[Hexict]

[ @BILL. ]

Gaze sweeping the area as they made their way towards the new border, Mistfall felt uncomfortable and vulnerable. This territory was unfamiliar with her and she did not know if there were any dangers around. At least in their true territory she was more aware if any dangers such as foxes or twolegs had been in the area, if they were then she would notice if something was out of place or pick up the scent quickly. But everything looks devastating here. Badgers could be trampling around and she would never notice a difference. not to mention how difficult it was to pick up a scent. The pines were suffocating and overwhelming, she could hardly even scent Firehawk who was right in front of her. Then there was the possibility of Dusk Syndicate cats still lurking around despite being disbanded. And Mistfall wanted nothing to do with the Syndicate. She still shivered thinking of Hephaestus, especially since now he would be more able hurt her or her clan-mates. She still had nightmares of him killing Cricketpaw just to hurt Riverclan - specifically Mistfall.

Another things she hated about their situation: being outsiders among the other clans.

She already felt alone amongst others, mostly because she has difficulty socializing but she also hides herself away for fear of being judged. It wasn't like it was others' faults that she felt like that, it was all her and she knew that, but it didn't make her feel like she was fully part of the clan especially after she had left for a few moons when she was an apprentice. But now the entire clan was being shunned and pushed out by the others and that was also painful. The thought of what they had done to Riverclan made her fur bristle and her body heat up with anger. She wanted a fair fight with them. If I had the chance I would attack them and dig her claws in and rip them- She stopped herself. Shivering, the molly shook out her fur and tried to relax a bit more, act as thought her thoughts hadn't gone there. Even if these thoughts didn't scare Mistfall, she was still aware that fighting was not what they needed right now. They needed a breather. Time to just step back from all the tension. During all of this she almost missed when Firehawk was saying to her about Skyclan. The grey warrior quickly became alert of their surrounds again.

Another thing she had to cautious of now. "I know. What did the other clans even expect us to do though?" The annoyance was clear in her voice as her tail lashed. "It's not like its easy for an entire clan to move away if that's what they had in mind. On top of that it's leaf-fall - practically leaf-bare - which would make it much more difficult and dangers for travel, especially on elders and kits," it pained the warrior to think of their clan-mates struggling through the cold days and trying to stay warm at night. And that was even without running into some kind of predator, which they might then be too weak to fight off. Mistfall just wanted peace between the clans and was sick of all the fighting and hatred. Can the clan not just get along? Can they not be paranoid that the other clans are a constant threat to their own? She sighed, the annoyance drained from her as if it was too tiring to hang onto.