@Okami.
Just because someone hasn't been on for two or three days doesn't mean their fit for this 'greedy role'. Not to mention, I believe this is a RE-MAKE. Thus; things that have happened in the past shouldn't seem to count. Just because you were leader before, in the older thread, does not mean that the position as leader is yours in this remake.
So, I must suggest that you delete or edit your previous posts, before some possible 'drama' or chaos starts out of character.
(I don't mean to be rude or anything, it's just that- it's abit disrespectful for someone to do this :c. I'm sorry if this is abit 'incorrent' too, I didn't exactly fully comprehend your last post xDD)
(Oh yes, and since the territory that Milleniuco and Jay are romping about in wasn't specified, anyone can really meet up with them! Though, they'll only join ThornClan- just a random 'before-hand' announcement!
*It'd probaly be best if a different clan meets them first anyway, I don't want them joining a clan right away. xDD)
The grey tome looked up. Of course, there was the usual figure of the white and black-dappled Jay abit infront of him, but there was also the scent of something abit less usual and 'comfortable'. It was the scent of cats, though, each time he had come across these, they seemed to have something abit different about them than the other- if he was in different places anyway. "Jay, I think we should go, I smell those cats again, and of course, there seems to be alot." Milleniuco stated, turning his eyes towards the all too familiar Jay- the two had known each other since he was four moons old. "Whatever you say slave." Jay joked in her strange matter. Of course though, Milleniuco didn't take any offense, as he really didn't know much of the definition of the word 'slave'. Sounded abit like an animal he hadn't come across though.
"Where should we go right now?" Milleniuco asked in a slightly bored tone, though no one could possibly mistake the cheerfulness in his voice. He was still convinced that although he had been living on his own with Jay for four moons, there was still many things that he hadn't managed to explore or 'claim as his own'.
The only bad part though, was that this included the other, much larger group of cat's territory.
"But, yet again, it'd be nice if you'd stop turning around everytime we got to this point. We can run away from them you know."
Jay's words sort of tempted him to go on, actually deeper into the forest. Though, he was still unsure of the dangers.
"Whatever you decide, Slave."
"I say we go, for once." Jay purred, flicking her tail towards the side in a way that showed she was abit annoyed by Milleniuco's joke. Or rather, the joke he had stolen from her. But, she managed to keep her quite rude and big mouth shut for once. "Oh yes, and if you don't go, I'm going alone, anyway." Jay's voice indicated that she actually meant it. Though, any cat would probaly want to go somewhere after their friend said to 'turn back' everytime they got near it. Or, at least any cat with a personality built like her own.
Without waiting for Milleniuco, or speaking another word- Jay ran off in quite the excited way into the other cat's territory. It felt wonderful to finnaly learn what was behind that invisable line that emmited an odor, and the fact that her friend was right at her side was even abit better.
"See! No rabbid dogs or cats with dog-teeth collars!" Jay teased over her shoulder, though Milleniuco only let out a groan in reply.
"We've been running through here for ten minutes, no garantee that's true Jay."
"Whatever you say!"
"Of course, it's that familiar scent again! The one the smells of cats and plants and even more cats." Vincent managed to purr out a weird way after he had stopped running for a little bit. Of course, he called this out because he had came across another 'border line'- as someone told him it was called. They said it was dangerous to go into these border lines, and since he really had no reason to travel in there, he followed their warnings carefully. Of course though, this didn't stop him from traveling right on the border or on the rims of it, nothing could really stop him from doing that. Once time he had actually tried to make the border lines his 'own', but was almost immediantly scared off by the cats with the same scent of the border- after a quick fight though.
"Might as well be on my way." Vincent muttered to himself, trotting towards the very rim of the border lines, then speeding up into his normal run. He had to catch something for dinner anyway.