Pearlshine slowly turned to where the scent seemed to be coming from.

"Do… Do you think we should follow it?" Pearlshine asked timidly, almost shrinking back from the scent.

Mintstorm flicked an ear as he recognized slight fear in his companion's voice. Another reason he kept Pearlshine around was, when it came down to the grindstone, she was just another cat to follow his orders, albeit one with an opinion he actually considered.

"Afraid? You should be excited. Killing a fox is a great way to get some respect around here. I think we should follow it and see where it goes. Maybe if we're lucky, it'll head off to another Clan and kill an apprentice or two." Mintstorm grinned, a wicked gleam in his emerald eyes.

"Well…" she turned her head towards him, a small smile forming. "When you put it that way…" Almost every cat knew about Pearlshine's distaste for kits and apprentices. After her last two apprentices… disappeared, she hadn't been given a new one. Though, no cat suspected that she'd get enjoyment out of one dying.

She immediately pressed herself low to the ground, already in stalking position. After a moment she sat back up "Wait… you don't think it'll kill us or anything, right?"

Mintstorm snorted.

"Long as we stay low and maybe push an idiot in its path, we'll be fine Pearlshine. Unless..." The tom blinked, an idea popping up like frightened prey in his mind. "You'd like to serve as a decoy and run it straight into the Thunderclan base?" His tone suggested he might make her actually go through with it just to satisfy his vile humor. However, he shook his head. "Let's just hope for the best."

"I'm not risking my tail just so you can get a sick laugh" she glared at him "But, I am not opposed to running it straight into Thunderclan territory. Might catch a kittypet or apprentice… I'm not over here all that often." She paused and looked around. "If we're at the Shadowclan halfbridge, Thunderclan is…" She flicked her tail to the east "That way, correct?"

With a nod of the head, the impatient tom agreed. He then proceeded to pad onwards, not caring if Pearlshine was still trying to skulk in secrecy or if she padded like a normal feline behind. Mintstorm was now thinking of how much praise he'd receive if he managed to bring the fox's corpse back to Shadowclan. Blackstar might even share a piece of prey with him in public after something so heroic, right? Right.

Mintstorm and Blackstar had a close friendship/rivary that eventually turned into something more. The idea of two males being mated together was completely unheard of in the Clans… one could only imagine the awkward feelings the two battled with when it started. For now, the love the two shared was behind closed claws. Blackstar was the leader of Shadowclan, after all. Weakness of any sort could not be shown. So, the two acted like a leader and a warrior, with loyalty the only bond between them while open to the eyes of the clans.

Mintstorm let out a deep rumble of a growl as he padded, not listening to anything Pearlshine might've been saying. Love was certainly a weakness. It made you stupid. It causes doubt in the most simple of situations. It's emotional catnip, a drug, he knew this. Yet a faint pink hue always erupted on the tom's nose whenever he thought of Blackstar, which was evident at this moment.

Pearlshine prattled endlessly about various cats as they attempted to follow the scent. If Pearlshine had one weakness, it was gossip. She had to know every detail about every cat. Obtaining this information was never very difficult for her. She was very friendly and cats readily opened up to her. Normally, she just spread the information to as many cats as she could, entrancing a large crowd with a wild tale. Occasionally, with very confidential information, she used it for her own gain, blackmailing other cats into doing her bidding.

The only other weakness Pearlshine had was for a certain Thunderclan cat: Jayfeather. She saw the blind cat at a Gathering and has been infatuated since. She loved his gruff demeanor, and witty comebacks. They had never actually had a conversation before, but that didn't deter her.

"So, then Ratwind and Fluff-" Pearlshine halted to a stop as she noticed they were sort of crooked from their original goal.

"Hey, Mintstorm?"

No response.

"Mintstorm!" She nearly screeched.

Mintstorm crossed his eyes at the unattractive wailing of Pearlshine. Nothing could be thought about while that was in the air, not even his undying love for the magnificent and powerful Blackstar. He turned his head and snarled, not really caring what she had to say.

"What in the world do you want?! Unless my nose is buried in the butt of that fox, quiet your teeth!"

"About that…" She looked down "I think that I smell more Thunderclan than fox right now…"