Patrolling them rocks~!

Redfeather stalked around the border and sniffed the air. There was only the scent of Thunderclan and Riverclan. He turned to sit on his side of the border and waited for a monment. Then he turned and slid into the river, dunking his head under. As he waited for his body to adjust to the cold of the river, he looked at life underwater. Small minnows in the reeds, swimming together. Larger trout down the river, lazily swimming around. Redfeather stared at the creatures for a heartbeat before he needed air. Quickly. Paws paddling, the russet head broke the surface of the water. The warrior gasped and shook his head to clear the water from his eyes.