A soft looking she-cat was crossing the border straight into the forest clans territory. She was highly unaware of it and it showed through her brilliant green hues, which were wide with excitement and wonder. Petal. Petal was the she-cat's name, suiting her delicate appearance. The British short-hair took in her surroundings like a sponge. Her kittypet life never had anything as exciting as this.

The she-cat stumbled here and there, tripping herself over a branch or some roots that the soft alabaster snow hid. It's gorgeous! Everything's gorgeous! Petal couldn't get over the snow covering everything. It was a wonderland all in its own. Mentally she had already decided to come back here as often as her housefolk would let her leave. She had slipped out today, but when she came home, she knew that she'd prove to them she could stay outside and handle herself.

Petal knew nothing of the clans or the dangers of crossing the borders.

@NightWarrior4Life

(The plot has begun so you guys are prepared. I won't mention you guys all the time, but this once seemed necessary so everyone knows what's going on)
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