The winds bring new enemies [closed]

A soft sigh escaping Galepaw's maw, he lifted his head high, relishing the feeling of warm wind blowing through his long fur. Greenleaf was well on it's way, the frosty air he had grown used to finally warming up. It wouldn't be long now until the heat would be unbearable and it would be a struggle to stay cool.

Keeping a steady, slow pace, he walked the borders, deciding to take his time. It was a nice day, after all, it wouldn't hurt to take longer than normal. When the Thunderpath came into view, he scrunched up his nose, the awful smell coming soon after. This was the most unpleasant part of the territory, he would rather just avoid it altogether. Even so, he was still on duty, so he had to patrol through it anyways. Ears flat against his head and nose scrunched up, he walked beside the Thunderpath, backing away any time he heard the rumble of a monster. After watching a bright red one pass, he noticed movement in the territory beyond, over in Shadowclan. A cat?

Clearing his throat, he approached the edge of the Thunderpath and called out. "Hey, uh, I don't you should be hanging out this close to the Thunderpath, perhaps you should go somewhere else?" His words were far from threatening, but they were still steady and strong so that his point could get across.