Seeking Trouble [TAGGED]

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Lotusflower
Oneclan
Jun 7, 2020 0:12:57 GMT


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The old territories still bordered with OneClan; she would often pace up and down the borders, trying to catch a glimpse or even a scent of what used to be home. Lotusflower sighed slightly as she sat down at the edge of the border, her mind drifting to the past. The long and spacious stretch of the moors, the smell of the newly blooming flowers and tiny rabbits springing past danced in her mind. It was her old home. Lotusflower missed what used to be, but she had embraced the change and was adapting to the new ways of OneClan. Lotusflower found it easy to bond with warriors hailing from Gorge; the two seemed to share dislikes for fish which always made a good ice breaker. A smile curved across her maw as she thought about her recent encounter with Egrethowl. The handsome tom had been a fairly fun tease; the two engaging in a little friendly competition.

The she-cat turned her bright yellow hues away from the border; proceeding forward in her journey. Lotusflower had no real destination other than aimlessly padding back and forth around the borders. It was almost as if she were waiting for something, or someone. But, she had never encountered another here and she had no intentions of meeting anyone. Lotusflower slowed as she reached a small bushel of brightly decorated flowers, she lowered her head and touched her nose gently to the ruby red petals. The smell was gentle but evident, rosy and delicate. She suddenly erected her head upwards, her ears shot up in alert. The smell of another lingering in the air. "Hello?" She called, curiously narrowing her sun colored orbs as she peered across the border line.


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Screechclaw
Outerclan
Jun 7, 2020 18:03:31 GMT

In all honesty Screechclaw didn't know why he was still hanging around this area. He liked to believe it was because of the plentiful food and being safer than the two-leg place ever would be. Sakura was thriving and her drawings could be seen more clearly now in the dirt. He would never admit that he actually treasured those drawings. They were for him. Just him. And in a world where all that was once considered his was cruelly taken he couldn't help the slight possessiveness he felt. It had been a while since someone had tried to see if he was okay if he was alright. But deep down Screechclaw knew there was more to him staying near Oneclan than he cared to admit to. His mate weighed heavily on his thoughts. The pain of how things ended haunted him both in the waking and dream world, stealing the little sleep he managed to get. And so he found himself collecting flowers, leaving them on various spots of the border in a futile attempt of letting Cloudchaser know he still cared, still loved him with all his heart. Today the flowers in his jaws were baby's breath. Small white flowers that clustered around each other.

And that's how he found himself on Oneclan's border, arranging the cluster of flowers as neatly as possible and completely unaware of the sound of approaching paw steps. At least until the wind shifted and blew his scent in the other cat's direction, giving away his position and having him freeze momentarily in surprise. Turning in the direction of the distinctly feminine voice Screechclaw swallowed harshly. "Hello?" He couldn't help but echo back completely unsure about the situation he found himself in. He didn't exactly want the leaders to know about his return. That would only spell trouble for both himself and Sakura and he wasn't trying to put the youth in danger. Looking around Screechclaw noted he hadn't crossed the border, but he was very much too close to it to play it off as if he was just simply curious and not plotting to cross. Not that he really was planning to, but if he knew one thing it was that clan cats rather jump to conclusions than talk situations out.

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Lotusflower
Oneclan
Jun 13, 2020 0:00:36 GMT
The long-haired fae delicately padded along the edge of the border, watching with careful eyes for the owner of the lingering scent. The further she padded down, the closer the scent became. The warrior couildn't help but feel wary, although she was confident in her abilities if conflict arose but she couldn't help but distaste the call of battle. As she slowly crept through the foliage, she peaked through, spying a large tom at the other side.

The large tom was burgundy with deep midnight stripes and fluffy white patches. He was quite the catch, she thought as she slowly emerged; revealing herself to the outsider. The she-cat couldn't help but lower her gaze to the white petals and strong smelling arrangement the tom had made. It was beautiful, truly.

Lotusflower wondered who the flowers were for. It seemed unusual for them to just be there for the sake of being there. But, she didn't know this tom and he did not know her; she had no desire to pry him for more details. Not yet, at least. "Oh, are those for me? You shouldn't have...After all, I don't even know your name," she teased. A gentle smile spread across her features as she swept her tail back and forth. Lotusflower was not usually hostile to outsiders, unless she really had to be. The tom, whoever he was, was fairly large though; probably not a great opponent to tussle with, even if he was a little skinny. "I'm Lotusflower, Moor-..." she said. The she-cat's clan rolled off her tongue almost naturally. She stopped and instantly corrected her mistake, "OneClan, warrior." Lotusflower hadn't encountered many loners since the merge. Many had joined the clans in search of a cure as sickness seemed to also linger in even their territories. "What brings you out here?" She inquired, seeming to make idle chatter with the other. What a different life he must lead, she thought as she stared past the tom and into the unknown. 




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