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Owl padded onto the meadow, heading for her hidden den.  Since the Tribe of Crumbling Sky Rocks was pretty much dead she had dispersed from them, along with her two best friends from the tribe.  But soon the splinter group got separated, and now Owl was on her own.  She would stay in hiding, until she could find another rogue group to join, since she could not live without company.  Owl got anxious when she was alone for too long.  Owl was an ex Guardian of the tribe, so she was built more for Protection than hunting, and sometimes had trouble catching stuff to feed herself.  Scenting an unfamiliar animal, she fluffed out her fur so she looked like a fuzzy puffer fish. 

[Unity]

Unity

It was at this point that Unity had traveled to an area completely new to her. The meadow the loners called it? A couple of cat's scents were riddled here, one particularly fresh. But Unity, no she wasn't worried. The loner had learned to talk herself out of even the stickiest situations and live to tell the tail.

So, why had the smokey tortoiseshell ventured into the meadow? Good question. But hunting had never been something Unity was excellent at, not to mention she had never gotten around to training for fighting. Although it was about time she should really have been trained.

Unity was so lost in her mind that she barely noticed the scent growing in intensity before she was practically on top of this other feline. Shooting her silver gaze upward with her apprentice sized body sticking out like a sore paw she merely mewed, "Uh... greetings?"

there are two kinds of people in the world; those who look to the future, and those who look to the past.

nette of gs