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Originally Posted by Nighty
Forest was caught off guard by the question. Not many cats asked her who her father was, and she always just assumed they knew her parents. She felt rather embarrassed now, assumptions always seemed to go awry. "Oh sorry I thought you knew. I don't look much like him anyways. My parents are Singe and Sorrel. Formerly Singenight and Sorrelskip of Windclan." She said explaining. Surely this cat had heard about the happenings of the Liberation battles in The Clans? It seemed every cat did, she didn't see a reason why Thistle wouldn't. |
Thistle shrugged. "It's ok. I was a former loner and the only thing I knew about the Dusk Syndicate was that they were viscous, evil cats who killed for fun. I wouldn't know anything else. Care to educate me?" She smiled at Forest, forgetting for a moment her real intentions. She was at ease around this cat, a feeling she hadn't had since her best friend, Rose. Thistle felt a twinge of sadness, but pushed it away when she remembered the thrill of the hunt, the kill. She remembered how great the end goal would be once she was finished with this cat. Thistle flicked her tail as she walked, straightening up and walking normally for once, instead of her normal crouched pose. Her nose twitched as she caught the scent of the forest beyond and she stopped at the camp entrance, waiting for Forest.
(Should we post in the territory now?)