[Fel]

Originally Posted by Lilly

@fenic!

Off to the side of the clearing, the main hub of the Dusk Syndicate, a small brown feline moved quietly, brilliant blue eyes watchful and weary as she approached the center of her former home. Her sleek brown fur was still drying from her involuntary swim earlier that day, and her claws were unsheathed, digging into the muddy earth beneath her. The clearing was relatively quieter than is usually was, and the she-cat couldn't spot any form of command anywhere. Or the cat she was looking for, for that matter. Just a few members scattered about the clearing, all talking amongst themselves, two kits tumbling outside what looked like a makeshift nursery, all of which held no interest for her. The brown she-cat halted her steps, parting her jaws to draw in the air around her. Even through all this time, she knew she would catch his scent anywhere she went.

It had been moons since Bellatrix had left the Syndicate. She hadn't told anyone about her departure, not even her brother Hamlet. Never did it feel right to her to just tell him she was leaving, because she didn't want to be convinced to stay. Her mind had been made up, and she had just... left. There hadn't been much for her outside of this lifestyle though, and through all the homes she had lived in during her time away, the place she grew up kept calling her back home. When she had left, Renn had just been made the commander, and the Syndicate appeared to be on it's way to being a formidable threat, and at that time Bella had wanted nothing to do with the group anymore. It was a daily struggle that she went through with herself, of hating what the group stood for, hating that she was born with fighting abilities that made her a target for guard training later on down the road.

Now that she had returned though, Bella saw no trace of Renn or even Peach anywhere in camp. It made her a little cautious to know who had taken over in their place, but she shrugged the thought off and continued searching for her brother's scent. Picking up a faint trace of it that slowly grew stronger as she approached, the she-cat stopped outside the healer's den. Despite not having been here when he had been made a healer, she always knew that's the path Hamlet would choose. She paused outside the den, her heart pounding. What if her brother wasn't here? What if the cat in her dreams had been lying to her? It was unusual for Bella to be this stressed out or anxious - usually she just barreled forward regardless of the consequences or dangers. However something was different. Shaking her head, the brown feline pushed her way through into the Healer's den and let her eyes adjust before spotting a familiar figure. She simply ignore the others within the den as she spotted the one cat she was looking for. "Hey Hamlet. Did you miss me?" she purred softly, not letting the relief that washed over her like a wave make an appearance on her face.

Hamlet had been rather busy in his den lately-- apparently, there were a lot more Dusk Syndicate cats getting into border skirmishes with SkyClan cats recently, since they now shared a border with the newly-arrived clan. He didn't care too much for the clans in general, and he'd happened to visit one awhile ago- RiverClan- with a rather handsome- though terribly agressive- tom named Storm. Working in his small space in the empty den by himself, he sorted some of his herbs accompanied by only the silence in the area, which he'd loathed at first but now happened to be getting used to. However, at the sounds of ruckus by the den entrance and a scent he didn't seem to recognize at first, the now full healer's eyes widened at the sudden appearance of his long-lost sister, Bellatrix.

"...Bella?" He exclaimed, his face filled with both surprise and happiness as he gasped. She'd disappeared while the two were still trainees together, and never bothered to tell him where she'd be going from there. He'd assumed she was killed by a fox or executed in secret for something like treason, though he didn't know why- she was much too cunning to be defeated by a fox, and she was more of an ideal Syndicate member than he was. "I can't believe you're back- where have you been all this time?" Hamlet asked, his fur still bristled in the surprise of his sister's sudden return. At a quiet time like this, it wasn't at all what he was expecting.