@
Rani | @
feather lily | @
spade
{only mentioning cats that Bracken is interacting with, to not spam anyone}
Aw, she wasn't allowed to hunt yet. Too bad, she was looking forward to sinking her claws into some rabbits- and BunnyClan kitties. Grimhound had pointedly not clarified which he meant, so Brackenpaw was going to milk that for all it was worth. But marking the new border and expanding ShadowClan's territory was definitely a good placeholder for that, maybe she would find some
prey afterwards... who knew, really? Rubbing up against any sturdy plant, to taunt BunnyClan, of course, as she walked over to the soon-to-be border, she saw Frogfang coming up next to her.
Let's go. He grunted, then started to walk towards the border, not once looking back. He was so arrogant, Brackenpaw almost laughed. But she followed him, quickening her pace to overtake him to lay the first scent marker.
Redshrike caught up with her before she left, and she instinctively knew that he would be giving her advice. If it was Frogfang, or any other wannabe warrior, she would keep walking. But, not only was he her mentor, he was one of the few warriors she respected. So she listened, making mental notes in her mind. Don't stray too far, leave no WindClan kitty without painful wounds to remember her by, they squeal {which she was 100% going to witness with one under her claws}, they move fast with swift strikes, and they were weak. That last one, she knew already, but never in a real fight. Then Redshrike left, and she knew that he was not to protect her when the battle came, nor that she wanted him to. Brackenpaw did
not want a rerun of the dog-fight. But things had changed since the dogs. She no longer had a garbage mentor, she now had a mentor who actually knew stuff, among other things.
Continuing on her way- Frogfang was in front of her now, damn, she broke into a jog to come into pace with him. She marked a nice, strong, thick scent on the new border, purring with leisure and contentment. Now the ShadowClan territory was extended, how easy was that! But Brackenpaw took a nice, long look at the WindClan side, eyes slits, and wondered when a patrol would come. For now, she was content with eating the actual rabbits, until the main course came along.