Post by Thorne on Aug 16, 2020 19:49:26 GMT
don't get it twisted --
You're the one leading this congregation
It wasn't safe to be hunting alone.
Fernwhisker knew this all too well. Two of Fallowbird's kits had gone missing recently, and the she-cat was full of anxiety and fear. They didn't blame her. Mosspaw was notorious for being a troublemaker, they'd experienced it first hand in the apprentices' den, but they never expected the tortoiseshell to go missing. Eveningpaw was missing as well, and Fernwhisker knew her to be much more responsible than Mosspaw.
The whole clan was fretting over the safety of the missing apprentices. Fernwhisker didn't know if they'd be this worried if it weren't for the fact that wolves were on the loose in their territory. No one had found any trace of them being killed, but Fernwhisker was already prepared for their vigil. They didn't remember Heatherstar much, but they knew that the leader had lost all nine lives to the wolves.
Who's to say the apprentices had lived to tell their tale?
They needed to take their mind off of it. Their element wouldn't be of help in the construction of the new tunnel system, so they'd might as well help feed all the hard workers, right?
They hoped someone would follow them out and join them. They were supposed to leave in pairs, but they'd been too shy to ask anyone. Their brothers were out on a border patrol, so they were out of the question.
They just didn't want to be alone out here right now, but they didn't want to sit around and wait in camp for Stormstar to send them on a patrol.
A rustle in the grass caught their attention.