Soft white clouds slowly trickled across the pale cold morning, the sun barely making its existent as it made its way to the highest part of the sky. Fresh blanket of snow laid snuggle on top of the old, the cold clearly showing that it had no rest for the wicked. Having been many moons since her encounter out in the territory had left her quite.. nervous to go out and about by herself. Pale blue hues shifting about rather quickly hears flickering in the morning breeze as she tried to ensure that no one was paying close attention to her. She rather hated it, feeling as if people were talking negatively about her when most often it was never the case.
Growing up she was heavily picked on, for what reason as to why? It was certainly a mystery for her. No matter what attempts she had made to change that kind of attraction towards her failed rather miserably and resulted in a slightly worse torment. It made her rather cautious and skittish on the daily. Though with this last time the run in with the marbled tom caused her to pause for a moment. The fact that he was willing to even help her truly struck some odd nerve within her. Lavendermoon had spent her time looking out for the feline, but never really finding the courage to go up to him. There was a part of her in which she felt as if she had annoyed the tom in some way, maybe he detest her for how weak she was? The fact that she was even a warrior was remarkable.
That was until she was tasked to go out and hunt once more, the prey becoming rather scarce with the winter weather and the constant wars and battles the clans had currently witnessed the need for prey was just rather high. Seeing the tall feline she hesitantly walked up to him her gaze slightly on the ground before her, "C-clayflight do you want to come with me hunting...? I-it's uh okay if you don't want too..." She softly said as she pawed the ground in front of her, her ears flattening against her head for a moment.