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Foxleap went padded by the thunderpath all derpish and looked at the monsters passing by, making sure she didn't pass the ThunderClan or ShadowClan border.

Pondpaw padded towards the Thunderpath, searching for moss. She knew it would make great bedding for the Elders, and she had been told that it grew on trees - with most of the trees in their territory growing near the Thunderpath. She followed a rank scent what differentiated from the Carrionplace just slightly, and heard the roaring on monsters. She'd heard about them in stories, but seeing them in person... Terrifying. She hid under the trees nearby, trying to collect moss, her instincts telling her to flee, as the rumbles and roars of the path kept her company.

Foxleap scented something... Beside from the stench of the horrible monsters passing by. She scented a cat, from a Clan. She knew she wouldn't start much of a fight, since she wasn't across the border. "Hello?" She called.

Pondpaw jumped, the voice coming as a surprise, as she was upwind of WindClan territory. She warily peered out from behind the tree she was collecting moss in, searching for the origin of the voice. She vaguely realized that her bundle of moss had spilled when she had jumped in fright. Oh well. I'll get it later.

"Hi," Foxleap mewed softly, her head tilted a little bit to the right withlecreepersmile.

More prepared, she only laid her ears back at the sound of the other cat's voice. She finally pinpointed the origin of the noise, coming from a wiry cat on the other side of the Thunderpath. Is it ThunderClan or WindClan? she wondered to herself. It must be a WindClan warrior. It looks too scrawny to be a ThunderCLan cat.

"Are you okay?" Foxleap asked curiously.

"Y... Yeah. I'm fine. Who are you?" Pondpaw asked. Her voice shook, and it was painfully obvious that she was a bit frightened. What with the monsters, the Thunderpath, a strange new cat, and no mentor, who could blame her?

"I'm Foxleap. Warrior of WindClan," she mewed solemly. "And you are...?"

OOC: Sorry. Forgot about this. Wrote a post, and it died. :c

IC: Pondpaw's tail was lashing back and forth, as she tried to decide if this Foxleap was a danger to herself, or her clan. She started rolling the moss back up, trying to keep her eyes on Foxleap while doing so. "Uhm... Pondpaw..." she mewed quietly, all the moss rolled up in a bundle again.

"Collecting moss for elders?" Foxleap guessed.

IC: 'Tis okay.