the pretty feline had ultimately decided that making friends would help her heal from the recent loss of a litter and god knows what else trauma. and what better way to make friends than be in two clans? so the daughter of jace sat at the border, pale blue eyes looking for any sight of movement. she hoped people were at least slightly friendly, or at least better than some of the people in the ruins. she just needed a good support system, since her father was usually busy and her sister wasn't the type for much emotion. then she began wondering if the veil was still their ally, since she hadn't even asked any information about it. but surely they were.
SPEECH ☼ RETROBLOOM ☼ DOMESTIC FELINE