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The sun was saying it's farewells as darkness began to take over light once more. It was rather warm out despite it barely being greenleaf as the last rays of light sunk below the horizon. A gentle warm breeze rustled the budding tree branches above. A large shadow moved within the borders of Nightclan territory. The scent of rogue drifted on the wind.
Post by phoenixxiii on Mar 19, 2019 19:56:17 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Cannalily was out for a night time walk, just to clear her head. She had only just woken up, and was walking off the nightmares of the family she so horribly lost. Her tail hung low as she trudged along, not at all thinking about where she was going or why.
The black shadow slid up a tree stealthily. It crept along the branches until suddenly...snap one of the tree branches broke and the cat fell in front of Cannalily and landed with an awkward thud. "Oof" the black figure grunted as he hit the ground. Then a pair of bright green eyes blinked open at Cannalilly and stared at her. Though the eyes didn't hold any hostility nor fear. They were almost...playful and charming.
"Nah. Happens more often than not." He admitted. As she closed in on him, he backed away. He didn't entirely trust this cat. He didn't know her. Being a rogue, life was tough. Any rogue cat knows not to trust just any cat. "Wait...your one of those clan cats, aren't you?" he asked, circling her. He had heard about them and had seen them pass by ever now and again. Though this was the first time he had been in contact with one.+
"Nightclan?" He copied. Then thought for a moment, stopping his circling. "I don't usually cross the borders but today I was hunting and it ran across. I chased after it not realizing that I, too, had crossed it. When I saw you coming, I tried to hide up in the tree. You saw how that turned out." He twitched his whiskers in amusement. "Names Shadow. What is yours?"
Post by phoenixxiii on Mar 20, 2019 12:16:33 GMT -5
"Cannalily." She introduced herself happily. "Shadow, you're really lucky you ran into me instead of my friend Larkwing, or anyone else for that matter. If someone else had come, you might have gotten into a fight! And that wouldn't be good..."
Post by phoenixxiii on Mar 20, 2019 12:28:02 GMT -5
"Oh, Larkwing is super cool!" Cannalily said. "He's the deputy of our Clan, really nice, and one of my best friends." She had glossed over the compliment, and it wasn't clear if that was on purpose or not.
Post by phoenixxiii on Mar 21, 2019 7:15:18 GMT -5
"Oh, okay." Cannalily said. "Safe travels, and please be careful in the future. I don't want you to get hurt if you run into someone who isn't as forgiving!" She smiled, her tail waving.
Post by phoenixxiii on Mar 21, 2019 10:45:39 GMT -5
"Hub?" Cannalily was caught off guard by the question. He wanted to see her again? Why? Just because she didn't fight him off their territory? She was flattered but nervous.
"Um... It might be dangerous to try and see me. I don't leave camp much except to go on my walks. If you were in NightClan it might be easier, but..."
