[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]It had gotten boring at home, which lead Natalie to leave BloodClan territory and begin to weave her way through other areas, rather bored by each one. It was a cold day and the wind was blowing her fur rather roughly, causing her to lightly bite her lip as she continuously flickered her ears. There was a couple flakes of snow falling, but for the most part the sky was clear, a cloud painted here and there.
Eventually she made it to the Tribe's land, casually staying where she was instead of crossing over, not wanting to cause any trouble. Nat actually happened to be in her domestic black cat body, not wanting to tower over all the other creatures. Sometimes being large sucked. So here she was, by unfamiliar territory, only being able to tell where she was because of the scent, and she was alone. How fun. Hopefully she wouldn't be able to cause any trouble with her presence.