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Post by Secretkit on Sept 11, 2020 23:43:01 GMT -5
The sun was rising and lightening the sky to a pale grey as the morning began to arrive, chasing away the still darkness that the moon had left behind and replacing it minute by minute with shades of amber and peach. Somewhere within FallClan territory, close to the border the Clan shared with frosty WinterClan, the small ginger she-cat warrior Hollywhisper was picking her way through the fern with an intense look upon her countenance. The light of motivation shone within her green eyes as she moved, and each step forward was filled with purpose.
Squirrels. During a patrol a day or so previous, she'd spied a trio of them stashing away berries and nuts that they'd been collecting from within the territory. Unable to pursue them at the time she had memorized the location of their hideaway as precisely as she could and, with the knowledge that she hadn't been scheduled for a patrol that morning, had awoken full of anticipation and ready to hunt. Morning dew caught on her ginger pelt as she moved, and clung to her in droplets that occasionally scattered as she broke into a run. It was time to provide!
This close to the border, from looks around, one could probably mistake Travellore for a Winterclan cat. Her fluffy white and grey fur would have fit in perfectly to the other clan, but it was in Fallclan that her heart laid. There was so much to explore in Fallclan, and since she had failed to volunteer for the earliest patrols this morning, she had been exploring the territory on her own since dawn under the disguise of hunting. Of course, that excuse didn't fool anyone, but as long as she brought something back to camp, no one would actually complain. That meant she actually had to find something, though.
She pushed aside the weight of her duties to the back of her mind, instead soaking in the excitement of her exploration as she pushed her way through the ferns none too subtly. The map in her head distracted her, and so she was unaware of the other she-cat nearby, as well as just how noisy she was actually being. Was there anywhere nearby that she had meant to explore earlier? Any hidden entrances to the Crystal Cavern? Not that she could remember, but that didn't mean she wouldn't look for anything.
