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She was young, a new hunter, and with the new freedom came a reckless abandon towards the rule and even her own safety. She had explore every nook of the Lunar Estate, the cathedral, the rivers, the forests. She felt she knew the whole territory better than anyone and with that certainty came the desire to see more, to explore more.
It wasn't surprising that on that morning her paws carried her to the border and then carried her even a little further. She felt a thrill run along her spine as she stood in a different clans territory, a clan that had a reputation so vicious, so larger than life. So unlike her own little clan that had become insular and isolated themselves from others in fear of being burned as they once were with sunclan. A laugh bubbled out of her and she let it out, fearless in the moment in time.
A large black tom picked his way through his territory silently, determined to hide away from the horrors that lay within his home without being found. Satyrsong so desperately needed an escape from the chaotic cruelty that had pillaged his clan lately and found it on the outskirts of territory where he daydreamed of a home laxer and full of love. It seemed so many of his clan were shrouding their true malicious personalities until this point, and it repulsed him further and further from them. Indeed, it drove him closer to enemy territory, closer fantasy, closer to love.
It was then, frozen midstep in his own revere that he heard the faintest beautiful bubble of laughter drift towards him. A subtle warmth crept through his bones and he immediately followed the pull towards its source, forgetting about his urge to walk in utter silence.
[ with the changes in moon she's porbably going to be killed/banished after having these kits. I feel like I should state that. you can message me on discord or here to litter plan? ]
The laughter froze only the memory of it ringing through the air as she swore she caught another scent on the wind. Her heartbeat sped up as she considered what to do; if she was caught in Nightclan territory it would be very likely she would loose her very life. And leave behind a mess that Moonclan might struggle to deal with in its current state.
Flicking her tail in agitation she glanced over her shoulder, back the way she had come, at the boundary line she could still clearly see behind her. It lay only a few fox-lengths away but she worried if she made a break towards it whoever was out there might give chase. In the end she stood there, stock still, ears twisted forwards as she listened for the sound of movement.
[ im so sorry for the extreme delay. i had a bit of a dry spell but getting back into my flow. if you still want to continue this rp let me know. ]
The tom's large frame slowly stepped from behind a great pine tree, still mostly hidden under the dark sky, only revealed by his shining eyes as they landed on her. Whether she saw it or not, a charming smile spread across his face, and delight filled his eyes. As he approached the mysterious she-cat his soft voice drifted towards her. "It seems there is always an angel that comes to my aid whenever I need it most." As his greeting came to an end so did the distance between them, and Satyrsong brushed his fur with hers ever so slightly, a deep rumbling purr beginning in his chest.
