StormClan Thunderpath

Feathermoon shook herself, waking up, and dashed away from the edge of the Thunderpath as a monster ran past. Then she slowed to a small walk, following the group of cats.

the dilute blue-gray she-cat padded swiftly along the edge of the thunderpath, barely scrunching her nose as the stench of monsters raised her nostrils. scarlet-red monsters flew past her like maniacs as she glanced back at the rest of the territory. her short pelt was heavy with the scent of lavender as she lumbered around, searching for any prey. she wasn't supposed to be here, they claim that she should be taking care of her little kits and staying in camp so she doesn't kidnapped and whatnot. she was a full-grown cat! she could fight off someone. she coughed when some smoke came to her face and, as she scanned her premises, she was mortified when she saw a cat silhouetted in the distance.
ooc: don't worry, i planned this out with raintalon hahahahahaha