Herondive Hollow

[MagicCat99]

@~Splash~ @x ghostie
"I don't know." Russetpatch answered before sniffing the air. No Thunderclan scent... The she thought. She sniffed again. "Badger." The ginger warrior narrowed her eyes and looked around.

[Sorrow]

@x ghostie @MagicCat99
Wait for me! Emberpaw panted, racing up to Russetpatch. She sniffed the air.What is th-that? she asks Russetpatch.

[Fuzzy]

Oh were they going to be in trouble! Cloudberry was actually pleased that neither of her Clanmates followed her to the border. To lazy to come on patrol with her? Or did they just think they were to good? "Ha! Just a bunch of lizard brains! I should have left without them to begin with!" The fluffy molly declared tail lashing as she finished off the patrol, herself. Cloverwhish and Whitepaw to good to come with her. Like I needed their help. She huffed.
With that the mostly white molly headed back to camp, quiet frustrated. Really more frustrated then she should be but she was going to tell off the two lazy cats.

[wolfie]

@MagicCat99 @Splashpelt
Sheeplight huffed, well that was eventful. Might as well just ask a wall next time instead. Her ears perked up, turning to Russetpatch. "Pardon?" The warrior's body stiffened. Badger? She parted her jaws, sniffing the air.

Icestar did mention that she scented badger not too long ago. Ugh. Sheeplight's shoulders slump as she stared at the ground for a moment. Mentally preparing herself-- "Let's check it out. " Sheeplight mewed.

[MagicCat99]

@~Splash~ @x ghostie
Russetpatch nodded. "Yeah." The she-cat meowed, following the scent trail. With a flick of her tail she stopped, hearing loud footsteps nearby.

[Moon Lily]

[ @Slushie ]

Irisflame padded through the undergrowth, pausing to shake mud off her paws from time to time. The sticky muck had been more common now, due to the rainy New-leaf weather, and it was like walking through water. But stickier and fouler. Blech. Bounding over the the pine needles the first chance she got, she huffed in relief as the springy material touched her pads. She was really just wandering, doing nothing in particular. She had a habit of walking in whatever direction her paws took her, especially at times like these when there was nothing exciting to do. Glaring up at the sky for no reason in particular, she found herself walking the same path that she had all those moons ago, when she was still an apprentice. Familiar rutts in the ground and dents from constant pawsteps guided her in the direction of the norder, smelling so strongly of her former clan. Pausing as she arrived at the scent marker, she felt her eyes narrow with nostalgia as she gazed longingly at the large oaks and bunches of daisies she used to call hers. All that time ago...oh, so, so long ago it felt like. An iris on Shadowclan's side caught her eye, a deep blue like her own orbs. Reaching out to pluck it in curiosity, she inspected its petals, the delicate silky things giving off a pleasant perfume. A just of wind roared at her side unexpectedly, and the flower was tugged from her grasp. It drifted away softly, dipping back and forth until it plopped down on the Thunderclan side. She could cross, as a medicine cat, but she had no good reason to. Or could she? She'd meant to see Lionwhiskerx anyhow. She stuck her front limb out, ready to step over the marker.

[dino.]

[ @Moon Lily ]

Wet. Gross. Disgusting. Those three words basically described Stonenettle's thoughts over his hunting trip. Why had he decided to go on this stupid trip? Because he needed to get out of camp and away from all of the annoying cats and their same stupid arguments at Clan meetings. Did that mean he want to be out in the mud? Decidedly not.
He slammed his paws down on a mouse he'd been stalking and lifted his head with a sigh, content to move away from the border and carry on, when a new scent made him pause and consider. He turned to stare across the scent line. As he watched, a strong breeze brought a flower to rest right across the border on ThunderClan's side. He stepped forward to investigate, mildly curious. Then he made the mistake of looking up.
"Oh, for crying out loud!" he snarled, leaping back as he spotted his daughter of all cats about to step into ThunderClan territory. Why? What were the odds? Was the universe messing with him?! "What the hell are you doing here?"

[Elementals]

@Puddle~

Mouseleap lead Ribbitpaw to the border of Thunderclan and Shadowclan. "Here is where our border to Thunderclan is, so you rub your scent in the faded markers and then that is pretty much how you renew the markers. Pretty simple, but when it comes to tree renewal, watch out for splinters."

[Puddle~]

Originally Posted by Elementals

@Puddle~

Mouseleap lead Ribbitpaw to the border of Thunderclan and Shadowclan. "Here is where our border to Thunderclan is, so you rub your scent in the faded markers and then that is pretty much how you renew the markers. Pretty simple, but when it comes to tree renewal, watch out for splinters."

As Ribbitpaw listened to Mouseleap's explanation of scent marker renewal, he also gazed in wonder at the imaginary border itself. It was slightly intriguing, the way the trees transitioned from pine to oak. Still marveling at the beauty of the forest, he walked over to a nearby tree and sniffed. Sure enough, it smelled of ShadowClan, yet slightly faded, so he assumed it must be an older scent marker. Rubbing against the bark of the sturdy tree, he turned to his mentor. "Like this?"

[Elementals]

Originally Posted by Puddle~

As Ribbitpaw listened to Mouseleap's explanation of scent marker renewal, he also gazed in wonder at the imaginary border itself. It was slightly intriguing, the way the trees transitioned from pine to oak. Still marveling at the beauty of the forest, he walked over to a nearby tree and sniffed. Sure enough, it smelled of ShadowClan, yet slightly faded, so he assumed it must be an older scent marker. Rubbing against the bark of the sturdy tree, he turned to his mentor. "Like this?"

Mouseleap nodded to Ribbitpaw and meowed, "Yes, just like that and rub in the scent of Shadowclan so then cats know that this is our territory. If we slack off on such things, they loners and rouges would take it as in invitation that they should cross the border."