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    The black femme hestitantly walked through the tunnel, her paws hurt because of the hot ground and ached from walking such long distances in such short time. Just a week ago, the twenty three moons old cat was happily prancing around and exploring various territories. Because she dared enter BloodClan territory, she was stuck in this tunnel now. What was her name, you ask? Trinala. Trinala Raroka Clorezie.


    Trin was just casually sitting back and relaxing in BloodClan's territory and everything was going just fine; nobody found her. But as she got up, her paw slipped and she fell into a tunnel nearby. The sand bundled up in a huge pile and blocked the entrance. From then on, she was stuck in this hellhole.


    "Fuck my life." Trin cursed under her breath and bared her teeth in anger and self-disappointment.

    Now, Aquila wasn't known for his walks, but he needed some new information and ideas for his journal. "Fuck.. What is original in this planet?" The tom cursed to himself, rather loudly if he might of added. Stepping over a strange hole, the tom caught whiff of a strange smell. What the hell... Green optics gazing around, the feline sat down next to the hole and quickly made himself disappear with his invisibility. Whoever was here would have to return soon, or the chances of it was quite high. "Indeed, a master's plan to catch whoever is here." His smooth voice echoed off the sand before disappearing along with his body.

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    Trinala jumped up as she heard a tom's voice echo off the sand. Her claws unsheathed by instinct. She wanted to seem brave, so that no one would mess with her. She decided to sheathe her claws and raise her head and tail as high as she could, giving daring looks to her surroundings. "Who are you and where are you?" Trin said with confidence and a slight smile.

    "Who are you and where are you?" Aquila's ears perked as he heard this demand, his lime optics instantly at work. Claws unsheathing and his trademark grin making it's way onto his maw, the tom stood up and let out a low, rumbling growl. "Name is Tyrone, and I'm a black panther who's currently invisible, show yourself or I'll attack." He demanded, not once did his voice waver when he was bluffing. I'm getting better at this lying thing.

    [align=center][sub]Trin knew that the threathening words could be just plain lies; a panther's voice sounded a slight bit different and she knew that BloodClanners were very good liars. However, she was also aware that BloodClanners accept any species to their clan as long as they're loyal and cunning. Right now, she didn't know what to believe, but just in case he was really a panther, she lowered her tail and put her head back into the normal position. "You see, I would really like to show myself, but I've got a little problem. The entrance to the tunnel is blocked by sand, which means that I'm trapped here." Trinala meowed in a submissive tone.

    "You what? How the hell did you manage that?" He asked while looking around and spotting the massive pile of sand he bounded over. Claws still unsheathed, the tom started to scoop away the sand by large pawfuls. He let his lime eyes become visible as he worked, it was a pain to keep his whole body hidden. Paw by paw Aquila worked, not even bothered by the intense glare of the sun or dry climate of the desert.

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    "I have no fucking clue. One thing I know is that BloodClanners should check their territory for loners more often. I was here already a few days before I got trapped in this tunnel." As she hissed the words out, Trinala got her sassy attitude back, meaning that she would be a pain in the ass for the poor BloodClanner for a few minutes. "At least you know how to dig well." She stated in a 'but you still suck' tone as she watched some of the strong sand finally move. "Yeah, you dig like a filthy canine." Trin taunted him.

    Grinning the tom stopped digging, this she-cat had an attitude much like his own. "Hey, I could just leave you here." He offered whilst sitting down and licking his chest to spare the time.

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    "Sure. I didn't plan to get out of here, anyways." Trin said with a smirk as she brushed her white toed paws along the sand. "Might aswell stay here for the rest of my life." She added. Suddenly, something silver glistened under her paw. "What the heeeeell?" Trin mumbled and pushed sand away from the sparkling silver thing. "Uhhh?" She muttered with a weird face as more parts of the silver thing got revealed. "A small shovel?" Trin meowed purposefully loudly, so that Aquila could hear her. "You just saved my fucking life, shovel." She stated with a grin, then grabbed the shovel into her mouth and started digging through the sand.

    Aquila's cocky grin turned into a frown, how the hell did she find that? He sighed and started to dig again, he was slightly eager to meet this new cat. "So, I never did catch your name." The feline meowed whilst digging deeper, damn, how deep was this hole? Growling the tom jabbed his claws into the sand and puller more sand out each time.

    [align=center][sub]He changed his mind, eh? Might aswell shut up this time around. Even with this shovel, digging my way through would be hard. A slight smirk spread across the black femme's face as she saw his face through the small hole in the tunnel that he had made; he wasn't a panther, just an ordinary cat. "I'm Trinala Clorenzie and I'd very much like if you told me your real name." Trin put pressure on the word 'real'. "I mean, like... I think that your real name isn't Tyrone and you're most definetly not a black panther." She added quickly and dropped the shovel.

    Shock rippled through the tom's body, had he become visible again? Looking down at his paws he cussed under his breath, his whole body was visible. "Names, Aquila." He sighed and kept digging, within the next few minutes this wall of sand would collapse. "So, what clan are you in?" His smooth voice echoed in the hole as he kept digging, trying to at least lighten the mood.

    [align=center][sub]"I'm a loner. I like breaking the rules and trespassing on the territories of various clans. I usually don't stay for too long, though." Trin meowed simply, as if trespassing on the territories of clans that she wasn't in wasn't anything serious. The black femme actually didn't care at all. She instinctively jumped to the side as the wall of sand collapsed; it was surely heavy enough to kill one if it fell on them. "Whoa, that's a huge pile of sand." She commented.

    Shrugging, Aquila brushed the rest of the sand away with his tail. A frown sat on his maw as he looked the femme over, she seemed ordinary enough. Claws still unsheathed, the Bloodclanner blocked the way out, and soon enough his signature grin made it's way onto his face. "So, what should I do with you know?" He asked, his voice as light and as cheerful as a kit's.

    [align=center][sub]"I suggest you just get out of my fucking way." Trin spat coldly; the thought of being property of the black and white tom made her shiver and she knew very well from his tone that that was what he wanted to make her. Just a few seconds ago, she considered becoming friends with the two year old male, but now she felt pure hatred towards him. She climbed up the sandy wall, claws often moving so that the wall wouldn't collapse. "Go the fuck away or you'll regret the day you were born." She hissed.

    A mock pout made it's way onto his maw, "why so touchy all of a sudden?" He asked while tilting his head to the right. The tom sheathed his claws and gave his chest a calm lick, if she tried anything he knew what he'd instantly do. I mean, he didn't have Project and Manipulate Emotions for no reason. Picking up on the tension, Aquila attempted to soothe Trinala, it wouldn't even harm her, only instead probably hurt him if he used it too much.

    [align=center][sub]Trin couldn't help it; she felt light-headed all of a sudden. Aquila's question made her tilt her head to the side and shrug. "What do you mean, touchy?" She questioned him simply and put on a slight smile. Aquila indeed was powerful at controlling emotions, but he still had a lot to learn. He had to learn to keep it to a nice level. His superpower made her completely forget that she was on a sandy wall, so she sheathed her claws and fell into the pile of sand. Luckily, the sand was soft and not even so hot. Trin giggled softly and started climbing up the sandy wall again.

    Aquila shrugged before motioning for her to follow him, he'd lead her back to the camp, where a fabulous ball was being held. Perhaps she'll join us, I'll always give her the option. The tom thought as he stated to walk towards the camp.

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    The ball is indeed fabulous. xD


    Trin didn't care about anything on particular right now. Aquila motioned for me to follow him. Might aswell do that. With a slight nod of the head, the black femme followed him.