Kanjiwa, head low, made his way onto the unfamiliar territory. He had a tendency to linger near Thunderclan's territory for the undergrowth and plump prey. He decided to wander out father at this chance, trotting into the oddly-scented new territory with hopes he would not be immediately attacked. He was only passing through, his deep orange pelt gracefully swaying as he walked. His blue orbs scanned the ground as he trotted through the forest, dodging the trees, slender body stalking though his familiar, flowery scent was strong and blatant.