Glacier
Loner
“Sleekfeather, are you sure this is where your home was?” The black and white molly questioned, her violet gaze searching the abandoned Riverclan camp. The faint smell of felines were surrounding the camp.. But, it was getting faint and with the upcoming rain.. They were surely going to lose any trail. Turning to look at Sleekfeather, he looked devastated.
Moving towards the camp, she took a peak in each den.. It wasn’t until she smelled the faint smoke of the fires that occurred within the last few days. Did the clans move because of the fire? There were many answers. It had appeared each den was currently empty, no sight or scent of any feline around.
“Sleekfeather.. What do we do now?” She questioned after coming out of the warriors den, her eyebrows furrowed. Glacier had thought that returning Sleekfeather to his home, they would be parting ways.. Although she was considered a stray, she wasn’t the only one now.
