there was a loner, an oddly spotted oatmeal shecat, who was walking on the posts of a fence, the one that blocked the backyards of the twolegplace from the forest that stretched into thunderclan territory. by herself. she seemed quite chipper, just like she always was, but it also seemed something was also on her mind.
after what seemed like a lot of walking, she sat down on a fence post, glancing over at the forest. from her travels around this place, she'd figured out that this section of it was also thunder-whatsit territory, or at least bordering it. she knew better now than to try to wander straight onto it, but she found herself hoping she could spot one of those clan cats again.
Longtail is on a patrol with Swiftpaw, the two yammering about something or other. Swiftpaw snaps to attention, he seems to hear a sound, ears swivelling, but he looks right through you. The apprentice shakes his head and moves on, Longtail offering him a concerned look. Will you act?
beesie wasn't very good with names, if one were to ask her. that was wren's thing. but wren wasn't with her right now.
but she did recognize these cats, or at least one of them! he was in that group of them a while back, when she'd been exploring the other side of the territory. so it was pretty nice to see him again, even if she couldn't remember his name for the life of her.
"hiya, thunder-somethin' cats! ya passin' through th' for'st?" she asked, her tone cheery like it usually was.








