Warriors: Secrets of the Deep Forest
Warriors: Secrets of the Deep Forest
Evening had fallen over ThunderClan. The sun had nearly dipped below the treetops, but no one in the camp was in a hurry to rest. Several warriors had gathered near the Highrock. The air was thick with tension: a border patrol that had recently returned had brought troubling news.
Strange tracks had been discovered on the northern border. However, something even stranger was at play: one of the patrol members claimed the scent belonged to a cat from a neighboring Clan, while another insisted the tracks were left by a rogue. To make matters worse, part of the trail ended abruptly near the old fallen pine.
— I did not call you here to exchange guesses. We need facts. Someone crossed our border, and I want to know why.
The leader swept a piercing gaze over the gathered cats.
— We should increase the patrols. If outsiders are testing our vigilance, we shouldn't give them the chance. I can personally oversee the inspection of the northern border.
— And what if the tracks were left by one of our own? We can't rule that possibility out.
Silence fell over the camp. Several warriors exchanged glances.
— I don't think we should jump to accusing our Clanmates immediately. But something in the patrol's report really doesn't add up.
— How convenient. While we're standing here arguing, whoever left those tracks might already be far from here.
The elderly medicine cat sat nearby, her lips pursed in disapproval.
— You'd all do better to learn to think before you open your mouths. Perhaps then there would be fewer problems.
Blue Star raised her tail, calling for silence.
— Enough. Today, we will find out what happened on our border. I need volunteers to go to the old pine and inspect the area thoroughly. But first, I want to hear the opinion of anyone who might know something about this incident.
Her gaze settled on you.
— And you? Do you have anything to offer the Clan?