Smallpines

[BEAR.]

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[Gusty]

Blizzardfoot padded onto the ThunderClan and RiverClan border, with only a few things on her mind. One of them was hunting, which didn't seem very important as of right now. Anyways, it was only leaf-fall. Prey was still here, and tumbling about. But the other thing was Pineshadow.
She had met this tom a couple of times on the border already. Four or five times, maybe? The more she seemed to meet him, the stranger she felt. It was an everlasting emotion that happened to keep her awake during night, making her tumble around sleeplessly.
She had no clue whether Pine would be here at the border- it was a mere wild instinct. More of a hope than anything else. She didn't remember desiring anything as much as him.

[FlashFanatic]

"I'll meet you back at camp." He told the cat as he approached the border, not aware of Blizzardfoot. As he realized he had reached the border, his eyes immediately checking his surroundings.
Somehow, he always was drawn back to this spot. It was like there was some kind of weird force pulling him to the border. Pineshadow spotted Blizzardfoot and padded up to the border. He waved his tail, hoping to get her attention. It looked like no one was near them. Good, He thought.

[Gusty]

Blizzardfoot noticed a patch of brown that hung around the green shades of leaves and grasses. That was definitely an animal's pelt- and under a single glance, she knew that it was a ThunderClan cat. Maybe it was Pineshadow!
The she-cat didn't care about the saying of how you shouldn't get your hopes up too high. All she knew was Pineshadow, the tom that made her happy. She didn't care about anything else; she was already set to see the tom. Her head perked forwards and her body sprinted towards the flash of brown fur; her eyes widened in surprise and happiness. "Pine?" She gaped. The tom had flicked his tail in greetings.
One look, and she already knew that it was him. "Oh, hi!" She said, trying not to sound too excited or awkward, but it failed.

[Fallpotato]

Quietstream stalks around sunning rocks hoping not to get caught by a riverclan patrol.

[Gusty]

Blizzardfoot padded to the border once more, feeling quite strange. Something was wrong. She could feel it in the back of her mind, trying to pry itself open, but it would not work. RiverClan was okay, or at least it seemed fine on the outside. Bucknight was definitely giving her some suspicion now, for whatever reason it was. But Bucknight didn't really matter right now.
Thunderclan! We're they okay? Was Pineshadow okay? All these thoughts raced inside her head, and the molly felt like a kitten again: lost, full of questions, and unable to answer them. Why was she having this gut feeling that something was horribly wrong?
She sniffed the air, letting out a slight sigh of relief. The ThunderClan border was still here. But there was something different about it. An unfamiliar smell was smothering all over it, suffocating the usual Thunder scent. What is it? What's going on? @TehDerpyShoelace

[Slash-GNR]

@Queenie

Dewpatch padded in the Riverclan territory. She stopped as she smelt the border marker of the Shadowclan territory. She scrunched up her nose as it enveloped her nostrils. She then decided that she went far enough, and that she was far enough away from the camp. She sat down now and began to groom her white and grey patched fur. She assumed she was alone in the area.

[Queenie]

Originally Posted by Cedar

@Queenie

Dewpatch padded in the Riverclan territory. She stopped as she smelt the border marker of the Shadowclan territory. She scrunched up her nose as it enveloped her nostrils. She then decided that she went far enough, and that she was far enough away from the camp. She sat down now and began to groom her white and grey patched fur. She assumed she was alone in the area.

Leafstorm padded through the brush. He spotted a she-cat just up ahead, and thanks to his downwind advantage he was lucky to have the surprise. He walked out not minding the fact that he had come too close to the border. The tom had little respect for the clans agreement and did only what he thought he wanted. He smiled at her, but not a friendly smile. Her eyes creased and a shadow darkened over his face. "Why hello there..." Barely had he thought anyone deserved his attention, but today Leafstorm felt like a little mischief.

[Slash-GNR]

Originally Posted by Queenie

Leafstorm padded through the brush. He spotted a she-cat just up ahead, and thanks to his downwind advantage he was lucky to have the surprise. He walked out not minding the fact that he had come too close to the border. The tom had little respect for the clans agreement and did only what he thought he wanted. He smiled at her, but not a friendly smile. Her eyes creased and a shadow darkened over his face. "Why hello there..." Barely had he thought anyone deserved his attention, but today Leafstorm felt like a little mischief.

"Hello," she mewed to the voice without looking up. She could tell it wasn't one from her clan. The cat, male, reaked of Thunderclan. She could hear the ground crunch under the tom's paws. "May I ask while your here?" she asked still not looking up.

[Queenie]

Originally Posted by Cedar

"Hello," she mewed to the voice without looking up. She could tell it wasn't one from her clan. The cat, male, reaked of Thunderclan. She could hear the ground crunch under the tom's paws. "May I ask while your here?" she asked still not looking up.

"Many times I get bored with the world and need something to spice it up." His wicked face grew, and his claws slid out. He had no intention of hurting the Riverclan she-cat but he did have an intention of scaring her. His tail flicked as he spoke. "And. Such. Calming. Waters. You. Have." Leafstorms eyes glinted fiercely.