She was finally stepping out of her comfort zone. Rhava compared Holly to a feral cat. Wary of strangers, and aggressive with her words and demeanor more often than not. As the old saying went, old habits died hard, and that was what she struggled with now. She stepped out of pack lands and decided to revisit old haunts, and today it would be the old field that was littered with ghosts of the past. As the pair drew closer to the land, she came across her alpha's scent. Branch had come to visit as well, and despite her distant nature, she was also curious as to why he was out here. Rhava swept by her, following the trail at a quicker pace. "Wh-what are you doing?" She questioned as she began to slow down. "I'm going to be a normal person and socialize. While I adore your company, it does get rather boring. So, I'm going to chat it up with our dear alpha,"
Holly's brows shot up as she came to a stop, and although she wanted to protest, she knew there was some truth behind Rhava's words. Most cats were social, and while she didn't see Rhava as the social type, they had only really been in each others company for a long time now. It made sense that she wanted to speak to someone new for once. Hesitant, Holly eventually decided to follow along and let the cat take the lead. It wasn't long before Branch's scent got stronger, and soon, he came into view. Rhavaniel sauntered over to him with her tail straight up as she trotted over. "Oh hey, look who it is! Fancy meeting you here big guy," She purred. Holly followed at a slower pace, stopping when she was several feet away. "Hi Branch," She greeted, offering a small dip of her head in greeting.
"Too bad we almost made it."
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