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Originally Posted by ~ moonwatcher x Qibli ~
Thorn flicked his tail as he walked into the territory his brown eyes looking around and his nose scenting the air
@Celestial_Sky
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Ghost mimicked his action, sniffing first the air, then the ground. There was a very stale scent of mouse, and a fresh trail of vole. It headed away from the camp, and it seemed to be easy to track. She signaled to Thorn with a flick of her tail, tracing the smell.