Don't Follow Me \\// You'll Get Lost xOPENx

[Barketh]

[green] He never really had enjoyed cold weather. With Leaf-fall, the world seemed to be drifting into hibernation, and the tom was bothered by the idea that while many animals were sleeping, he was walking around in places they would have otherwise been territorial over. He'd heard stories about strange creatures called 'bears', and how they were stronger than badgers and larger than twolegs. They had teeth that could slice through an adder's skin, and claws sharper than a fox's fangs. Their pelts were thick, too, and could be anywhere from the blackness of the Thunderpath to the muddy brown of the Shadowclan Marshes. They were supposedly fearsome hunters and were aggressive and hostile to intruders. Some climbed trees, while other caught fish better than the most skilled Riverclan cat. They were the stuff of legends; clever, powerful, fast, dominant. It seemed that nothing could stop them, from what he'd heard.
However, even those mighty creatures felt the icy winds of Leaf-fall and Leaf-bare, and they could not last the white days. So they ate more then their fill, and then slept through the snow and ice.
Thank Starclan they don't live in these woods...
Then again, it was possible that they did. Only, no clan cat had ever recorded sighting one in the woods. Yet this didn't necessarily mean that it was completely impossible. Rather, it was unlikely.
Smiling to himself, Arrowflight padded across the moors, white pelt standing out against the golden background.
"What a lovely day."
He purred, sighing as he cast his gaze up towards the foggy sky. It wasn't really a nice day, but the tom was at a lack of things to say to himself, so it had just slipped out on its own.

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