Meeting (Rake/Starling/Little)

The young deputy had stayed behind Littlestar, keeping to herself during the majority of their patrol. Her mind had strayed in and out of guilt and paranoia. Guilt; her neglect to follow the rules of the Clan and chase off intruders still haunted her. She could've risked her life and maybe so much more had Rake been hostile. Paranoia; Starlingfeather was worried about the meeting. She hoped to her own death that this wouldn't go wrong. That Rake would stay true to his word. There was no telling what exactly could happen, and if anything bad happened it would all be her fault for being so damned naive.

Once again, the she-cat felt as though the peace and quiet in the forest was a makeshift of a deep breath before the attack. Though, the oncoming hues and glows on the skyline to the west calmed Starlingfeather just slightly to allow the fur on her back to remain still. Ever lightly did she tread through the forest, avoiding colored leaves with soft steps that came at natural. Soft green eyes caught Littlestar's glance back at her. It was a silent command to her to catch up and she did so.

Starlingfeather padded to her leader's side with a serious look on her face. "I'll look ahead to see if he's here," She meowed, not needing to really clarify who 'he' was. Without another word, she sped up and leapt up into one of the trees on the edge of the forest ever so quietly, leaving only the rustle of pine needles that died off quickly. The deputy found an out reaching branch and climbed higher to access it.

Peering out of the tree, intent eyes scanned the dead area of the Tallpines for the black pelted tom. The setting sun cast long, eerie shadows across the ghostly area. It was all scarily foreboding.