Touring the ground and hunting

[Estelle]

Originally Posted by Vitalspark

Nightpaw

6 Moons | He/Him | No purrks

ShadowClan Apprentice

[11/100]

Entering into territory still unfamiliar to him, Nightpaw eventually stopped focusing on his speed as he looked all around. This place was amazing! The territory was much larger than he anticipated, it was hard to tell from living in camp alone up until this point, but this place was huge! "And this is all still our territory…?" He asked as they walked.

Then Sleepysunrise showed him this place at the end of the territory. Marking the border as instructed, he suddenly caught whiff of some strange scent as Sleepysunrise mentioned ThunderClan's leader, and the fact that they climbed trees. "That strange smell…is that what ThunderClan smell like?" Looking at the trees, he wondered if there'd be any ThunderClan cats in them.

@Estelle

"Yes."
Her voice resonated, confirming the apprentice's questions. Her eyes remained trained on the dark-furred cat, switching between him and the border on occasion - needing no issue from either side, before she briskly moved away and towards their next landmark.

Saltmeadow Marsh
Arriving at the meadow, she blinked slowly and let Nightpaw approach the border once more.
"RiverClan."
She explained, tilting her head as she pondered what to say.
"Chaotic. ..Troublesome."
She mused, not caring enough to mention their clans' leaders. From what she heard, it might as well have changed again by now anyway.
"We drove them out, once."
She stated matter-of-factly as she turned on her paws and began walking to their third and last border.

Whispering Wetlands.
"WindClan,"
She began while arriving at the border, repeating the same ritual of the past two borders, marking them before beginning to speak again.
"They're led by Twilightstar. She is the only leader older than Miss Grandmama."
Her head tilted, musing their tumultuous history.
"Nightshiver told me about them. Our history is long. You can ask her too."
And just like that, after some additional moments for Nightpaw to get acquainted, they were off again. This time, into the territory.

Mourning Ruings.
Mourning Ruins, she liked this landmark. It had a lot of history.
"Mourning Ruins. We have had this the longest. It is named for the cats who burned here."
Her tail waved, briefly eyeing the ground where they'd buried Fireflypaw before promptly moving on.

Dawning woods.
This part of the territory she hadn't visited as much, hardly even. It wasn't particularly special; merely a thick forest like much of ShadowClan is or used to be, and Sleepysunrise made quick work of the area by only mentioning the name.
"Dawning Woods."

Darkwater Mire.
Darkwater Mire was more interesting in that sense, she frequented it far more often and it held a certain... Interest that she could shake. Deftly the dark molly avoided the bushes that littered the area, unsettling eyes studying her apprentice.
"Avoid the berries."
She stated plainly, unsure whether she should state the extent of their danger. Well... She didn't want a dead Nightpaw on her paws, she supposed. It would be impractical as her first apprentice. She blinked slow.
"Murderous."

Evergreen Grotto.
Their last landmark was particularly pretty in a sense, but once again not among her often visited areas. She blinked, halting near the grotto and looked to Nightpaw.
"Evergeen Grotto. You can't enter."
She believed Miss Grandmama had stated as much.

With the tour done and the day drawing late, but not quite coming to an end, Sleepysunrise pondered her options before turning Nightpaw's way. They could do some hunting before returning to camp, teach Nightpaw how to go about it.
"We're hunting."
She stated, taking a few steps back and dropping into a trained hunter's crouch.
"Copy."
And order, not a choice.