you wind through the scrawny pine trees, squinting as you try to make out anything in the think fog. you journey on, padding on the moss ground. the territory gives of an almost silencing aura, like this will be the last thing you see. you step into a clearing, and although you could have sworn there were cats just a second ago, the clearing appears. . . empty? before you know it, a cream colored cat appears from the shadows, their light fur hastily shoved under a moss cape. they give you a friendly smile and are about to speak, before being stop by an annoyed look that seems to come from the shadows itself. they mew cautiously, but still with some what of a friendly tone. " uh, hello th-there. what brings you to shadowclan camp? "
