[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

It was kind of funny. They'd only just stepped outside thunderclans border, a five minute walk pushing past the outsider border moving slightly closer to the twolegplace at most, and yet as they traveled the area became new and alien. It was almost like no one ventured to this part of the territory, for all the border was strong, and as they stepped into the brush outside of thunderclan land headed towards the sound things suddenly went from known home to wild.



Had no one found this place before? Had no one investigated the strange sound just outside their borders? It was a welcome distraction from grief as thoughts raced, Mudhounds head on a swivel as they looked around.



Wild felt a good descriptor as the light dusting of snow brought by the winter didnt really exist here, blocked by thicker trees and a perpetual dampness in the air. The dampness, heavy and oppressive, gathered on everything, causing little icicles to coat the trees like leaves turning their familiar forms strange and wetting the ground, causing mud to squish below their paws. And even with the leaves that did remain they werent... normal, not looking as if they belonged as vines unlike anything Mudhound knew wrapped around the trees and laced their canopies. And the steady rumbling... It only grew, blocking out all sound but it and drumming in the tripods chest as they approached. Almost like a hook in their chest attached to a line drawing them in.


It was a risk, a huge one to keep looking with only two sick cats, but neither seemed at all inclined to turn around.




What they found was both completely unexpected and not at all. Of course something like this was in a place like this.

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"I...... I had no clue something like this was even here.... Its..... Its......" No words could describe this but the tripod still tried. "Awe inspiring. The sound traveled so far and is so loud because its empty inside like a cave...."

Peaking into the pond the waterfalls fed, partially frozen over but not quite yet, small fish darted around, catching wide captivated eyes. It didnt smell like anything was here, didnt look like it but maybe illness had made Wolfhive wary rather then his usual unabashed boldness. Mudhound would stop, not go in if he wanted that. But he'd need to say so, as

"I wanna go inside."


@BEAR.