[Zero]

Originally Posted by Lilly

@Zero to Hero

"I hate this forest. I hate it." South snapped as she pushed her way through the undergrowth, giving her fur a shake to rid herself of the burrs that clung to her white and ginger pelt. Her eyes sparked with annoyance as she had to reach around and pluck the last final one with her teeth. Ever since her and West had begun this journey to find their brother North they hadn't come across a single cat. Sure, the scent markers were everywhere, but it seemed that no cat dared venture out here since there were no tracks in the thin layer of snow that covered the ground. South turned her head to look at West over her shoulder. "Shouldn't we have come across them by now? What are they all doing, hiding?" she hissed, obviously displeased at the lack of one, knowing where to go, and two, any cat around to offer directional information.

West grumbled as he also pushed his way through the thick undergrowth, though not as loud as South. The burrs and thorns stuck in his long white fur easily, but he didn't bother to try to pull them out. He was beginning to look more and more like a thorn bush himself. "It's winter yet these bushes are still thick," He complained, his ears flattened. A thorn caught him across the nose after he had just finished his words, earning a few swear words. He could taste blood as it dribbled down from the small scratch. "Ouch ouch ouch, it stings..." After a moment, the tom licked the blood away, and moved to stand by his sister's side as she looked around. "It stinks of them," He muttered. "We must be in their borders by now." The lonor fidgeted under the silence of the ThunderClan forest, kind of afraid of what could be waiting for them. "Maybe we should just wait for them to come to us..."