Perhaps this visit would be more of a slap in the face to WindClan than a welcomed one, especially with Mink and Crowflight within the patrol. Two former WindClanners, traitors, were sitting up in the mountains well fed while their former clan stood below starving and hiding away from twolegs. But while the tribe was well fed they had other problems, like... that over grown cat lurking within the mountains that would pounce on them in an instant if it laid eyes on them. She had seen it, seen the size of its paws, its maw... it was almost enough to make her want to hide away in the cave for eternity. But she stayed strong... she spent too much of her life hiding away. Too much of it being scared.
The cat she used to be was a stranger to her now, and Mink never wanted to be her again.
But she wouldn't forget the cats she had loved when she was Minkpaw, Minkkit, even Minksplash.
There were cats within this clan she considered both kin and friend suffering in this clan, she wouldn't just stand by knowing they were suffering... So she was glad the tribe had agreed to help them.
In her jaw Mink dragged a hawk along with her, it was heavy... so perhaps someone on the patrol had decided to help her out with it. Maybe the others had also brought along another hawk? But for certain today WindClan would be receiving a hawk, big enough to fill the bellies of quite a few cats. She just hoped it was enough to help somewhat...
As they arrive at the border of the place she once called home, she drops the bird. "We must be careful. Crowflight said the threat of twolegs were strong... the farm is near on the other end of the territory but you never know. Right?" She says looking to her sibling for reassurance. "But... a patrol should be here soon. I hope at least." With a flick of her ear she sits down and waits.
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