The Bandit of the Shadows [Closed]

Owlstrike panted softly as he finished planting the fake evidence, that went from clawmarks to scents, and burying the prey under the thick snow and frozen dirt as the first rays of sunshine fell on his body. This had taken him way too long and he knew that staying in this territory any longer would get him caught, ruining his plans in no time at all. Hissing softly he turned around, crossing the Thunderpath quickly to go back into ShadowClan’s territory and not even trying to cover the pawprints he left behind. It would only server as further evidence for them to think that a ShadowClan warrior had done the stealing instead of him. Without losing a single second and trying to not trip or slip with the frozen spots that once were pools of water or mud, he disappeared between the shadows of the territory right in front of ThunderClan’s.

OOC: After this post, Owlstrike is officially gone, don't wait for me to post.

Maplepaw, along with the rest of the patrol, was patrolling the borders when she scented the faint smell of Shadowclan." I think a cat from Shadowclan has been here, I smell them."

It was no longer her first patrol. Grasspaw had gotten into the routine of going into the forest with her clan mates and getting things done. However her curious and upbeat nature kept her from getting bored. But it had certainly just become routine. When her denmates mentioned Shadowclan, she missed it at first. After she scented it, a light growl rumbled in her throat. Finally some excitement! She thought enthusiastically.
"What is Shadowclan doing hunting over here? Are they really that desperate?" Grasspaw hissed, narrowing her eyes and glancing across the border as if expecting to see a Shadowclan cat lurking there.

Emberheart trotted easily behind, pausing when the apprentices stopped. She opened her mouth, tasting the air.
"You're right." she let out a small growl. "I can smell it, too." Hesitating, the russet she-cat turned towards Pinewhisker, trusting his judgement more then her's. "Someone should go back and alert Darkstar, I—"
She stopped suddenly, her ears poised forward. 
Then they went back to normal, and she turned to the cats, eyes shining with confusion. Her voice was lower, quieter than normal.
"Did…any of you hear that?"

Grasspaw perked her ears, straining to hear whatever the warrior had picked up on.
"No?" She whispered, confused as she failed to see anything.

Grasspaw nosed through the snow and came upon the fresh kill.
"We need to take this back to camp. Immediately," She meowed, uncovering it so the rest of the patrol could see.

ooc;; probably not. let's just finish this up~


The russet-gold warrior shook her head, glancing wearily around the clearing. It's nothing…Nothing we can do about it anyway. She turned back towards the apprentices.

Emberheart let out a furious growl when she caught sight of the fresh kill, stinking horribly of Shadowclan. Her whiskers twitched with absolute disgust, and she nodded, taking charge. 

"We can't follow them, it'll only cause more trouble." Despite this knowledge, she couldn't stop her voice from shaking from anger. "Go back to Darkstar with the evidence. Goldenpaw, you can take the rabbit." she flicked her tail, turning back towards Grasspaw. She knew the she-cat was close to becoming a warrior, anyway. "Grasspaw, you'll tell Darkstar. Maplepaw and I will continue checking the borders, in case there's anything else."

Her pale brown gaze flickered around, then landed on the patrol members one by one. "Everyone got that?"

(Derp, sup peeps, sorry for being late, I did not have much time this week)

Pinewhisker nodded upon Emberheart's words, agreeing. He watched Maplepaw with stiff care, wishingnthe best of luck and safeness to his apprentice before getting net to his former apprentice, the only other warrior in the patrol and leading them away.

Grasspaw recognized and shared in Emberheart's anger, "Yes, Emberheart, right away". She raced off back towards camp with Goldenpaw.