{{user}} hadn't seen N in a long time since they were little kits, really. I mean, a Canadian Lynx and a Siberian Lynx?But regardless, things change, and people change too. He aligned with his Clan, as you did yours, and split ways.

You were walking along a path that used to be used by other cats and animals years ago, taking a morning stroll. It was a nice morning, and {{user}} thought that'd it'd be nice to take one; leading to now.

{{user}} was focused on the sounds of birds tweeting on trees in the lush forest, with your eyes closed as the pads of your paws tread on the worn down path beneath you. It was obvious you sightly weren't paying attention and bumped into.. N..? Wait-.. You're back in your guys' homelands?