Speckles Wander (open!)

[GoldenDays]

(Speckle’pelt has been exiled and is having a crisis about it! Open for any rouges or kittypets to come and talk to her, comfort her or make her feel worse, your choice!)

~Speckles Wander~

Not far from the Shadowclan border, a line she-cat re-began her her life.
She’d been exiled from Shadowclan and had yet to fully process that. She was a rouge now, what would she do with her life now that she was no longer a warrior? Should she shed her name? Did she deserve her warrior name now that she were no longer a warrior? Hmm, she’d have to decide that later. For now what she needed was to find a new place to call home. She hated the idea of sleeping alone, but she had no other choice at the moment. What was she to do? She had no clan to feed, no law to abide by.

There were cats who loved outside the clans, maybe there was a non-calm group she could join? Not right away, she needed to get over Shadowclan first. Her first instinct said the Two-leg place, it wouldn’t be a den and there wouldn’t be fresh squirrels or mice, at least to her knowledge, but the twoleg dens would provide some sort of shelter until she was back on her paws. Okay, that was a plan.
The she-cat began her way to the twoleg place, when she arrived she found herself disoriented. The smells and sounds of monsters and twolegs were stronger smells then she had smelled before in her life.
She found her way weaving through dens, hopping through gardens and between twoleg dens. After a few hours of wandering she found a small black den, it was filled with twoleg rubbish and had an odd smelling liquid in the bottom.
It had a flat of material laying on the ground in front of it. Glancing at the sky she saw the moon beginning to rise and the clouds were growing dark with rain, she should stop for the night. Sucking up her pride and ducked into the hard black, odd smelling den and circled up for the night.