[Hexict]

[ @Stormpelt ]

Making his way through the territory, Orchidpatch couldn't help but trip over some of the undergrowth and tree root. His large paws caused him to stumble every now and then during his walk, the thundering of the tom's approach was hear by the scurrying squirrels and fleeing birds. The tortoiseshell blushed in embarrassment as he reached the area that he had been visiting since he was reunited with Timber. His orbs glanced around the area, a silent hope that perhaps she hadn't heard his clumsiness. Despite knowing the territory quite well by now, he still had difficultly getting through the cramped forest without tripping over something. The warrior felt like the trees and bushes were closing in on him sometimes and felt as thought he just didn't... fit.

Shaking his head, the tom set down a squirrel. Since he and Timber had been reunited after moons of her going missing, they had agreed to meet around here. Orchidpatch was always excited for when he can visit his closest friend. He had missed her everyday when she was gone, and he felt as tough they haven't spent nearly enough time together to make up for those moons. He also had started to bring her some fresh-kill, just in case she was struggling with getting food for herself. Orchidpatch honestly didn't know what she does when they aren't together and feared that she might not be getting enough food or something.