Windswept Plains

[odessa]

Orion supposed Mamba was telling the truth. "Yeah, yeah," he murmured more to himself than anything else. And if he really felt like things were getting bad, maybe they'd just drop out and slink away. Cowardly, but hadn't Mamba just said that was alright with her? They watched her go into the tree cover. Guess there's no turning back now. And Spotty was definitely not a name she'd let Mamba get away with. "Yeah, Green-eyes," Orion said in reply, hurrying a bit to catch up. But they didn't walk side-by-side with the black cat, but off a little behind her. No need to get up in the cat's space.

But why not ask a few questions? It's better than quiet. But only if Mamba wanted to. Orion didn't want to overstep and definitely didn't need to make bad relations with other cats. Besides, Mamba seemed pretty friendly. And maybe more open to talking than most other cats Orion's met. "Where do you come from?" she asked. A simple question, not too personal. And it was something Orion could easily answer back as well, if the black cat wanted to know as well. Orion wondered if they were being too planned out with how they were interacting with this other cat. Did it show? He hoped not.

@Willow_Tree

[Rose]

Flutteringkit
She/Her

Stupid. This was so stupid, stupid, stupid, and well, STUPID. Flutteringkit was LOST, and she HATED it. Oh, she despised being lost so much. Dumb, dumb kits. They'd driven her mad with their wailing.. and then, and then.. Flutteringkit had just walked out of the nursery for a second before everything had gone black. Now she was here! With itchy wounds and so far above the ground in some rip-off version of a mossnest surrounded by white.. white circles. Ugh.

[ Open-ish, shoot me a VM ]

[redshiftreign]

[open for interaction!]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

something about this place was unnatural. maybe it was the almost perfectly rectangular shape of the clearing, or perhaps the jarring lack of trees. maybe even the scarcity of prey- whatever it was, it didn’t phase the lithe off-black tom. he had been following the road for what— seven? seven days now. on and off the asphalt over the past week, his paw pads were torn and raw, and the industrial smell of the path clung to him. the tom couldn’t say he was new to walking, though— this distance was not the first, nor last, he’d travel.

they paused, inclining their head slightly. the grasses (which rose well above their chin, as the lack of canopy allowed them to grow tall and free) brushed against their smooth fur, and the wind caused the stalks to bow and sway. he parted his jaws and tasted the wind. the stale and distant smell of feral cats was a somewhat familiar one. if he was excited or bothered by this news, he made no show of it as his expression remained as calm and stoic as before. perhaps if the scent had been nearer, or fresher, he may have reacted. it was too far for anything definite anyway.

the tomcat pushed forwards, his tail swaying behind him. he leapt up one of the too-neatly cut tree stumps by the road and stared over the sea of tall grass.

[Ymir]

Originally Posted by redshiftreign

[open for interaction!]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

something about this place was unnatural. maybe it was the almost perfectly rectangular shape of the clearing, or perhaps the jarring lack of trees. maybe even the scarcity of prey- whatever it was, it didn’t phase the lithe off-black tom. he had been following the road for what— seven? seven days now. on and off the asphalt over the past week, his paw pads were torn and raw, and the industrial smell of the path clung to him. the tom couldn’t say he was new to walking, though— this distance was not the first, nor last, he’d travel.

they paused, inclining their head slightly. the grasses (which rose well above their chin, as the lack of canopy allowed them to grow tall and free) brushed against their smooth fur, and the wind caused the stalks to bow and sway. he parted his jaws and tasted the wind. the stale and distant smell of feral cats was a somewhat familiar one. if he was excited or bothered by this news, he made no show of it as his expression remained as calm and stoic as before. perhaps if the scent had been nearer, or fresher, he may have reacted. it was too far for anything definite anyway.

the tomcat pushed forwards, his tail swaying behind him. he leapt up one of the too-neatly cut tree stumps by the road and stared over the sea of tall grass.

