Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26832013-20160816011538/@comment-27669385-20160822023322

Stormblaze rounded the tree he'd hidden behind and smirked. "Oh, I do hope she hasn't gotten into any trouble." He mused. Actually, that's exactly what he hoped for. He lowered his muzzle to the ground and began walking in the direction Duskkit's pawsteps had gone. He studied a patch of dirt and frowned. It smelled like dirt. With just a hint of BlogClan scent. He huffed in amusement and went on his way, carefully inspecting every rock and tree he passed. "I hope she hasn't gone towards the bushes. Who knows what will happen when Crimsonrose finds her den invaded." He meowed loudly, faking a frightened tone. For all he knew, Crimsonrose slept in the river. He pricked his ears, straining to hear pawsteps, a sneeze, or basically anything. He could be very patient.

And very impatient.