Boundary

[Raven]

Raven looked over the boundary and just watched. He noticed that Tribe of Dark lands territory looked a little different. He just stodd there and looked at it weirdly.

[Raven]

Raven prodded the hard ground on his side of the boundary. He always wondered what grass felt like since Canyonlands territory and camp was made up of dirt/mud, and very little grass. "Only if grass was in the canyon." Raven sighs.
"There once was young'un." A she-cat meows from his side. "When the canyon was just a place for animals to feed and no cats lived in it. Do you see now why no grass is in the canyon anymore, the animals mostly ate it all."
"But I don't understand? Why would they do that?" Raven meows looking over at the she-cat. Her light-brown pelt sparkled like the moon.
"Raven, dear, they did so they wouldn't go hungry, but all the large animals that ate it died once there wasn't enough grass. I wish grass was still in it, but now the canyon's ground is just too dry to grow a lot of grass." The she-cat purrs and then disappears.
"But, Leaf!" Raven wails trying to get the she-cat to come back. Once he notices she won't come back he sighs and looks back at Lands territory.

[Fern]

Fern padded happily over to the boundary "Hi Raven" she purred then looked at his face "Whatcha thinkin about?"

[Raven]

Raven shook himself. "Oh, nothing." He meows. "Now what I want you to do is smell the scent that is on the other side of the border, but don't cross it."

[Fern]

Fern inhaled the scent "Very...fresh, hey whats that green stuff?" she asked gesturing towards the grass

[Raven]

That's grass, Fern. Something we don't have." Raven meows and then sighs. "That's what I was thinking about and then Leaf came to me and told me why we don't have grass."

[Fern]

"Leaf? Whos leaf? And is grass soft, it looks far softer then rock"

[Raven]

"Leaf was Canyonlands leader before you were born. I don't know if grass is softer than rock, but don't try to touch it. You'll be over the boundary line." Raven meows to Fern.

[Fern]

Fern needed her paws into the cold solid rock, "I bet it is. Raven you never exactly explained what the point of patrol is"

[Raven]

"Right." Raven meows. "A patrol is sent to the boundaries to make sure that our scent markers are renewed and that the other tribes didn't trespass in our territory. We only have one true boundary that we share with a tribe."

[Fern]

"Which tribe is that?"

[Raven]

"Tribe of Dark lands. No tribe would set foot on the black grass in the middle of their territory." raven points at an open area in their territory with his tail. "You can see the black grass from here."

[Fern]

"Why is it black? Grass is supposed to be green"

[Raven]

"That was the way the grass has always been, ever since our five tribes came to this place." Raven sits down on the ground.

[Fern]

"I'm sorry I asked so many questions..but I have when more, when are we having a gathering?"