"You're going to freeze out here with a pelt like that," Indigocrown's pelt may have been short but it was thick, hardy, and made for the winterclan cold through many generations. "Judging by the sounds of things, you would rather be here than somewhere else," She admittedly was curious but wasn't going to pry into the she-cats business, it wasn't that interesting or useful for either of them. The heir stopped a foot short of the warrior and motioned with her head to follow, "Come on, I know a good way to warm up," It would make them both useful too which tended to be one of her top priorities. Loyalty was her first duty.

The she-cat's temper barely swayed Indigocrown. Her world was filled with ill-tempered cats both young and old. She wasn't much better herself in all honesty. "It may not be much longer, but mine is thicker. My family has survived Winterclan's harsh climate for many generations." She had inherited her grandfather's short but think grizzled tan pelt and long pointed ears. "Fine, freeze out here. It is surely none of my business." Her response was sharp and dry. "Maybe I was feeling a bit soft this morning."

She tipped her head at the warriors sudden interest in moving away from camp but didn't question it. There was surely a reason she didn't want to go home and Indigocrown understood that to a degree. There was a time when she'd been like that as well and even now she had cats to avoid, it had been seasons since she'd spoken to her own littermate. "No, I'd rather stay out and about for a bit," too much business and politics awaiting me, she though but left it at that. No one needed to know she was procrastinating for a few hours. "I was going to do a little patrolling on my own, I heard some reports about bear scent down by the falls. I'm not going to be a fool and chase bears but I do want to see for myself."

"Bear tracks." It was a confirmation and she swung in the direction of the falls. "It's supposed to be just east of the falls, so we will stay downwind and out of sight." The warrior was correct, they didn't need to be seen by any bears. To a bear, cats their size could be a lunch snack or just a fun toy depending on their mood. Not how Indigocrown wanted to go out. "Have you scouted for bears before?" They were uncommon so most cats never had to deal with them if they were fortunate.

(My toxic trait is using recent threads instead of saved threads xD this is why I lose stuff) She nodded slowly, sensing the she-cats apprehension over the subject. A wise cat was apprehensive and feared the ginormous creatures. Bears were not to be messed with lightly, especially one that had kits in during the warmer seasons. They usually wandered down the mountain in search for warmth and meals but were occasionally found on Winterclan's territory. One of the risks of having caves after all. "Once, when I was a very young warrior. It was maybe a fortnight after my naming ceremony and I had a scrape with a very young bear, still just a kit really. It still had long sharp talons and a deadly bite but the three of us fended it off. I have one of it's claws as a trophy." One of her fancier garments was four bracelets lined with claws from both prey and predator alike. Some preferred roses, ivy, crystals, feathers, capes, crowns, but she preferred to show off her prowess as a warrior. Indigocrown was not old by any means, but she was certainly not a young warrior either. She stood at five full winters on her lifetime and this would be her sixth. She smiled a little sadly at the memory. Those had been the days when she had nothing to worry about. Her and her brother were thick as thieves, her mother was still alive and proud winterclan warrior. Now the memories of those days had a thick veil pulled tight over them. They were painful memories that filled her with longing and weakness. The grizzled she-cats gaze hardened. "If there is a bear, I want to make sure it doesn't settle here." achromatic

She laughed at that, "You're right that fighting a bear is a suicide mission. One I don't intend to embark on. If anything we might scare it from a great height or scope out it's den so it can be blocked off when they wander away. The only reason I walked away from that bear when I was young was because it was still a kit and relied on its mother. Bear kits are still dangerous but they do not have the training or knowledge to defend themselves the way adults do. We were backed into a corner and it was our only option." She paused, thinking of the claw stored carefully inside her den, "For a kit, their claws are still huge though. If it had been the mother we surely would have died." In the following days she had run the scenario many times over in her head and there was no way to take down a creature that size. Not even with a whole clan and the casualties certainly wouldn't be worth it. Her eyes swept over the warrior before turning back to their path, they were almost there. "We always stay downwind. Don't let it see you. If you see a big cave don't go in there, that's probably a den." She felt a little silly explaining this as if Sinkingsaturn were an apprentice but it was all important information if they wanted to leave their alive and with all their fur intact. If they were lucky there wouldn't be any kind of creature. It would be uneventful and they could just go home and have a nice nap or something.