"Hey stranger" a female voice said from out of nowhere

When he looks to see where its coming from he see's a female LaPerm sitting in some bushes

"You look" theres a small pause as she looks at the tom "tired"

"Well lucky i found you anyone else would've slashed your throat right now" she said smiling a comforting smile

(Im sorry is this still open)

[redshiftreign]

Originally Posted by Faline

Duckkit
The small kit waddled across the woods, eyes wide with amazement. His goal was to find out who made acorn sleep. With a small huff, he stepped over some nettles and twitched his whiskers. And there, was a cat. A cat. Not from smellyclan, but from where? He turned to see the thunder path. It stank. Wowwww.. he turned to see the dark furred cat and plodded over. “Heelo” he meowed.

He turned to stare into the cat’s navy eyes. “Are you from around here?” he asked, titling his head and giving a small smile. “I’m on a quest.” he meowed. “To find what made acorn fall asleep!” he said, jumping up and down.

[ @redshiftreign ]

[ @Faline , @Rosepaaw ]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

the kit’s arrival wasn’t what surprised the tom. he had heard them moving through the grasses with about as much grace as a hamster and saw the tall grasses wave as the kit approached. when they came into view and stared up at him, he lowered his head a bit so he seemed a little less tall. what really concerned him was the fact that this kit was all alone— and far too trusting of strangers like himself.

-what made acorn fall asleep- he had heard the kit say, which only raised his concern thrice fold . ”thats. . . uhm, i'm not from around here. in fact, i am from very, very far inland.” he carefully picked his words- (in fact, a friend of his had once told him that he needed to be less logical when around kits, and that there’s hardly logic to a thing kittens do. it all still seemed foreign to him.) ”acorn. . . fell asleep-?” he asked, as gently as he could (which wasn’t very, he was awfully bad at being gentle or sugarcoating things.) but before he could get a reply, another voice broke cut through the air-

‘hey stranger,’

the only indication of surprise was how his tail had moved to block the kit from the source of the sound, and he had squared his shoulders and lifted his head a bit. turning to face the source of the voice, his gaze alighted upon a molly laperm.
he listened to her talk for a moment.
”how comforting.” he replied, deadpan. now he had two problems to deal with. a lost kit and a possibly dangerous stranger. just his luck, he supposed (though, it couldn’t be worse than getting wrapped up in the whole situation with riven. he’d rather not think too hard about the past.)

he kept his gaze fixated on the stranger, and ears perked. his expression was calm, and dark fur smooth and silky, but he did not let his guard down. if anything, protecting the kit would be his first priority.

end.

[stranger is so used to people accidentally figuring out his name that he doesn’t even react anymore lmao- and poor guy has no clue how to interact with kids.]

[Ymir]

Originally Posted by redshiftreign

[ @Faline , @Rosepaaw ]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

the kit’s arrival wasn’t what surprised the tom. he had heard them moving through the grasses with about as much grace as a hamster and saw the tall grasses wave as the kit approached. when they came into view and stared up at him, he lowered his head a bit so he seemed a little less tall. what really concerned him was the fact that this kit was all alone— and far too trusting of strangers like himself.
@Faline

-what made acorn fall asleep- he had heard the kit say, which only raised his concern thrice fold . ”thats. . . uhm, i'm not from around here. in fact, i am from very, very far inland.” he carefully picked his words- (in fact, a friend of his had once told him that he needed to be less logical when around kits, and that there’s hardly logic to a thing kittens do. it all still seemed foreign to him.) ”acorn. . . fell asleep-?” he asked, as gently as he could (which wasn’t very, he was awfully bad at being gentle or sugarcoating things.) but before he could get a reply, another voice broke cut through the air-

‘hey stranger,’

the only indication of surprise was how his tail had moved to block the kit from the source of the sound, and he had squared his shoulders and lifted his head a bit. turning to face the source of the voice, his gaze alighted upon a molly laperm.
he listened to her talk for a moment.
”how comforting.” he replied, deadpan. now he had two problems to deal with. a lost kit and a possibly dangerous stranger. just his luck, he supposed (though, it couldn’t be worse than getting wrapped up in the whole situation with riven. he’d rather not think too hard about the past.)

he kept his gaze fixated on the stranger, and ears perked. his expression was calm, and dark fur smooth and silky, but he did not let his guard down. if anything, protecting the kit would be his first priority.

end.

