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"No matter what other people may say, we are the protagonists of the world." - Keji Akaashi
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Post by rika on Jun 10, 2019 19:05:14 GMT -5
She trudged halfheartedly through the sparse undergrowth, clambering over rocks and scaling them with ease. She was glad she knew the territory much better now, because she knew it would be near impossible for her to navigate such a difficult set of terrain. Especially at night. She flicked her ears back, glancing up at the sky with its sprinkle of stardust. Despite the calming beauty of the galaxy above her, she had to admit she absolutely hated being alone in the dark. Her uncle hadn't been anywhere she could find, so Opaldust had been forced to set out alone. She knew that even if she had asked Ghostmemory to come with her, though, she probably would have just been scolded and told to do it herself. That it was technically her fault for not coming back sooner to fetch her stash of prey.
Opaldust swallowed and pulled herself through a thick set of underbrush, before toppling with a cry of alarm down an unexpectedly steep hill. She came to a skidding halt at the base, her body aching. She winced as she stood, but noted that nothing severe had happened. Only a few bumps and bruises. Perking up, she surveyed her surrounding and felt her stomach drop suddenly. The terrain was different, and she had been so disoriented, she had no idea where she was. Pelt ruffling uneasily, she cast her head around wildly, before letting out a yelp of alarm as something pushed its way forcefully through a stubborn set of brambles. She couldn't see who this new cat was, friend or foe, so she hissed in a terrified mew, "D-don't come any closer! I-I-I'll attack if you do!"
Jade had quickly become like a mountain goat. The various rocky cliffs had become a home to him now and when he saw Opaldust disappear down a hill, he moved towards her. If he was right it meant to edge of WinterClan territory. Taking a hidden path that ended in brambles, he emerged mostly unscathed except for patches of slightly thinner fur.
“I really ask that you don’t.” Jade was nearing the end of his runaway status and close to becoming a full solider. The blue tabby tom considered himself one of the clan and as such meant no harm to any of WinterClan. He still stood a tail length away just Incase Opaldust decided he was a threat.
"No matter what other people may say, we are the protagonists of the world." - Keji Akaashi
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Post by rika on Jun 11, 2019 14:31:06 GMT -5
She fought the way her pelt instinctively ruffled up along her spine and shoulders, willing the thundering pound of her heart to die down. But despite his otherwise roguish scent, he also held traces of WinterClan there. He must be a Runaway, then. Straightening as she was filled with a newfound confidence, Opaldust shook her head and said, "S-sorry, I'm just... jumpy, is all. I wasn't expecting to fall all the way down here, to the border."
The cream furred she-cat paused to draw a paw over her face, smoothing down any tufts of fur. A stick or two even fell from her head. "A-anyways. Wat's your name? You smell like WinterClan... though I've never actually seen you around."
