Witchsmark's disappearance had taken the small third tier by surprise. He was bizarre and absolutely the most annoying tom she'd ever met. But there was something about him that drew her to him, as much as she hated to admit it. She'd walked the borders of the Kingdoms a few times in his absence, but today would definitely be the last time, she decided. There were plenty of other boys (men, really) that she had her paw wrapped around, so she should stop being so pathetic. Was she pathetic for looking for him? No, right? He was just an annoying acquaintance, she would do the same for anyone. But she wouldn't be caught dead doing so.
Tonight she found herself walking the border of the Kingdom, whiskers twitching at its putrid scent. She had a lot to think about with Ver renouncing her membership to the Ruins and drawing out her family to choose a side. It made her tail lash just thinking about it: home or family? These were things she'd never really thought of contrasting, the Ruins had always been her family's home. She even though she might miss them, but pushed away the thought. Ultimately, it was up to her to decide or balance both.
The shadowy feline padded the border, stress rolling off her in waves as pale red orbs clouded in thought.
( WITCHSMARK )