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Finally, an easy journey. As Levee made his way to the NightClan boarder he couldn't help but be more relaxed, for once he didn't have to leave his own territory. He didn't have to wake up early to meet Flamingstar during the day because they were both nocturnal, the hardest part of this whole meeting would whether or not Flamingstar would even show up, and if she did then making a good impression was his biggest concern. It would be easier living side by side if their two clans could come to a mutual understanding, or that was his hope anyway. He sat as still as he could on his side of the boarder, trying not to seem anxious as he waited.
Flamingstar made her way to the Moonclan border. Apparently Levee wanted to meet at the border. She had received the message by one of his Bishop's, requesting the two of them meet by the border. Despite Flamingstar being paranoid, she surprisingly asked her Loyal Guard to stay in camp while she made the journey alone. Her swelling belly swayed as she passed through the forest with confidence. Worst case scenario, if it were a trap, she would figure something out. It wasn't long before she saw Levee sitting on his side of the border. She slowed her pace before approaching. As she stepped out of the shadows, the moon hit her fiery fur and illuminated it with a silvery glow. The bright light made her turquoise eyes shimmer and swirl like two perfectly polished pearls. "Levee." Flamingstar greeted, giving a polite dip of her head before taking a seat at a respectable distance away from the Moonclan leader.
Leviathan dipped his head respectfully in return to the ginger she cat as she sat down. He was careful not to stare or let his gaze linger over her too long. "Flamingstar" he greeted cheerfully, careful to bite back the purr that rose in his throat, he had a terrible habit about giving the wrong reaction in most situations. It was something he tried and failed repeatedly to work on, and he especially didn't want to risk making the NightClan leader uncomfortable. "You're looking well" he purred. His twitched irritably at the slip. Still he was smiling even as his claws sank into the ground below his paws as he began to anxiously knead the grass. "Forgive me for asking you out here like this, we didn't get a chance speak properly last we saw each other."
When he spoke about her looking well, her gaze drifted to her pregnant belly. "Um, thank you." She responded, looking back up at the tom, feeling a bit uncomfortable at the compliment but feeling more at ease at the Moonclan leader's friendliness. "And it's no problem meeting you out here. It's not too far of a walk and I'm awake at this hour, the same as you." She shrugged. Though, as they spoke, she kept checking the air for any fresh Moonclan scents that would indicate wether or not an ambush was waiting. "Yes, I don't think we have properly met. Obviously we know each other's names from the gatherings, already. Is this why you have asked to meet me here tonight?"
