[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 39 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Quillpaw - @furrensic ]
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Rotten water. Yes, she supposed that was an accurate way to describe it. Mistlewhisker glanced at Quillpaw. "That is the scent of still water. You will find it a lot in our territory, and sometimes the smell will carry. It is very useful for hiding your scent. The other clans are unused to it, and will avoid it if possible. We can use it to our advantage."

The apprentice then stated he wanted to visit the ThunderClan border, and Mistlewhisker found herself assessing the young tom. He seemed sure of himself, and what he wanted. She could appreciate that, especially since he wasn't requesting in a rude way. She would let him play his game for now. Let him test the waters, and find the line that she would not let him cross. The enforcer nodded, peeling away from the RiverClan border and heading towards Herondive Hollow.

While this stretch of territory also had water running through it, it was much smaller, and frankly a little weak. As the river melted further upstream, the waters would flow a little easier. Though she imagined it never matched the ferocity of the river in RiverClan's territory. "This is Herondive Hollow." Mistlewhisker announced. She jerked her head towards the other side. "Can you see the trees in the distance? Those are maples and oaks. While not uncommon in ShadowClan territory, they are more common in ThunderClan." Training her one-eyed gaze on Quillpaw again, she asked him the same question she had at the other border. "What do you scent?"