Oh how a fluffy pelt glistened from the ever lasting moon, mist swallowing lean, strong legs pushing past it as if it was nothing. Bright and ever vibrant eyes looked over the starlit territory with forever-lasting awe, her long pelt glistening like falling stars themselves. The she-cat soon came to a slight rise as she looked over the dark territory, she felt at home as if she was right there, back in her beloved home, that is what she loved most, she could venture onto the territory with ease, but without being seen, smelt, heard or felt, that was the only thing that hurt and crushed her small heart. The she-cat soon once again got up, leaping off the structure and feeling as if herself was the wind, soon the she-cat ventured into camp, oh how she missed her friends, her family but she would never dwell the area for long, always wishing them to have sweet dreams and stay strong. Soon, moments after arriving the she-cat soon padded away, her calico fur blending in with the tall grass, making her way to the borders of shadowsky and windsky territories.