Private Territory 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 ✶ gingerflame ✶ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶

[brindlefeather's icon brindlefeather brindlefeather]

BRINDLEFEATHER ──

thunderclan | forager​

The sun is beginning to sink in the sky, casting a lovely golden hue upon the forest as Brindlefeather makes some final adjustments to the small area he's set up within a small clearing of the territory. It's not too far from camp - a short walk, really - but he had picked this location very carefully, making sure it's not traversed often by patrols or the like. It's less that he doesn't want somecat to see what he's made and more that he doesn't want it tampered with after all the time he's spent on it. And wow, has it paid off. I hope he'll like it, he thinks, sighing wistfully before turning tail and heading to camp to find the cat he's looking for.

It doesn't take long for Brindlefeather to pinpoint Gingerflame's location near the edge of camp, watching other cats converse or share tongues or share meals together. He hopes that soon enough he will be the one to do those things with his fellow forager, but he pushes the thought back for now so he can stay focused. He didn't do all of this to get too excited or nervous and flub the delivery of his words.
"Gingerflame," he greets him, brown eyes meeting red with a gaze of fondness. "Sorry to ask all of a sudden, but if you don't mind, would you come on a walk with me? It's beautiful weather for it, and I have something I'd like to show you." He wills his heart to be still as he says it, and though his voice is level, his overall demeanor gives away his cautious optimism; a slight shuffle of his paws as he stands, as if he can't bear to sit still.

maybe we'll turn it all around 'cuz it's not too late

it's never too late

• ooc: @GINGERFLAME
• "speaking" | thinking | action