ShadowClan Territory

[YourAromanticAlly]

Originally Posted by ~Silverkit loves~

Snowpaw woke up and silently watched him practice his hunting skills. Finally she said "Your really good.". She got up and sat down.

"O-oh, youre awake." He said awkwardly, sitting back on his haunches. He felt a little shy now. Although they hunted together earlier, this was different.

[~Silverkit~]

Originally Posted by YourAromanticAlly

"O-oh, youre awake." He said awkwardly, sitting back on his haunches. He felt a little shy now. Although they hunted together earlier, this was different.

Snowpaw laughed. "It's ok. Stop being shy." She said and smiled warmly.

[YourAromanticAlly]

Originally Posted by ~Silverkit loves~

Snowpaw laughed. "It's ok. Stop being shy." She said and smiled warmly.

"I can't help it," he mumbled softly and ran a paw over his ears.

[~Silverkit~]

Originally Posted by YourAromanticAlly

"I can't help it," he mumbled softly and ran a paw over his ears.

Snowpaw smiled warmly. "We should go back to camp" she said, standing up.

[YourAromanticAlly]

Originally Posted by ~Silverkit loves~

Snowpaw smiled warmly. "We should go back to camp" she said, standing up.

"Yeah, okay." He nodded and grabbed as much prey as he could from the pile they were bringing back.

[doghouse]

@Raggedclaw
The tom's steps were faltering and he paused frequently, but as he'd noticed a faint but almost familiar scent, he had sped up. For moons now, the tom had been traveling non-stop, determined to find his way back home. He shouldn't have had to, and he hoped that his main reason for fighting to get back so hard was still there waiting for him. He at least wanted to know for sure instead of facing the uncertainty of it. Even if she'd moved on, he was determined to find her. It wasn't even really about Shadowclan, but as he neared the scent, he knew he was there. He wasn't even sure how many moons had passed since he'd last been in Shadowclan and spoken with his mate. Perhaps an entire four seasons, or almost that at least.

Either way, Redpool knew that he was home. And maybe, just maybe, she'd waited for him. The thought of seeing her again, it filled the former warrior with newfound strength and determination as he stepped over the border and into Shadowclan territory. He could smell another cat nearby, but he was wary of approaching them, as he dud not recognize their scent, and he could easily be mistaken for some rogue or loner trespassing on Shadowclan territory.

Pausing uncertainly, Redpool crouched down, his breath wheezing in his lungs and chest heaving slightly. He hated feeling this weak, but it didn't matter anymore. He'd been too focused on trying to get back when he'd first escaped the twolegs that he'd neglected to eat, and when he finally slowed down and thought about food, he'd been so out of practice and weak from hunger that he'd been very unsuccessful in hunting.

[Raggedclaw]

@catharsis

Poolpaw was stalking through the undergrowth after a rat, his eyes narrowed in concentration. He was so concentrated on his prey in fact, that when he finally pounced and delivered the killing blow, he practically tripped over Redpool when he backed up to find a place to bury the rat. He let out a yowl of alarm and scrambled back a few steps, his short fur fluffed out and his eyes wide. "Who're you?! What're you doing on Shadowclan territory?!"

[doghouse]

@Raggedclaw
Redpool scrambled back as well, his ears pinned back and neck fur bristling, but he quickly forced his fur to lie flat, although the tom remained tense as he looked at the younger cat, perhaps a young warrior or older apparentice. Scanning him over briefly, it took him a moment to find his voice. “I'm Redpool,” he replied carefully, flicking his ears. Even if he was given trouble by this younger tom, he could probably deal with it just fine. “I'm a Shadowclan warrior, or I was. I was wondering if you could take me to Harethorn?” he asked, his smooth voice laced with a certain hopefulness as he stood up, claws sinking into the needles that coated the ground in thick layers.

[Raggedclaw]

@catharsis

The young tom looked at this newcomer with confusion, before hearing his name and request. The paw brightened considerably and his own fur flattened. He picked up the rat he had intended to bury and set it in front of Redpool. "Sure i can! You should eat that though, you look like you're gonna fall over. I'm Poolpaw!"

[doghouse]

@Raggedclaw
Redpool's tail twitched and he shifted positions impatiently. He wasn't particularly a huge fan of younger cats, even though he really wasn't that old himself. His pale yellow eyes were half closed, but his spirits soared as he heard that the tom would take him to her. “Thank you,” he purred, nodding in acknowledgement as the young cat introduced themselves. Crouching back down again, he quickly devoured the rat, eager to go find Harethorn. Standing up again, he then looked at Poolpaw. “Lead the way.”