- Feb 28, 2023
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The path to the Horseplace was a long and perilous one, wrought with opportunities for awe and danger all spiraled into one like a tabby's swirl. Zorro heard every noise with twice the intensity outside of the Twolegplace, even the shriek of a hungry crow could be proof of a danger he wouldn't even be able to comprehend. Even if the word 'clan' didn't leave an acrid taste on his tongue, he didn't see himself wanting to join one. Badgers and foxes were beyond threats a cat should have to deal with, and with rumours of distant howling at the very edges of clan land, he could only imagine what lurked beyond. Luckily, the solitary cat didn't have to worry about wolves or mustelids. The sky was as peaceful as the earth, the only noise for incomprehensible tail lengths the tweeting of birds and the running of a nearby river. Perhaps the hazards were worth such beauty, but the bobtail didn't have time to appreciate it, not properly.
He stopped for but a second to catch his breath and admire the way the spring leaves caught in the light when he saw a distant figure, large and scraggly, the epitome of the wild. He tilted his charcoal head downwards towards the creature, blue eyes critical in assessing the threat before him. They weren't bounding towards him, they weren't throwing out accusations left and right, but perhaps there was a hidden anger concealed behind that kind face. Zorro decided it wasn't worth risking a conflict. "Apologies, friend." He offered a smile, pleasant, unassuming, guard-lowering. Zorro had no clue how this clan cat would react to his presence so close to the owned ground, and the ribbon around his neck had offered him up to criticisms the likes of which he hadn't even seen enemies receive. The black and white tom inhaled. There was clan stench hovering in the air alright, but he seemed far enough away from it to be in the clear. "I know you lot get fussy over your land. I won't trespass if I can help it." The bobtail bowed his head, eyes never leaving the stranger. "Is this one WindClan or SkyClan?" He asked, gesturing to the land with an animated paw. His tone was sincere in his question, his head tilted forwards in a pursuit of knowledge that may be unwise in the long-term.
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