Post by *~Blazeheart~* on Aug 30, 2011 17:17:56 GMT -5
Every cat in the Clans knew the warrior code like the back of their paws. Even outside cats such as rogues and loners knew better than to intrude upon Clan territory unless they wanted a death wish. Yet, to the woe of Starclan, there are always those who are either too naive to take the warrior code seriously, or just find enjoyment breaking the laws. And he was the latter.
His usual smirk crossed his face as he went to the edge of the river, watching the smooth waves glide across the surface of the clear water. From his point of view from the Fireclan side of the territory, the water was shallow enough for him to wade through. It seems Starclan was on his side today.
With a casual flick of his tail and not so much of a hint of hesitation in his steps, the young tom easily splashed into the river. His belly fur was instantly soaking wet and cold, but he didn't mind for he has done this numerous times.
A few seconds later, he was clamboring onto the Mistclan side of the bank, giving himself a vigorous shake like a dog in order to dislodge the droplets of water that hung onto his fur.
"Ah...."the young Padpaw sighed, smelling the air. He didn't really enjoy the pugnent scent of Mistclan but he was slowly growing used to it after many moons of crossing into their territory illegally. The young tom had been caught and punished a few times, but the troublemaker just doesn't learn from his mistakes.
His usual smirk crossed his face as he went to the edge of the river, watching the smooth waves glide across the surface of the clear water. From his point of view from the Fireclan side of the territory, the water was shallow enough for him to wade through. It seems Starclan was on his side today.
With a casual flick of his tail and not so much of a hint of hesitation in his steps, the young tom easily splashed into the river. His belly fur was instantly soaking wet and cold, but he didn't mind for he has done this numerous times.
A few seconds later, he was clamboring onto the Mistclan side of the bank, giving himself a vigorous shake like a dog in order to dislodge the droplets of water that hung onto his fur.
"Ah...."the young Padpaw sighed, smelling the air. He didn't really enjoy the pugnent scent of Mistclan but he was slowly growing used to it after many moons of crossing into their territory illegally. The young tom had been caught and punished a few times, but the troublemaker just doesn't learn from his mistakes.
