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Alpinehex was one of the newly promoted NightClan warriors and it showed from her boastful demeanor. It was already hard keeping her in check back when she was an apprentice, but as a warrior there was no controlling her overwhelming sense of pride in her name. She probably didn't realize yet that hex wasn't exactly a compliment so much as a warning for the type of girl she was. The kind to curse others with her very existence. This particular night, no surprise, no one wanted to hunt with her, which led to her hunting on her own.
"ICK!" Alpinehex hissed as she shook off the muck she stepped into. There were large puddles everywhere, she had figured she was safe from the rain. It had rained all day after all, but no such luck, just as she reached the point in the territory where she was closer to the wilderness then camp it began to drizzle, she knew soon enough it would turn into a down pour. "Fox dung!" She practically shrieked as she wiped at her eyes. This was not how she pictured warrior life. She was a good warrior, but no one wanted to hangout with her or even be around her. Her normally frizzy fur began to straighten in the rain losing the emotional energy to keep hunting. It was fine. Maybe a break would be nice or for some handsome cutey to come cheer her up maybe?
"Don't like to get your paws dirty, do we?" Came an amused voice from within the shadows. Upon stepping into the dim light of the hidden moon, a large tom with rippling muscles under a soaked shadowy cloak approached, captivating golden eyes that illuminated in the darkness like they were somehow infused with drops of the mid-day sun. When he smiled, it seemed to chase away the darkness around them, making the forest seem a bit more brighter despite the heavy rain. "Perhaps the kittypet life is more your style, hm?"
