Slight disappointment came when she easily batted him over and continued on. But oh well, she couldn't expect every cat to be as feisty as Shadowclan normally was. Falconfeathers path led to a patch of moss hidden in a ditch. She made it her home, only leaving to hunt or get a drink as she waited for her punishment to slow. This was too boring. Falconfeather sighed and rested her head on her paws, staring at the setting sun of day three. She was halfway done. Soon enough, she could go home.