[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify]Peachmoon needed to get away for a little while. Not with her children, not in her lover's arms. He was far too busy to spend as much time with her as she craved anyway. She understood that, and so she escaped to somewhere far much nicer than the smog filled city of Chicago. She would certainly return home soon enough.
The little champagne vixen sat in the dark, foggy forest amongst the pretty persimmon colored flowers. Despite not having the same scent of the territory, she looked as if she truly belonged there. Like she was the focus of a beautiful painting. Perhaps she was a nymph resting peacefully in her forest. Maybe she really was one, after all she was a youthful maiden with an ethereal beauty. Peachmoon happened to quite like BloodClan's scenery, and thanks to the fact that they were neutrals she could roam the territory with ease.