quillpaw's stealth lesson [p]

[furrensic]

QUILLPAW
he/him. 7 moons. dark grey tom; tabby markings; light grey markings, amber and blue eyes.
[ mind reader ]

quillpaw's ear twitches, trying to catch any little sounds that could indicate where sharpfrost is. though, much to his disappointment, it's pretty useless. combined with the pine needles crunching under his paws and the sounds of birds singing, any noises sharpfrost possibly makes ends up being drowned out. I don't even see how this is supposed to reach me how to be stealthy, he thinks with a scoff.

all I really have is my sense of smell in this situation, he glances around. mismatch eyes land on the tree where sharpfrosts scent lingered the most earlier, staring at it with unblinking eyes. okay..time to take a wild guess. "I'm assuming you're behind that tree. your scent is the strongest near that one." he meows.

[ @Willie Warf it's totally fine!! I forgot about this, so my apologies for the late reply ;w; ]