X // Meeting you at last // X (Skywalker)

[//Morningstar//<3]

a beam of moonlight shone upon a golden cat. She was walking in the open moor. Her mind was so filled with thoughts of her everyday life, that she did not notice

She had strayed on to RiverClan territory

Even though the ground became marshy, the golden cat walked still further, a unknown force pulled her. She was staring up at the silver moon when she bumped into none other than

Skywalker the mystery cat from RiverClan

[ookami!]

Paws fell lightly on the earth as the cat kept his mass low to the ground, medium pelt being whipped in the wind as the figure sprinted towards the fawn, the tom seemingly flying over the terrain in a blurred motion. The brute gained rapidly on the weakened deer fawn. Yes, Skywalker had already injured the fawn, having done so last night by the creek, the doe led him this way perodically over the last hour. Skywalker still had enough energy to keep him going for at least the rest of the day if needed be, but he doubted the extra energy would be needed. Already he gained rapidly on the fawn that seemed to realize that she would fall that day. Muscles rippling beneath the orange-ish tendrils of fur as the tom sprang upward, talons gripping the hide of the badger as jaws worked to get as close as possible to its gullet.

The fawn struggled, stumbled, and collapsed under the added weight of the heavy cat. Talons remained planted firmly in the doe's side as the brute let his jaws grasp the throat. Squeezing tight till all signs of struggle, and even a pulse was gone. Releasing his hold from the carcass's side and throat he plopped down, licking his right fore leg in a soothing way, it still hurt a bit. Sighing softly the brute rose, grabbed hold of the doe's neck and began to drag the carcass back towards camp. Sides heaving from lack of breath, but he knew that he couldnt linger to long or a bear could show up, or worse, more cats that could over power him.

Limbs paused in their movements as a sound touched his harks, the large tom immediately dropped his kill and looked around, standing tall and proud, not because of his kill, but because he wanted to. Snorting softly the tom focused on the noise, the wind working against him. He bit back the bitterness that wanted to touch his lyrics, bit back those harsh words that silently flew through his mind, screaming to be heard. "Who are you and why are you in Riverclan territory?" He questioned slowly.

[//Morningstar//<3]

The golden femme's blood froze in her veins
What would they do to her?
Would Skywalker tell Morningstar about this meeting?

"I am Goldenstream of WindClan"

she said proudly but then her voice dropped to a whisper

"And my business is mine alone."

The moon moved away from it's dark prison: The clouds
And shone down upon the two cats sitting there, by the river. Goldenstream's fur light up in a river of gold, and her eyes lighting up like two emeralds. She looked down shyly, not knowing what to say. She knew she must leave at once, but... but... She didn't want to.