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She glanced over the border with longing in her gaze. Of course, such longing was often times hidden deep within her; Umbrapaw knew that it wasn't a productive thing to wonder what the rest of the world looked like. After all, she was stuck in this particular corner of it. She let out a sigh, before rising to her paws. The thin she-cat had already sat there for too long, considering the sights and sounds that lay on the other side of the boundary, what the world looked like outside of the chains of SummerClan. Soon, they would come looking for her. It was better to look like she was doing something productive when they came. She was turning to leave when she heard a voice... StarClan be damned, I was too long, she thought with a frown, before turning towards it. She didn't recognize it, but she seldom recognized other cats. They all blurred together, one continuous cycle of interactions that meant nothing. Maybe that's why she longed to wander.
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Post by Spiderheart on Aug 16, 2019 0:35:13 GMT -5
"I was wondering when you would move." The voice came from above, a sleek grey tom with amber eyes sat looking down at the she-cat from his tree perch. He held no clan scent as he was not from one, no this lithe cat was nothing more than a kittypet who often wandered the territories guarded by the wild. With little effort he jumped to the forest floor, he was not large but the blank look upon his face hinted that he wasn't soft like most that lived with twolegs, staying a few tail lengths from Umbrapaw he sat down and let a smile cross his face. His features seemed to light up with the grin. He had been sitting in the tree when she had arrived, curious about what she was doing he chose not to reveal himself. Intrest sparked within him as she sat gazing, she didn't seem happy and he wanted to know why. "Are you alright?" He asked tilting his head slightly to the side, his amber orbs not leaving her.
