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WHAT IF I AM YOUR MISSING PIECE? WHAT IF WE MESS WITH DESTINY?
WHAT IF THE DEFINITION OF 'WE', IS TWO PEOPLE IN TIME, LIVING THEIR OWN LIVES?
WHAT IF THE DEFINITION OF 'WE', IS TWO PEOPLE IN TIME, LIVING THEIR OWN LIVES?
Windclans territory truly was a beautiful thing. Maybe it was because he'd been surrounded by the streets and buildings of the twolegs for so long, but being out here in the wilderness with nothing but sky and rolling hills was oddly exhillerating. He had yet to learnt he entirety of the territory, but he was hoping to accomplish that today. He had some spare time before he had to do anything for the clan, and so the slender tomcat found himself out in the moors, a gentle breeze ruffling his fur.
As much as he missed his family and the life he'd left behind, he was optimistic about his future with Windclan. The facts seemed kind enough -most of them, at least- and there was far more freedom and fairness here than he was used to seeing from his own kingdom- well, ex-kingdom. He wasn't a prince anymore, wasn't anyone special or important. And that was okay. It was almost preferrable, because now he didn't have to worry about stupid things like 'lineage' getting in the way of his future happiness.
But it did mean that he had a lot to learn. Sure, he could hunt and do the basics just like any other wild born cat, but he'd never lived beyond the means of the twoleg city before. Hunting out here was different, the threats and joys were different, the land around him was wild and alive with so many things he'd have to learn to respect or admire from afar or use to his advantage. But you had to start somewhere, right? And so the rusty black and white tomcat made his way out into the hills to see what he could learn.
@Lionroar
minkshade - windclan warrior - male - homosexual - polyamorous - single - a lean, black & white tomcat with pretty blue eyes