THE DETECTIVE;;
It had taken the now five month old cub a few weeks to find his clan, since he had not heard the announcement that they were moving he had woken up one day to find all of them gone. It had scared him more than anything, he thought they'd all died considering Bloodclan was now resting upon their old home. One had been kind enough to point him in the direction of where they said they were going and leave it at that.
One thing he had not prepared for was mountains.
It was a four day journey up the monstrous peaks, even if the camp was not at the very top. By the time he got there Pluto was exhausted, his body thin and frail. His scarf lay defiantly around his neck, navy blue against light fur. Anyone who found him would see him collapsed on the ground sleeping with a face not even his sister had seen before. He didn't look on guard for once in his life.
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