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Elyon-kun slipped into WinterClan territory in the dark of the night, sneaking to shadows, stalking like a predator as Innocentia had taught her. Ears pricked forwards mouth open as she sniffed the air for any cats who had strayed alone and close to the edge of the territory that night.
WinterClan cats would certainly be tough, but she figured it was best to get a difficult pick out of the way. After all if she couldn't handle strong opponents she might as well give up now. While she could certainly collect eyes from the likes of say SpringClan cats, or Kittypets, the victory would feel hollow. And though her mother had left when she was small, Elyon wanted to become a hunter after proving her mettle against mighty opponents. She would not come to Marchosais, with a pitiful collection of eyes from only the weak. No, that would be pointless. She would bring him quality eyes as well. A testament to her might, and that she was worthy. Perhaps worthier than any hunter who had performed this task before.
She crouched down beside a bush tasting the air, waiting to see if anyone would draw near.
