Yes, dry! (open)

[Ravenpool ☆]

The sleek pelt of the white and black she-cat made her way through the territory a bird and mouse hung loosely in her mouth. She started to dig a hole into the dug as she buried the prey. She was in a good mood due to being clean and in a dry clearing.


So then she felt joyous that the area was full of prey and dry. She had no need to worry about cleaning the mouse and smell off her sleek shiny pelt. Her blue eyes were bright and shining. She heard a crack in the distance and crouched down before springing at the intruder.

[eagleheart]

if eagleheart had thought he was being sneaky, his cover had been blown. the loud crack of a twig erupted the silent forest as birds went squawking everywhere. luckily for eagleheart, he hadn't crossed the border yet. he simply stood there and stared across it, looking into the emptiness that made up vertigoclan territory. he was near the place where turtlepaw died. the loss of his most recent kitten. it still pained him every day, but yet again, so did every other death he was forced to experience. but somehow the tom managed to push on against the storm, practicing a fake smile that grew easier and easier with each passing step. across the border, he could smell a cat.. but he couldn't see the cat.

eagleheart's mint eyes scanned up and down the border that separated the two clans. he still couldn't see this cat. the tom played a game of cat in mouse in his head, wondering so desperately who it could be across the border. then, the wind came. the smell wasn't coming from the border. it was behind him. of course. the tom let out a long sigh as he turned toward the scent. he followed it through the trees and toward a clearing he often came to. there was the scent. it was ravenpool. how could he have been so foolish? although eagleheart was never eager to speak with a she-cat, he decided to anyways. besides, he couldn't live his life simply ignoring each one he crossed paths with. he slunk into the clearing to find ravenpool in a crouch, ready to attack. a small gasp escaped the toms maw. "ravenpool.."

[Ravenpool ☆]

Ravenpool icy blue glaze soften at the sight of her clanmate. She smiled gently before nodding her head. "Hello, Eagleheart. I was not expecting anyone." She spoke calmy as she shook out her pelt to help in lay flat again. She gave her chest a few self conscience likcks, before looking back at the tom cat.
 
 "What bought you out here?" She asked simply. She sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws. She sat straight and tall as always. She hated the slump look some cats gave off when sitting. She was indeed a strange cat. She hated mud and anything abnormal.