Honeybite weaved through their Clanmates, coming to join the shadow queen where she stood. They'd been itching for something to do these last few days. And with no patrols, they'd been made to settle with keeping busy by training apprentices.
Not that Midnightpaw and Sleepypaw were bothersome to train, they were outliers in that regard.
But to finally have a chance to sink their claws and teeth into something.
These troublesome minks would be the perfect outlet for them.
Not that they dare underestimate these creatures, they'd heard enough rumors of their ferocity to temper their excitement at least a little. If one thing was clear from the stories, getting caught would be a death sentence for someone of her stature.
And that was a risk she was willing to take.