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    Autumnrain


    female - warrior - Tribe of the Harvest Moon


    [align=left]Autumnrain was walking along the border of the Tribe’s territory. This was a daily activity for the golden-coloured cat. Typically, her daily walk was peaceful. She found it almost therapeutic. She tried to stay focused on her task, sniffing around for any new scents or smells. Sometimes, there were foreign cats who wanted to join the Tribe. Other times, the strangers did not come in peace. Today, however, Autumn didn’t smell any scents along the Tribe borders, except those of other Harvesters.


    When Autumn had nearly completed a full rotation around the territory borders, she sighed. She supposed that she should start walking back to main camp, but she felt like staying out in the forest for a little longer. She was about to sit down and enjoy a moment’s rest when she caught the scent of one of the new cats – Alex, if she remembered the name right. Autumnrain had met the new cat briefly, but she hadn’t had the chance to get to know her yet. Curious, Autumn began to track the scent and head towards where she might find Alex, hoping to start a conversation.