Redhawk - ThunderClan Hornet
She/they | 32 moons | The Ultimate Predator, The Collector, Kitty Softpaws
After a run around the territory - mostly to make sure the borders were secure, but also to give herself a bit of space from camp to think - Redhawk pushed her way back into camp and let a stretch run through her body from ears to tail tip. Her yellow-green eyes scanned the camp for one feline in particular. They had covered hunting - the last thing the tom needed before he'd be assessment ready was a tour of the ShadowClan border. Easy enough... the hornet was just thankful that Crowpaw was old enough and had fighting experience to hold his own should things go south.
Peering at him though it seemed that... he was injured?? Concern flooded her features as the reddish-brown hornet raced over, slowing to a stop as she neared him. "Crowpaw, what happened??" She hadn't taken him out for battle training, and their hunting had gone smooth enough. Had another warrior taken him out for a claws-out spar? Had he left camp on his own and run into a predator?? Quick eyes assessed the rest of him - it appeared the most visible wound was the one on his foreleg.
Eventually Red lifted her gaze back up to him, inquisitive and full of worry.
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