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Freckledorange was hunting a rabbit when an odd pecking sound echoed across the land. The rabbits ears twitched and before Freckledorange could even act the rabbit had launched himself through a thick patch of bushes. Freckledorange stared hopelessly after the rabbit as a fog surrounded the land, as he soon began to realize that he was lost within their own territory. In the distance he could hear a river, cats often went to the river so he called out if anyone was there. But even if someone was there it was impossible to see even a fox length in front of he at this point.
Post by Honeystorm on Jun 14, 2019 15:00:42 GMT -5
She arrived in silence, smoke and ash with ember flickers wreathing through the fog until it formed the visage of Fia Cendrillon. "Well hello there." The Bright Brigade she-cat commented, voice seeming to seep the warmth from their surroundings. She glanced around briefly, though quickly realized it was fruitless to do so "I assume it was you that called?"
His ears flattened. How he died to be a member of DayClan's Bright Brigade and Fia had gotten in at such a young age. He'd been so jealous and he was still training to be a bright brigade member, "Yeah, I'm the one that called," Freckledorange said, "I'm uh... Kind of last," He admitted a bit shyly.
Post by Honeystorm on Jun 27, 2019 13:25:43 GMT -5
"Why didn't you just start walking?" Fia questioned bluntly, as though that were a rather obvious solution. "Can't really find anything in this fog, so may as well start walking. We can see each other an the ground, so we can keep an eye out for dangers. Worst that happens is we run directly into a badger or some equally as dangerous creature." Besides, she knew, that camp was vaguely some distance behind her, so she turned, using Frekledorange's position to ensure she was facing the right way, and disappeared. "Coming or not?" She called, her voice guiding him towards her, though she didn't sound more than a few fox lengths away, at most. She was a tracker, so it would be easy enough for her to find one of the general paths and lead them either directly back to camp, or to one of the other notable places on the territory, from which they could either backtrack, or stay at until the fog cleared. Assuming they didn't eventually meet the end of it simply by walking one way or other.
Post by Honeystorm on Jun 30, 2019 22:39:52 GMT -5
"Just yours." Her voice was deadpan, and if the air didn't seem chilled before, it was downright frozen now as she quietly slipped around beside her uncle through the fog and tackled him. Of course, Fia's claws were sheathed, she wasn't really planning on killing him, but it just seemed too good an opportunity to pass up and tease him. He wasn't wrong though. She hadn't really killed anyone. Well, ones that DayClan had found out about anyway, and that was pretty much the same thing.
"You sure I should come towards your voice?" Freckledorange asked, but was already by Fia's side, "So you can help me find my way back and not tell everyone I got lost in my own territory?"
