Rockfowl skidded around the edges of the cliff on the borders of Earthclan, carefully eyeing the territory for any signs of hostiles. Every bird, mouse, or mole he saw, he ignored. He'd come back later for a couple of catches only after securing the radius of Earthclan he was scanning. Small pants puffed out as he rapidly quickened, turning into greater breaths. As the moments passed he stopped, it seemed no one was around. He groaned,"I better get back to camp...", Rockfowl said lightly to himself. His eyes waved towards East and started making his distance away from the cliffs, a visible distance from Earthclan camp now. After the moments had passed as he was walking back to camp his energy regenerated enough to breathe casually, though his limbs still felt tired.
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