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So, this is the place Mystie was telling me all about.
The cat glanced around absently, her flame-point furs shifting in the light breeze. He had told her that he had ended up here for a little while, or at least that he knew the DayClan leader, or something. She had a way of looking like she was paying attention to her brother but truthfully giving him less than the time of day. It wasn't that she didn't care what he had to say, necessarily; it was more like she was constantly preoccupied. Even when she hadn't seen her brother in moons, she found herself distracted enough to only listen to half of it. You couldn't blame her, though; he had a parrot. That was pretty distracting.
Gossamer Alessandra let out a sigh, before padding onto the territory. This was what she did almost at all times. She was bound by no laws, nor did she care if she got into scraps with cats whose territories she wandered through. After all, Gossamer Alessandra could handle her own...
Post by Honeystorm on Dec 19, 2019 18:42:14 GMT -5
"You'd think Glowstar would have gotten sick of all the intruders by now. I'm starting to think she likes not being able to tell one border from the next." Fia Cendrillon mused, slipping up beside this newcomer. She could have attacked, but honestly, she didn't really want to bother today. Gossamer wasn't stealing prey, so until she started getting violent, or someone else from DayClan questioned this interaction, the Immortal Council member let it lie. Not like there was much this she-cat could do anyhow. DayClan wasn't exactly a clan of plenty in leaf-bare, and actually tended to fare worse than most. "So, do you have an actual reason for being here, or did you just want to annoy some clan cats?"
"A little bit of both," the she-cat replied with a faint shrug. It wasn't exactly a lie. Eventually, even if Mysterium hadn't pointed her in this direction, she probably would have made it to DayClan. It was her personal mission to bother each of the clans, and she had just concluded her route with the MountainClans. That meant the Forest Clans were probably next on her agenda, although she had taken a pit stop in Primal Instinct to visit her favorite - well, by default - brother. But, she had picked DayClan next for a reason, even if she was only fuzzy on the details as to why exactly.
"At some point, my brother lived here, or knew Glowstar, or something. I can never quite keep things straight," she mewed with a half-frown. She was so delicate looking that it was absolutely deceiving. "Either way, I was on this side of the forest and supposed it was time to check out all the hullaballoo anyways, if only for my own personal knowledge." She then smiled sheepishly at the she-cat, her eyes focused on her frame.
"My name is Gossamer Alessandra, but you can call me Goss or Gossamer, if you'd like," she then meowed with a purr.
