The days without a single patrol on his schedule left Typhoonclaw restless. He was not suited for sitting around the camp, no matter how many times he was told to rest. He tried. He really did! For a whole... twenty minutes!

Growing too irritated with idling, Typhoonclaw slipped out of camp. Maybe a sprint through the trees would release all of the excess energy. If he got rid of that, then maybe he could focus on something more productive. Like hunting... Or fighting a badger...

Leaning back on his haunches, the massive tomcat readied himself. Three, two, one-- he launched forward, long strides swift. The wind pulled at his long pelt, and the undergrowth whipped and rustled as he passed. Unfortunately for him, Orchidclan's territory did not span across eternity.

Typhoonclaw slammed on the brakes as the trees thinned. His sprint slowed into a casual stride. There was little point in attempting to be stealthy as he neared the border; his hulking frame prevented him from hiding unless there was a thick enough tree trunk or a boulder.

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