Two orbs of dazzling emerald light glistered from the shadowy depths of the land by the border, a constant, bee-like hum emitting from beneath the cinnamon-kissed muzzle they illuminated. The eerie green touch ran its cold fingers over a sleek ivory pelt, each strand shaded of gem and shadow, and an unsettlingly sharp aura looped the figure’s form, if it anyone was able to view it.
The feline of dusty satin moved about the outside of the territory, numb pawpads nudging rocks swiftly from the path by the darkest stretch. As pelt brushed the cold bark of a tree, emerald eyes narrowed, and the figure’s motives were released: business. In her jaws hung a basket of various objects, many of which were carved daggers and blades weapons, along with bandages and vails of medicine and magic. Some were still, clear liquid, like water, while others bubbled and glowed shades of blue and yellow.
The basket settled on the border with a thump, and the ivory feline lifted her green gaze to the dark land. “The District, here, to check in and invite you to an event. To be specific, a cave challenge...” she licked her lips, a sly expression seizing her features. “Where you’ll get scared. Also a chance to train and ‘verse with some Rifters and District members.” The depths of The District’s caves were haunted by simulations and hallucinations of the worst fears of those who gazed too far into the shadow, and they had made a game of conquering fears within. It was a blast.
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