plucking out a flower's petals | open, traveller

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    She was sure she had smelled a lot like ThunderClan when she left.


    Dulcetfantasy quietly made her way through these lands, hoping she wouldn't run into anyone in particular. She was just a travelling gypsy, hoping to make some profit by selling the items she had come across. The wolf wasn't exactly sure where she was going next, though - just where her paws took her, she guessed.


    She did miss ThunderClan, though...
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    Jinora did not buy or sell things. the snow leopard just liked walking out here away from all the worried of being in a clan, and the fighting and other responsibilities which came with it. It was nice to be out here instead, though of course she knew well that she was not alone. There was the chance to cross the paths of countless others in this place, both ones meaning good, and ones meaning evil, and ones just plain old lost. Jinora really did not mind ignoring some, but if a nagging instinct said she ought to approach and say high, she did. so thus now she decided to greet the canine. "Hi." maybe this would be it and they would go on their own separate ways or maybe not. she never knew.