Causing Trouble [open]

Miles had a squirrel dangling from his jaws. It was fresh caught, straight from the tree he found it in. He knew he was trespassing, but it didn't matter. After all, it was the middle of the night. There was only one nocturnal Clan, and they were far away from here. He was laughing loudly through the prey in his mouth as he glanced back at his companion. "This is too easy. I was told that this place was dangerous, but these Clans are just a joke. Remind me to thank them for the feast I've had!" Miles jeered after dropping the squirrel. He'd already had a few birds, but he was growing and he found that he was very hungry. The ruddy tom tossed his catch to Storm and said, "The cold seasons are coming, and we should fill up while we can."

Storm devoured the squirrel and crouched on the ground, perking his ears towards a small noise. "Are you sure the clans are as lazy as you say they are?" He mewed a little worried for his and Miles safety, his father had told horror stories of them. And he knew where Meadow came from, Thunderclan, weren't too happy with him. Shrugging it off he pounced on Miles playfully.

"Maybe not all of them," He admitted carelessly as he was tackled to the ground. "But this one is for sure. Their scent doesn't carry as strongly as the others, I hear. That means they have less members so they can't afford as many casualties and are less likely to challenge us." He nipped at Storm's shoulder and batted at his belly with his hind paws, ignoring the sounds of the forest and forgetting about the chance of being caught. Storm was a spy, he knew enough about not being detected for the both of them. Miles had no worries at all as he played roughly on the open forest floor of SkyClan's territory.

Storm gave a low growl and flopped over onto the dirt, batting at his friend's ears he purred. Even though he was playing, he still kept his senses alert for any Clan cats. "What do you want to do?" He mewed through a mouthful of Miles scruff.

OOC~ Broooomaaanceee~

Rockfall's ear gave a twitch he had been detecting rouge scent on their territory for awhile now but he was never lucky enough too catch the trouble-makers in the act. This time he was going too be sure that he did just because they were a small clan did not mean they were weaker then any others. The large tom had padded forwards cold amber eyes narrowing as he spotted two of them. The tom let out a low growl as he revealed himself eyes emotionless and cold since he was once a rouge they should fear him. "What do you think your doing in skyclans territory."