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Originally Posted by Flea
Jay
[Open to one or multiple Thunderclan cats. Keep in mind that this is at the edge of the Thunderclan territory and Jay is being very unhostile]
His pawsteps were careful as the young cat made his way through the trees. he liked how peaceful this was all was, even if the air was filled to the brim with prey scents despite the fact that it was getting later in the year. But Jay wasn't here to hunt. He hardly knew how to, and it took a lot of effort and focus and many tries until he lucked out, and he didn't have the energy to start trying in a place he was so unfamiliar with.
But he still liked this clam place quite a lot, and the thick scent from the oaks too. Had it been earlier in the year he would have tried to pick a few oakleaves to take back and maybe dry or test, but they were brown and soft now, not fresh and green like he wanted them to be. But he still came across another white Flyflower, which he bent down to scent.
[To clarify; Flyflower is what Jay calls Yarrow]
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Darkpetal was taking a walk outside of camp and noticed a loner sniffing flowers. They were trespassing but it seemed like Vineglow and Redpaw were dealing with it. “Excuse me,” he asked the outsider,”But why are you in ThunderClan territory?”
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