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    MoonStorm padded out of ShadowClan camp. She felt like hunting, and her paws were aching to walk. Her face portrayed excitement, her body, too. She stalked a small, plump, grey mouse just a few feet in front of her. Pouncing on it, she killed it, and the smell of fresh-kill entered her nose. She sniffed, her belly rumbling. She hid the mouse, then went back to attempt to hunt more.


    This time, however, she got lose in thought. How strange I must look, she thought, Hunting alone. I guess it is better to be alone. No one dragging you down. she nodded to no-one, reassuring herself. She stopped, opening her jaws to smell the air, when she realized she couldn't remember where she was. Her blue eyes scanned the area, and she opened her jaws once more, picking up a scent. A cat scent.

    Pondsplash was travelling around Shadowclan's territories. He wasn't quite aware of all of the borders of the clans, but he knew where the loner's land was. Surprisingly, he was way out in the territory of Shadowclan though, so he thought he wouldn't be noticed by other cats unless they have super senses.

    MoonStorm didn't quite know the territory she was in, so she figured she was no longer in ShadowClan. She walked towards the smell, since it didn't smell of a Clan cat. This can't be Clan territory... she thought, taking another glance at her surroundings, still walking towards the smell.

    Pondsplash could hear small foot steps of another cat behind him. He quickly perked up noticing Moonstorm from a distance, quite a cat who has better looks then others. He let out a smile showing his non-perfect lined up teeth. His teeth were a bit yellow, but mostly white. "Uhm ," He said.

    MoonStorm stopped when she noticed the tom. He wasn't perfect - his teeth and appearance showed that - but when she took a good look, he was actually somewhat...handsome, in a way. MoonStorm gave a forced smile, she never really interacted much. "Hello." she said quietly, thankful that she didn't stutter.

    Pondsplash let out a long sigh, she didn't flip out. "I'm Pondsplash , what's your name ?" He mewed cheerfully. He cleansed his right paw trying to think of something to do in the spare time. He glared around nervously with his light green eyes.

    "Moonstorm, nice to meet you." She purred happily. She tried to sound comfortable, since she normally excluded herself from everyone. She took a deep breath, wondering how the rest of the conversation would go. She wasn't supposed to be there, but she didn't care.

    Ponsplash let out a nod with a smile. He liked that name, actually a lot. He didn't bother to start flirting, he wasn't that type of cat who would. "That's a beautiful name, just like y---" He stopped himself. His self esteem was high, but he had cats who had hated his personality. Nice, but very flirty.

    At first, Moonstrom didn't quite understand what he meant. As she let the message sink in, her eyes somewhat widened. "You certainly are spontaneous," she compliemented. A cat who's not afraid to say what he thinks...I like it. she put the thought in the back of her head, though, with a wave of her tail.

    Pondsplash let out a smirk. "Yeah, surprisingly." He mewed happily. He looked around thinking someone would hear him , but no one else was in sight. "I think I'm going to like you." He said with a slight purr.

    MoonStorm grinned. She was taking a liking to this cat, too. He was different, and she liked this fact. "I was just thinking the same thing," she mewed happily. She was starting to get more comfortable talking, and there was less strain in her voice.

    Pondsplash let out a grin, but it was hard to explain. He stood up and circled the female she-cat with a mood of checking her out. Strange , but really cute. It's hard to explain , she looks like ... my mom ... xD he thought to himself.

    MoonStorm watched him, keeping a close eye on him. I wonder what he's thinking. she thought, flicking her ear. Her eyes looked up, and she let out a yawn.

    Pondsplash slowly stopped right infront of Moonstorm when he was finished walking. "You seem perfectly average in weight , just a few lbs under. Seems strange , but why ?" He wondered.

    MoonStorm gulped nervously. This was one question she didn't expect to answer. "I-I'm a Clan cat," she replied, her voice shaking. Her nervous eyes awaited his response.

    Pondsplash let out a nod. "But of course, I'm a loner. You'd probably shred me to pieces by now." He replied raising a eyebrow. He slowly swayed his tail back and fourth.

    MoonStorm let out what sounded like a sigh of relief. "I don't rip cats I like to shreds. It's not in my nature." she replied, eyeing his tail for the sake of not having to look at his face.

    "But it runs in clan cat's blood. If a intruder comes along, kill them or attack them so they flee." Pondsplash simply added. He waited for a response.

    "Then I guess I'm not a clan cat." MoonStorm replied honestly, a blankless expression in her face. She finally looked up again.