We meet again (closed)

Padding through the mostly frozen over marshy territory, Mudfoot let out a sigh, watching as his warm breath disappeared into the dimly lit evening air. So much had been going on for the tom lately, between him and Littlebrook becoming mates and discovering the truth about what his daughter, Honeydrop, had done. Great StarClan, could none of his kits be loyal to their clan and the warrior code? He still couldn’t believe that she’d chosen that path and just thinking about it made his heart ache. ’I don’t need this stress right now,’ he reminded himself and shook away the thoughts. Right now, he just needed to take a break and conduct a patrol, simple enough. Reaching the Highpine border, Mudfoot opened his jaw and sniffed the air. All was quiet, per usual.