The Journey Within ~Advanced RP~

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    Zamora quickly caught another mouse, and returned to pick up her previous kill. After she had dug up her first catch, she carried both of them to the river where she knew Frostbite would be. The mice swung in her mouth as she walked, and her steps grew increasingly heavier as she neared the river. Zamora broke out of the trees and found herself on a fairly large bank. The river was a good many lengths across, its current strong but not very fast. The water was brownish-blue, mostly clear but containing some sediment and debris. The tabby padded up next to Frostbite and set her prey on the ground. She crouched down and bit into one of the mice, its flavor strong against her tongue.

    Giving a faint smile through the squirrel fur, Frostbite flicked her tail in acknowledgment to Zamora. She set her fresh-kill on the bank and crouched to eat also. Her mind wandered a bit and she wondered where exactly they were going. As she chewed, she closed her eyes to focus and tried to remember the white tom. Who was he, anyway? Frostbite didn't know him, as far as she knew. Then a thought crossed her mind. What if this is all just in my head? What if that really was just a strange dream... She didn't want to feel that she'd brought Zamora out here and had lost her territory for nothing.