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Poppymask had always said she was the best Garden Keeper in SummerClan. Debatable, surely, but no one could argue that she wasn't good at her craft. It was pursuit of her passion was what lead her to cross the MoonClan border tonight.
Epiphyllum oxypetalum. Night-Blooming Cereus. Queen of the Night.
An exceedingly rare and beautiful white flower, she had only heard stories of it, never seen it in person. She had thought perhaps that DayClan's White Tree may have been one of these rare blossoms, but her hopes were dashed when she saw it in person, blooming under the bright sun without any trepidation. No, if there was a home for this flower which only bloomed in the dead of night, then it would be either MoonClan or NightClan.
And MoonClan as closer.
So, Poppymask made her way across the border, her nose to the ground and her bondi blue eyes shining bright in the moonlight, looking for the fabled tree that may or may not exist while totally ignoring any other signs of life around her.
Post by strawberrycupid on Sept 15, 2020 16:04:12 GMT -5
Walking onto Moonclan territory wasn't normally a death sentence, though things had gotten stricter since the whole Star God thing started. Undeadecho didn't know what to think, and he mostly didn't care. Moonclan felt more like a pitstop on the road map that was his life. Eventually, he wondered if he would forget it too. Today must have been Poppymask's lucky day, cause it was the languid new warrior that found her. Even from the walk, the smell of Summerclan stuck to her. They were never one's to mess with others, least he figured since he couldn't remember any other Summerclan cat he met.
"What sort of strong breeze blows a Summerclan flower all the way here to no man's land?" Undeadecho didn't jump out, pin her to the ground, bare his teeth. Wasn't his style. Even for a young warrior, he was pretty tall and hefty, covered in long fur that would be a death sentence in Summerclan. Silvery grey with pitch black tabby markings that were uniform enough to look painted on and gilded eyes that blinked at her unimpressedly. "Aka, what are you doing here?" He droned.
Poppymask didn't seem phased at all to be found out, she was doing StarClan's work as far as she concerned, it was her life mission to collect every flower and she was going to do it or die trying. But she knew she wouldn't really die, she was too cute for a cruel fate like that. The flame-point she-cat turned to face Undeadecho to tell him to mind his business when she caught sight of his handsome face and all other thoughts immediately jumped ship for a good thirty seconds. He was so attractive with beautiful tabby markings and luxurious fur, even fluffier than her own pelt, she wanted to rub her paws through it, then her face...
"..............." She just started at the MoonClan tom for a moment before snapping out of it, but that didn't mean the attraction she felt had gone anywhere, "..... I'm looking for a very rare flower called the Queen of the Night," she explained, getting right up in the tom's personal space, "But I can't find it... do you know where it is, handsome?"
Post by strawberrycupid on Oct 21, 2020 15:45:15 GMT -5
Undeadecho stared at this mystery she-cat. And then blinked. And then blinked again. She was just staring at him... menacingly. He waved a paw in front of her face and still nothing. "You okay?" He started to ask but jumped when she finally spoke. Suddenly, he was pressed between her and a tree, feeling like a stray claw was gonna dance through his fur at a moment's notice. Was... that what she wanted? He had never heard of this Queen of the Night. Sounded made up to him. Were Summerclan cats this forward? Undeadecho... kinda liked it. "A flower, huh? What does it look like, gorgeous? I might be able to help you find it."
"It's a large, beautiful flower, white as the moon herself with too many petals to count," She explained, her face getting closer and closer to Unedeadecho's until her whiskers brushed against his, "They either grow on trees or on vines that climb up them..." Poppymask's paw touched the MoonClan tom's and she slowly drew it upward until she was cupping his head in her paw, "Absolutely breathtaking. You can't miss it. Or so that's what I've been told..."
Her mind was beginning to wander. She may or may not find this flower, but there were other treasures, and she was right away smitten with this tom. The last tom she'd had a fling with had had short fur and rippling muscles. In contrast, Undeadecho was like a cloud she could find herself getting tangled up with, "... are you sure you've never seen one?"
Post by strawberrycupid on Nov 30, 2020 20:24:13 GMT -5
Maybe they were this forward. Undeadecho's whiskers twitched as she got closer, completely encapsulating his view. He was young, with all the confidence in the world that let him stay still. Even leaning a little into her paw. His own slowly trailed up her arm until it pressed her paw into his cheek. She could feel the purr rumbling in his throat when he spoke again. "Well, the description does ring a few bells." He lied through his teeth, somewhat. It may have sounded familiar, but Undeadecho was more entranced at how her eyes drew him in rather than a flower. "It's pretty deep though, into the core of the territory. But you expected to go all the way for this flower, right?"
