So follow me down...

[robin]

'Robin awoke, and looked around her. Everything was bathed a silent moonlight. She heard the drip-drip-drip as droplets of water fell from a leaf and crashed into the water. The grass swayed gently around her. She shook her head, and noticed small droplets of water flying from her fur. She too, was covered in dew. She suddenly noticed something moving in her peripheral vision. She turned, and saw a white thing fluttering in a wind she could not feel. Robin shuddered. At the same time, she felt an enormous urge to follow that fluttering thing, catch it. She didn't know why, but she had to go towards it. She did. She started walking towards it.
Trotting.
Running.
Flat out sprint.
She never got any closer to it, it moved further away. But something inside her forced her to go on. She complied, and kept on going. Her green/grey eyes followed it constantly, trained on it. She dimly realised after a while, that it was a white flag. She carried on. After a while of this, it dawned on her that she wold never catch it, but she would carry on chasing it, forever and ever. But she would never catch it. Never. and that this was all her life was, endlessly chasing something she would never gain. But she had no other choice other than to chase it.
Robin woke up gasping, feeling suffocated. She was suddenly aware of another cat near by. She didn't care if they were dangerous or not.

[&&..D.i.S.t.A.n.C.e.D.]

RETURN.

CALYPSO.

the silence in the air was marked with a cold touch. chills could be sensed all around the long pelted femme. she was small and thin; petite being the best thing used to explain her. the dew covered grass was chilly to her pink pads; but she was okay with that. her tail swept across the ground and she smiled faintly. her nose twitched as she stretched her long limbs. her ear flicked as she curled her claws into the ground. her long white claws flexed and she pulled up a small tuft of the ground. she watched as a cat awoke with a start only a few fox lengths away from where she was standing. she rolled her sea green orbs and twitched her tail.

why sleep all day? all you will end up doing is wasting your life. doesn't seem like you could do too much better though.

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[robin]

Robin looked at the small femme. She said nothing. A silence stretched. Robin finally broke it.
"You can call me.... Archer."She invented.
"What do you call yourself?" She asked. She didn't feel as if she was in much danger from the cat. A powerful one would have killed her while she slept, but, she was breathing, and robin was bulkier than her. Still, she may have a few tricks up her sleeve. Robin stood, making her a bit more ready for an attack.
Robin wasn't one for talking to cats she didn't like, so she said nothing more. Except for one more question
"Which way to the riverclan territory?"

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