Whispering Wetlands

[idia]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 16 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

"it's..nice to meet..you, too," squirrelrise meows. noticing that wormpaw was already making it's way towards bluebellbrook, she nods at the warrior. "I doubt..there will..b-be any..problems," at least, she hopes so, at least. "..but, if there are..c-call me over." she finishes before padding off, beginning to refresh the scent markers.

[ @anika @seeingstars apologies for such a teeny reply ]

[seeingstars]

Wormpaw • He / It • Shadowclan apprentice • 9 + Moons
A smoky black tom with white flecks throughout his pelt and pale yellow/blue heterochromatic eyes.

Wormpaw was still practically bouncing as he began to help remark on his and Bluebellbrook's side of the border. Occasionally he'd pause, looking off into the moor, wondering if any Windclan patrols would be out today.

He finished the section of the border he'd assigned to himself, finishing off right where they'd separated earlier. He sat, looking curiously across the border as he waited for Squirrelrise and Bluebellbrook to finish up, making sure at least one of them was in eyeshot at all times.

{ You're good dw!! <3 }

{ @idia • @anika }