She had found her way out of camp once more… and she was here, because there wasn’t much places to go to begin with. It was all the same rock-y terrain. She didn’t mind much though. Wisteriawren had spent most of her life in solitude, so loneliness was no stranger.
And despite it all… she didn’t mind the new world around her either. Wisteriawren loved the natural world and all that it contained. Idly padding through the territory, the molly would pause every now and then to tuck flowers in her fur until she was brimming (a bit of an exaggeration) with them.
[ Open to… outsiders? ]
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❝ Leaving them feeling betrayed.
Breaking the bonds that you've made. ❞
Floodsight ◆ she/her | 20 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T1 ; empty slot
At Heroneye's word, Floodsight gazed up into the sky. Clouds covered most the surrounding area giving the world around them a dim grayish hue to the landscape. The amount of large predatory birds around the mountains was nerve-wracking, one could easily take a kit away in a blink of an eye.
"Mhm, okay," Floodsight agreed with the mottled molly, making sure to take a mental note to check the skies once in a while. This hasn't been much of a problem back in their old camp, there was sure enough forests to cover overhead and most birds were for eating. Not that Floodsight liked defeathering the winged creatures.
The pale warrior made her way to Heroneye, padding closely to keep up. It felt like there was quite the distance they had to travel to even catch something. But on the prospect of feeding the clan, Floodsight's eyes did light up a little.
The breeze blew in Floodsight's long fur and the wind filled her lung with cool air. With a small sigh, Floodsight wondered how long it would take to dry off her fur in the mountain, especially without the sun shining and warming their pelts. "I miss home..."
Floodsight corrected herself, hoping the other warrior didn't mistook what she said. Afterall they left their camp just a moment ago, "Our real home, I mean."
She had found her way out of camp once more… and she was here, because there wasn’t much places to go to begin with. It was all the same rock-y terrain. She didn’t mind much though. Wisteriawren had spent most of her life in solitude, so loneliness was no stranger.
And despite it all… she didn’t mind the new world around her either. Wisteriawren loved the natural world and all that it contained. Idly padding through the territory, the molly would pause every now and then to tuck flowers in her fur until she was brimming (a bit of an exaggeration) with them.
[ Open to… outsiders? ]
The orange molly was wondered through the lands. She was very far from her homelands of the caverns that the twolegs abandoned a time longer than she had been alive. There was the scent of clan cats through the air and she did her best to avoid the scents to not get herself into a tousle. That was the last thing that she wanted, it would be an unfair fight given her burn scar covered a lot of her body and stole an eye. She wasn't sure how kind these cats would be but this molly was running away. Running from herself and her sorrows. Then her eye landed on a lone molly plucking flowers. This couldn't be one of those weirdos right? Her fur glistened like all the house cats she had seen before all her life. Well, she wasn't sure why a kittypet was all the way out here but she was curious. Were they thinking of joining a clan? Isn't this place far from them? Oh there was so many questions.
With that she padded right up to the shecat. "Quite far from home kitty kat. Aren't your twolegs missing you?" She said calmly as she sat down by the flowers and softly pawed at them. She tried to seem not that interested in the conversation but oh she was jumping out of her pelt in curiosity.
Re: RiverClan Mountain Territory
