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Low light was where Thundergleam best manoeuvred. She weaved beneath night air like running water, as if every destination was one she was meant to find. And in truth, given her pale complexion she was glad not to be visiting the most exposed Clan in daylight ... her ability to mark the border efficiently might have been impaired. Thankfully, she was spared today- she smiled back at her companions, Snailberry and Laughblossom. "I pray we do not run into any problems," she murmured to them, though the far away look in her eyes seemed to speak of a molly with no real concerns.
A shuffle of paws caught her attention, and the porcelain she-cat's face lit up with interest. "Our patrols always appear fated to cross paths," she sighted softly, brushing her flank up against a tree and preparing proper posture for an inevitable encounter.
\ @LAUGHBLOSSOM @snailberry !
A shuffle of paws caught her attention, and the porcelain she-cat's face lit up with interest. "Our patrols always appear fated to cross paths," she sighted softly, brushing her flank up against a tree and preparing proper posture for an inevitable encounter.
\ @LAUGHBLOSSOM @snailberry !
penned by pin ☾
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