Tensions Are Getting High

Sharptooth limped along through the rain, leading her patrol towards the Thunderpath. She had gone too long without a fight, and tensions were high. Hopefully, there would be a small skirmish- just to keep things... interesting. The short-legged, fluffy she-cat grunted as she turned towards the rest of her patrol. "Make sure you don't step onto the Thunderpath. Monsters stop for nobody." They would patrol the edge of their territory for a short while, but if no Shadowclanners appeared, then they would return home. It was far too rainy to stay out for long.