[tye]

[wrapping it up is all gudd]
Sheer disappointment laid right in front with a blanket of snow and the roaring, bitter cold wind whipping up her thick, dark pelt. She sniffed around only detecting stale rogue scent. It wasn't even remotely semi-fresh, whatever cat that roamed through here is long gone. The grey apprentice was surprised at her own sad sigh. Did she wanted to find rogues? Something inside her swirled madly, craving for a..a fight. Or argument. Doing the same thing, seeing the same thing gets boring after a while..
Grizzlypaw scanned the Windclan markers that was surprisingly kind of faint and it made her fur stand up, taking a few paws back. Something wasn't right, just beyond the border on the tall moor she sensed death. Her orange eyes drifted off wondering what it could be though, she just shook it off and ran back to camp.
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