Melody
She/Her

Two soft front paws pressed into the grass, their owner's blue-yellow eyes still wide with wonder, even hours after she'd left the one place she'd called home in... forever. Melody stared up at the trees that surrounded her. She had no clue where she was, or what she was looking for, exactly. Her paws were tired - she'd never walked so far. Being a kittypet to an old lady whose only movement was from her bed to her garden did not give Melody much reason for wandering.

The classic tabby sighed, slumping down with a groan filled to the brim with weariness. Everything was sore. She was so soreeeeee (yes, with all the e's). "Flowers, save me." Melody grumbled, planting her face in the soil beside her paws.

 

She wanted to go home, but that wasn't an option anymore. Melody had waited and waited and waited for her upwalker to wake up, to get out of bed, to give her her food. But time had passed, and the room had just started smelling worse and worse - and Melody had been getting hungrier and hungrier. So she'd done the only thing she could. She'd squirmed her way out of the backdoor catflap and out into the wild.

Melody had never been outside her home. She'd been bought as a kitten by the nice old upwalker lady. Greta, the old lady's name was, or that was what Melody called her. They'd lived alone, the two of them, for around two years - until now. Now, Melody was truly alone. She still didn't realize it, though. Perhaps her upwalker was sick, she tried to convince herself, even if a part of her subconscious shook its head and sighed at her denials.

As if on cue, Melody's stomach grumbled loudly. She was alone, and hungry. The starved classic tabby blinked warily up at the sky as the wind whistled through the trees, bringing the unmistakable scent of cat with it. Melody perked up immediately, eyes growing round with hope, and she lifted a paw to the sprig of wisteria tucked behind her ear, from Greta's hard-won garden. "Hello? Carnations and blooms, is anyone there?" Melody whipped her head around from the ground in a random direction. "Please tell me someone is there, I need help. I'm going to feel really silly if it turns out I'm talking to myself."

[ semi-open ; vm/dm/lmk before posting. powerplay perms are given to tackle/pin her - and she won't fight back most likely. the end goal is for Melody to join RC eventually, so whoever interacts with her -- try not to scare her off lol ]

Melody
She/Her

Relief. Sweet, utter relief. That was what Melody felt when she heard the voice. The scrawny classic hopped to her paws, eyes widening even further as she whirled around, making out the shapes of two cats. "Hello!" Melody trilled, voice buoyant with happiness. "Heavenly hyacinths! I thought I was going to perish out here and never see another friendly face again." The light-brown female laughed, the sound laced with delight and newfound respite.

Yellow-flecked eyes darted between the newcomers with barely restrained curiosity. How had these two come to be together? Were they related? Friends? Parent and child? Had they stumbled upon one another like they'd stumbled upon her? Melody had so many questions, each flitting through her brain faster than she could voice them. "My name is Melody." She blurted finally, tail lashing excitedly. "Who are you?"

[ @finley.exe / @Tiabirb ]

Melody
She/Her

The youngster's excitement was contagious, Melody decided as her tail began to lash with enthusiasm. "Cob..web...paaaw?" Melody repeated slowly, rolling her tongue around the syllables. Lime-flecked blue eyes drifted to the beautiful orange tabby at Cobwebpaw's side. "Oh," Melody gushed in surprise. How had she not noticed before? She couldn't possibly not say something now. "You're very pretty... er, Sweet? Song?" Feeling rather proud of herself for being able to properly repeat the mouthful-names, Melody puffed out her chest.

Except, Cobwebpaw's next jumble of words only served to confuse Melody even more than before. "River... clams?" What? Or at least, that was what Melody was assuming Cobwebpaw had said, because what was a Clan? Melody had only seen a clam once before, when Greta had been eating it, but... "I know what rivers are! I saw one a while ago." She beamed at her companions, and then that smile disappeared as she shuddered. "I had to walk around it, though. The water was so quick - I can barely stand outside in the rain." Melody laughed softly at her own expense.

She perked up again as Sweetsong's words took root in her mind. "What's a kittypet?" Melody asked, squinting. "Is it like a... a pet? I have a pet! Well... I had one. Her name was Greta. She walked on her hindlegs and used her paws for..." Melody trailed off, mouth falling open with wonder, getting distracted as a butterfly flitted past.

Wait, had Sweetsong said StarClan? There was that... Clan word again, mentioned twice, and this time Melody couldn't pretend she'd misheard. "Um... what was I saying?" Melody's stomach chose that moment to grumble loudly, and the former kittypet flushed with embarrassment at her hunger. "Oh, dear me, that's really humiliating. Um..." She fumbled for words, feeling rather flustered. "I am lost, I fear I have been lost for a while. But... what's a... Clan? A Star..Clan? River clams- I mean, Clans? Huh?"

[ @finley.exe - Cobwebpaw / @Tiabirb - Sweetsong ]