What are we doing out here!? - [Milkdapple/Wishingstar]

With an annoyed flick of his tail, he entered the den. Immediatly hos nose wrinkled at the dusky smell inside. "Geez" he muttered. "Did no one clear out the store before they left?"

Entering the den with the leader, he could tell what Wishingstar was talking about. The smell of musty, old medicine herbs filled the den. His nose wrinkle up as well, batting a paw at the unused storage and the scent lifted making Milkdapple sneeze, shaking his pelt and leaving the den. What. A. Waste!

"Well, no supplies, no hint of thunderclan left." Wishingstar muttered to himself, before exiting the den. "Come, we have news to report to the clan."


And with that he bounded out of the overgrown camp, dissapearing into the woods, following their scent back home.


-done done doneeeeee-