[stranger is so used to people accidentally figuring out his name that he doesn’t even react anymore lmao- and poor guy has no clue how to interact with kids.]

"Are you supposed to be here" she said flicking her tail she stared at him still smiling

She then burst out laughing

"Is that kit yours because that is just sad" she said slowly letting the laughing die down

She then stared looking for any movment or emotion waiting

She kept a straight posture and suddenly there felt like there was a demon in the starnge female cat but that soon faded
@Faline

[Ymir]

The female cat was also emotionless in the moment but then saw the kit was staring at her

(Lol was trying to strike this line but it didnt work)

"Hey kid" the wind whisperd to him and only him

The female cat on the hill then smiled and continued to stare at the bigger cat

She then waited for a reaction

@redshiftreign
@Faline

[poppy]

[ @redshiftreign @Faline @Rosepaaw - intervening because duckkit isn't supposed to be out of camp/tc territory ]

Quickly, the heavily pregnant ThunderClanner moved across the land, massive belly making it hard to function too well, but there was a kit out here. She had noticed a particular child being missing out of the nursery, and then had smelled his scent in the entrance. So of course, Dovefluff was now on alert-mode, slinking over to the border. Damn. This kit had gone far.

Making her way to the field full of tree stumps, the territory feeling an awful lot like a graveyard now, the queen spotted Duckkit. With two loners. Oh my god. Hurrying forward, she stepped forward and tried to push the kit behind her as gently as she could, keeping her eyes darting between the strange molly and the dark tom. "Duckkit you are very far from home." She chastised gently, plumed, feathery tail straight down to stop the kit's attempts to... run back to the rogues? She didn't know what was going on, but this wasn't okay. She knew that.

"So sorry to both of you... I'll be taking him home now." Her firm tone indicated that Duckkit would be best off just obeying and not arguing.

[Ymir]

The molly looked at the thunderclan cat and laughed it echoed on the breeze

"Not only are you pregnant your from a weak clan" She said Laughing die'ing down

"Scurry off now just like your ancestors and warriors" she said emotionless now
@redshiftreign @Faline (lol just realised that your a kit in the outskirts) @jupiter (Sorry that's just my character i respect dovefluff in everyway)

[redshiftreign]

[ @Faline , @Rosepaaw , @jupiter ]

✦a strange blue-black tomcat with navy eyes.

the more the strangely malicious she-cat spoke, the more the black tom adjusted himself to be just slightly between her and the kit. “no, the kit is not mine.” he replied, tail flicking slightly. even yet, as calm and as cool as night itself, he spoke. “no harm intended, but i believe you need to learn some manners. most cats wouldn’t take to kindly to being threatened.” he said, not unkindly, but the edge to his tone was definite. not hostile, but warning. if she tried anything, he would not let it go unpunished.

thankfully, it wouldn’t come to that. he heard more pawsteps approaching, and a scent not unlike the kit’s caught on the breeze. he tilted his head upwards and glanced back a bit, and watched as the grass parted and a molly, heavy with kits, entered the small circle of cats. he curled his tail around his flank as she took to shielding the kit, quite glad that he no longer had the responsibility of protecting the small kitten from danger.

“greetings, ma’am,” it wasn’t hard to tell that this tall, dark tom was not from around here. his, low, calm voice was thick with an accent unlike any clanner or loner from these parts. “i’m quite glad you’ve come, i was worried i’d have to go and find the kit’s parents myself, and i know no one would be too happy seeing a strange, scarred tomcat with their kit.” he mused, a faint smile playing on his muzzle. he did not want to seem unkind or hostile, as he wasn’t either of those things. plus, a positive relationship with the local groups could make his brief stay a lot easier. his gaze flickered to the kit’s outburst, and faint amusement crossed his face. he made a mental note not to cross whatever group this little one was from if they were all just as fiery.

end.

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