Prophecy Journey for Thunderclan. (Private)

[Lightningpaw666]

Brackenclaw- He/Him, 25 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet. Purrks: Just a Scratch.

Brackenclaw would think as he listened to his companions. They seemed to be tired but they were now out of the borders and as they continued walking as he thought a bit more his orange eyes caught sight of something that would be great it was an abandoned Twolegs Den Brackenclaw would then say. "What about this we would allow us to stay out of the elements here." Brackenclaw meowed. As they approached the den would begin to reek of Riverclan maybe this was where they retreated to. Though the scent is stale at least. "I know it may stink due to Riverclan scent but at least we would be out of the weather." Brackenclaw meowed to the two. (Sorry guys kinda got a plan that I wanted to do here if that's okay.) @twizzypaw @korok

[twizzypaw]

Lavendersong's black ears perked as Brackenclaw's declaration, pointing her gaze to where he had picked up on the Twoleg Den that was nestled along the horizon in the distance, perfectly placed just before the trees and foliage cleared into an open field. Overgrown with vines and weeds, the den seemed perfect minus the RiverClan scent. Scrunching her nose in an attempt to vacate the fishy smell from her nostrils, the radiant queen glanced at Raggedear and Brackenclaw as she began padding towards the den, "Better to smell like fish than to be somebody's prey tonight!" She chimed jokingly, picking up her pace as she darted in front of the twoleg den. With a powerful brace of her hindlegs, Lavendersong leapt up onto a ledge and poked her head inside the den. Turning her head back out to her clanmates, she winsomely called out to them, "Looks abandoned, and smells questionable... why don't I take a closer look?" She purred, her tail lashing as she jumped through the opening and into the den without hesitation.

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