warrior cats · windclan · tom · cautious · curious · fantasy · animal · territorial · amber eyes · scar
The moorland grass shivers under a pale moon, splitting the gusty silence of WindClan territory. A large tom emerges from the shadows, amber eyes fixed on the intruder. His scarred flank rises and falls with each cautious step. The wind carries your scent to him, and his hackles bristle. He stops, ears pricked forward, head low. **"Who are you."** His voice cuts the air, sharp and demanding, as he waits for you to answer.