Hawkbite hummed in thought for a moment, before nodding slightly. From the territory he had seen from being in their area, this was fairly similar. They just had a lot more brush around the bases of the trees. "Yeah, it's pretty similar, let's go to their border, I'll show you what we can see of it," he spoke, gesturing for the apprentice to follow closely.
"Herondive Hollow is place we share the border with them at," he commented, as they came up to the ravine that separated the clans. "ThunderClan has to cross that tree bridge, right over there, to come mark their borders on this side of the ravine. Don't ask me why it's split this way, I'm not sure. Dawnstar and Bumblestar worked it out a long time ago," he spoke. "Inhale deeply, remember their scent. They like to cause trouble with us, but you can see some of their territory from here, to answer your previous question," he finished, walking them along the border and pointed out the areas he wanted to show Shiverpaw.
Hawkbite hummed in thought for a moment, before nodding slightly. From the territory he had seen from being in their area, this was fairly similar. They just had a lot more brush around the bases of the trees. "Yeah, it's pretty similar, let's go to their border, I'll show you what we can see of it," he spoke, gesturing for the apprentice to follow closely.
"Herondive Hollow is place we share the border with them at," he commented, as they came up to the ravine that separated the clans. "ThunderClan has to cross that tree bridge, right over there, to come mark their borders on this side of the ravine. Don't ask me why it's split this way, I'm not sure. Dawnstar and Bumblestar worked it out a long time ago," he spoke. "Inhale deeply, remember their scent. They like to cause trouble with us, but you can see some of their territory from here, to answer your previous question," he finished, walking them along the border and pointed out the areas he wanted to show Shiverpaw.
Nose pointed towards the other clan's territory, Shiverpaw inhaled, analyzing the foreign scent. Like wood and squirrel fur mixed together. Recognizable enough.
The white-and-black molly followed Hawkbite close behind, but still observing the areas the enforced gestured at.
Still, every whisper from the trees, every rustle from the grass is making her paranoid. Could it be a ThunderClan cat angry because they're too close to their territory?
No, no, it can't be. It's just the flutter of wings from the nearby robins and thrushes.
Shiverpaw still made sure to not get too far from the commander enforcer. If he got to that rank, he surely knows how to deal with a hostile intruder.
Still, that does not completely ease her anxieties, even if she veiled them under a facade of calmness and confidence.
They moved to the next location. They were almost done with everything. As they padded along, the smell of water and fish grew strong, almost suffocating. "Which border do you think this one is?" he'd inquire as he marked a tree nearby. The Commander would give Shiverpaw a moment to answer before either praising or correcting her. "This is Saltmeadow Marsh, which is our border with RiverClan," he confirmed. "RiverClan has given us a lot of issues in the last few moons, until we had to drive them away from the territories. They needed to learn a lesson and I believe that they had," he explained a brief history.
They moved to the next location. They were almost done with everything. As they padded along, the smell of water and fish grew strong, almost suffocating. "Which border do you think this one is?" he'd inquire as he marked a tree nearby. The Commander would give Shiverpaw a moment to answer before either praising or correcting her. "This is Saltmeadow Marsh, which is our border with RiverClan," he confirmed. "RiverClan has given us a lot of issues in the last few moons, until we had to drive them away from the territories. They needed to learn a lesson and I believe that they had," he explained a brief history.
Shiverpaw didn't really guess soon enough that it was the border with RiverClan.
She should have, she told herself. The strong smell of fish made it obvious. And it seems the despective name 'fishbreath' does indeed have an origin.
The molly can't help but wonder how those cats deal with water, something she fears even if she won't admit it out loud.
Still not forgetting the recent incident at the Darkwater Mire, she tried to steer clear of the areas that looked more unstable and potentially deeper than expected, just to not get wet (or drown, as improbable as it may be.)
Well, the lack of comments was making this move along fairly quickly. The tom gave her a moment longer near the border to take in the scents and sights before moving forward to the last location. The last location, at last!
Hawkbite moved them around a bend before a view of the fields came into sight. The air here was fresh and it was much sunnier than any other part of their territory. It smelled of grass and rabbits. Flowers were also strong this time of year. This was probably his favorite of the borders and thankfully it was with the clan they have the least issues with. "This is the border with WindClan," he began.
"We call it the Whispering Wetlands," he introduced, moving quietly alongside the border, also marking this one as they went along. "It's the last stop of our tour, any questions before we head back?"
Well, the lack of comments was making this move along fairly quickly. The tom gave her a moment longer near the border to take in the scents and sights before moving forward to the last location. The last location, at last!
Hawkbite moved them around a bend before a view of the fields came into sight. The air here was fresh and it was much sunnier than any other part of their territory. It smelled of grass and rabbits. Flowers were also strong this time of year. This was probably his favorite of the borders and thankfully it was with the clan they have the least issues with. "This is the border with WindClan," he began.
"We call it the Whispering Wetlands," he introduced, moving quietly alongside the border, also marking this one as they went along. "It's the last stop of our tour, any questions before we head back?"
This really has not been near as bad as it could be. Shiverpaw was muddy from the earlier fall, but otherwise was feeling fine.
She shook her head, not really having much questions about this. Or actually, she had one. "Who is WindClan's leader? I think I never heard of them." Bumblestar was ThunderClan's leader, and Owlstar was Riverclan's, Dawnstar was obviously her clan's, but she's never heard of WindClan that much from the other cats.
Maybe it was a good thing. And adding that to what Hawkbite just said, it was a clan that didn't cause much trouble to ShadowClan.
"Twilightstar is WindClan's leader. Crowtooth is her deputy,"and basically my mates best friend"She's been leader longer than Dawnstar. She's the only cat alive, probably, that can remember anything past her leadership era," Hawkbite spoke, his tail flicking with thought. She truly was so old. Honestly, Hawkbite prayed he never grew to that age, he could only imagine the aches and pains.
Hawkbite would begin leading them back to the camp. "Owlstar has Sunheart and Bumblestar has Spiderthroat,"also an old guy who almost killed me once..."And their medicine cats, of course. Wolfhawk for ThunderClan, Berryshine for RiverClan, and Lightningstorm for WindClan," Hawkbite went through all the high ranks fairly quickly. He'd give Shiverpaw a moment to take in the names and information as they walked.
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