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Don’t be too obvious, Iciclefang thinks to herself as she leads her procession along the shoreline. The sun is pale and does little to imbue the air with any warmth; her tortoiseshell fur is fluffed up against the chilly wind. She keeps one eye on the opposite side of the border, wondering if, by any chance, she’ll spot Stormywing—but even if she does, what could she do? A cordial greeting might even be too much now, she thinks forlornly. Perhaps it’s not worth the subtle thrill she’ll get at seeing the she-cat she loves even for a heartbeat.
She turns, her attention on her apprentice now. “What do you scent? Any prey?” Even though this is a border patrol, she won’t waste an opportunity to bring back fresh-kill for the Clan, if she can help it.
[ @Nightfish @PIKESPLASH @CICADAPAW @carawaypaw @Nettlepaw- @DIPPERPAW but no need to wait! ]
She turns, her attention on her apprentice now. “What do you scent? Any prey?” Even though this is a border patrol, she won’t waste an opportunity to bring back fresh-kill for the Clan, if she can help it.
[ @Nightfish @PIKESPLASH @CICADAPAW @carawaypaw @Nettlepaw- @DIPPERPAW but no need to wait! ]
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