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Originally Posted by Nighty
@Lost Illusion
Singeflicker trotted along the border and relaxed against a thick oak tree. The large, muscular Savannah had been traveling a lot today, from his talk in the Clearing, to his hunting expedition in the territory, then to the Shadowclan border to hopefully recruit another cat, and finally here. As he paused to regain his breath, he gazed around. No sight of Chillleap yet. He sighed desperately hoping that the tom showed up soon. He was ready to get his plans rolling, no matter how slim chance there might be that he would succeed. Although he didn't let the chances bother him. He recovered from his dash over here and stood up tall, arching his back in a stretch.
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Chilleap appeared out of the underbrush near Singeflicker. As he stepped out he shook the dirt off his gray pelt, he had gotten here early and waited for Singe in the underbrush. His blue-gray orbs landed on the golden tom, he padded over quickly and bowed his head as he got closer to the larger cat. "Singeflicker." He said in a gruff, German accent. He lifted his head slowly and watched the tom, he attempted to make himself look bigger and stronger but to no avail. He was smaller then most toms but definitely faster. His lean muscles were difficult to see under his shining gray pelt but no cat should ever underestimate this tom.