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Rumor was there was going to be a possible member exchange better the tribe of harvest moon and the tribe of burning eclipse. It wasn't a bad idea, in the eyes of Namine, and would hopefully help the alliance between the two flourish. namine's home had been quite slow-moving and it seemed as if a lot of drama had just occurred a bit before her joining.
The previous leader had passed, and now the current was struggling to cope with the loss of her fiancé. It was sad, to say nonetheless, but that didn't mean she had to sit around. The alabaster feline never got the chance to meet the former leader, so what was the point in mourning over someone she never even exchanged words with?
So Namine set off, and this is where she wound up. It was quite nice, but so was just about every other clan or territory she set foot on. Every place was so unique and interesting in its own way. The golden city. Her turquoise gaze couldn't take in every detail, but from what she could see, this was a place namine would most definitely come back to.
Standing on the border, the harvester awaited someone to pass by. She knew exactly where she was, for once, and was hoping to possibly befriend someone who took refuge in this territory. Making friends amongst alliances was a good idea, and it would also be an opportunity to get Namine out and keep her muse up. So here she was, an angelic looking domestic feline waiting patiently on the border, porcelain coat reflecting off the golden rays of the sun.
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