[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

@Suspiciousmindz

Fawnskip strode through the soft stalks of heather that blanketed the WindClan territory. Her steps were ones of confidence, a sure sign that she was a feline with great self-assurance. Her tail whisked behind her nonchalantly, and she held her head high. Every step was near silent, though she was not hunting. She had been hunting, but after embarrassingly losing a specifically swift rabbit, she decided to play it cool and act as if she were on a simple stroll. If anyone had seen her dramatic loss - she freaked when the rabbit slipped from her paws - she would play it like the rabbit had come out of nowhere, startling her.

Normally, she would've brought her apprentice out in the territory with her, but she had many rather severe thoughts on her mind. Such as the tomcat she met just a few days ago - Blazingstar. He had played in a role in her flirting game, unlike most other toms who believed her flirting to be serious attraction. He interested Fawnskip, and she yearned to learn more about the flirtatious tom. She wanted to know why he played her game. After all, nobody else was willing to play such a dangerous game while knowing what they were playing. It was a game of deceit when the opponent had no clue they were playing, but it was a game of risk when the opponent was very aware of the game. And as far as Fawnskip was aware, Blazingstar played a game of risk, not deceit.

She came to a brief halt, lifting her muzzle to the air in order to scent her surroundings. She let her lower jaw drop slightly when she deceased she'd find prey better if she used two of her senses. Fawnskip smelled fresh scents, scents of heather and wind. She tasted similar scents, scents of the earth. She breathed in the abundance of fresh scents before exhaling heavily. Oh, how she adored WindClan's territory!

Blazingstar had so much on his mind lately. With all the drama between Windclan and Thunderclan, he hadn't had much time to think about anything else. Shrikecall was dead because of them! They needed to strike back, but right now was not the time. The clan needed time to grieve. They needed time to prepare themselves, train up hard, basically prepare for a possible battle. Despite how many cats didn't want a battle to take place, he could promise no one there wouldn't be one. It was better to prepare than go into this unprepared and suffer horribly. With all these thoughts in his head, he was aimlessly wandering Windclan territory. Once again, he was breaking his own rule of no one traveling into the territory alone. It didn't matter to him. He had nine lives to give to his clan, but he didn't want any of his warriors losing their one life because he was careless.
His worries were suddenly swept away by a scent coming upwind from him. It was rather familiar. Now, what was her name. The feline that caught his attention and drove him a little mad by her games. He was no fool though, he wouldn't allow himself to grow attached to her. She was doing the same thing he did all the time. Hard to get. Then it struck him after a few more moments. Fawnskip! and it didn't smell like she was out here with anyone. It was time for Blazingstar to put on his leader face and confront her about this. Or at least attempt to. It'd probably go terribly wrong though, considering he was out here alone himself. Oh well!
Blazingstar trotted towards her scent until she was visible between the tall grass. She was alone. "Look what I found. A rule breaker!" Blazingstar began, hoping that suddenly speaking wouldn't spook her. It'd be quite the sight if he did though so perhaps he wouldn't mind anyway. His fluffy ginger tail was high in the air behind him, showing that he was in a happy mood and not actually mad about this. "I do believe no one's allowed out here by themselves. Especially not she-cats that can't defend themselves very well," There was a hinting tease in his voice and the gleam in his eyes gave away the fact he didn't actually believe what he was saying about her. He knew that she was a warrior that was trained quite well. He wouldn't insult his own warriors in such a way. "I'm just kidding though, you really aren't supposed to be out here all alone," the ginger leader raised a brow and slowed his pace to a walk and he began to circle the pretty calico.