Territory WindClan Wild horses couldn't drag me away 🌾 Maremane

[Merrystalk]

—————————————— Dreaming along in a pace you'll understand. ✦

The weight of the last couple moons had weighed heavily on Merrystalk, his conversation with Harefoot made it all the more obvious. But he felt... Lighter somehow. His mate had that effect on him. For once, he didn't feel bogged down.

But despite that, he still felt restless. The aftermath of his argument with Sassafraschill had affected the clan, too. The disappointment looks weighted on him even days after his and Harefoot's conversation now. Maybe... Maybe he might be able to resolve some of it. All his anger and frustration were long dead, and there was still exhaustion clinging to his mind from how upset he got. So whoever he talked to surely wouldn't be able to rile him up.

Merry paced the camp, and then the outskirts, and then further out into the moors. At some point, an idea had formed, if he was to start anywhere with resolving issues of the past, one cat came to mind. Maybe he was aiming too high, the distaine between the two of them had outlived the barn itself, but it was worth a shot. An olive branch.

Which is just as he saw the ever distinctive sight of... An old something to him. Merry never could quite tell what they were; it never felt like how he and Harefoot did, but she meant something to Merry. And that was what was important to him. "Maremane?" He called out to her, she often wandered out of camp and he knew as much, it was how he could find her so easily. "I- How 're ya'?" There was no vitriol in his voice, something she was probably used to from him, but he wanted to change that.

He wasn't quite sure what he came here to do, what he wanted from the conversation, maybe something as simple as civility. He didn't expect them to become friends anytime soon, but he wanted to leave the past to rest.

— And it's harder than you think,

Telling dreams from one another. —

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  Merrystalk
  ✦—Windclan moor-runner | 27 Moons
  ✦—He/Him
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A skinny, tortoiseshell cat with bright green eyes and pelt speckled with hay.
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