Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-1829516-20131214202941/@comment-1829516-20131214203519

The ginger tom, Bay, as he was called, stared at Daisypaw. He inspected how she moved, inhaling her scent from above. NightClan... He clarified from the smell of the apprentice, but something was off about her. She didn't have the scent as other NightClan cats he'd seen, she had a different smell to her.

"Loner perhaps?" He murmured softly. But he quieted himself, eager to see what else the apprentice would do.