{$title} Silentstep: We need moss pls pls pls-
Tagging - person here
This was ridiculous.
Silentstep continued to force her paws forward into the border of Shadowclan. She hated the thought of needing to scavenge from someone else's side... But, perhaps instead of just snatching and running away, she could just ask.
Was it stupid for her to go here alone? Yes, but she needed the quiet time to herself, and recollect all the thoughts she had once buried. One's Silentstep wasn't able to pay attention too during the storm.
The ache feeling of failing to help Meadowpaws herbs during the flood continued to grow. Hopefully, she could repay the favor and return just a handful of moss to help restock on supplies back in... Windclan. Or, what's left of it...
She continued to trudge along. Her fur covered in stains of mud, along with bits of her coat slightly matted together from the earths dirt. Upon reaching the border, Silentsteps nose tickled by the thick scent of Shadowclan lingering in the air... She was here.
This... Must be it.
With tired eyes, she scans her surroundings. Hoping to maybe spot a patrol, or a cat that too had the same idea of roaming at this very hour. She carefully sits down and curled her anxious paws with her tail to keep them warm as she waits for a sign of any cats.
