The scent that floated across the lands was not right to him, and his heart raced, his two tone eyes looking towards shadowclan territory, where the thick, and heavy smell of blood, mixed with both shadowclan and windclan cats pulled from. "oh no.. Snakepaw, go back to the camp! Now!" He yowled in a commanding tone, before dashing off towards the shadowclan territory. He hoped he wasn't too late to be any good.
((gunna take him to the battle.))