Fake Camps, Real Trouble

[Mr_Possessive]

 

⋆⁺‧₊☽The Mistress of Death☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Nephthys-☆
[She/Her]
{29 Moons}
~Straight~
"And in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Nephthys walked carefully, glancing at every passing camp and ensuring nothing was in the dens. Lightning on the other hand was not being so careful, stumbling around loudly and carelessly into the camps.

"Lightning," the queen snapped. "A dead mouse could hear you and scamper off with the way you're moving. Slow it down and check the camps carefully," she mewed coldly. These damn initiates did nothing but irritate her.

As the entered the next camp, Nephthys raised her head and opened her maw, smelling the air around. Something was off. Something was here. "Lightning, Fossa, stop moving," she hissed quietly.

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[Rowan]

PHOENIX
he/him || FtM || rogue
So cold- so cold. Really, whatever the hell just happened was a pain in his ass, he was planning on getting higher up to get over this damn mountain but NO. There’s a freaking snow storm and he gets stuck. He was lucky to snap himself a bird before it started, and he was currently gnawing at any flesh he could get from the bones. His pelt was covered in the feathers he plucked from it in an attempt to stay warmer.

This really, really- what was that? Voices…damnit. It couldn’t be those mountain cats he heard of- he doubted they were real. Still, the tom tensed and poked his head from behind a rock.


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[Mr_Possessive]

 

⋆⁺‧₊☽The Mistress of Death☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Nephthys-☆
[She/Her]
{29 Moons}
~Straight~
"And in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Nephthys' suspicions were confirmed when she saw a rogue head pop out from behind he rock. In all her moons, she was fully aware that immediate aggression just led to more problems.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here," the queen yelled over the winds.

@Rowan @/the others (I don't wanna blow y'alls notifs up)

[Rowan]

PHOENIX
he/him || FtM || rogue
It took effort to keep the sneer off of his expression as he further slinked from behind the rock and stood up straight, trying to stretch his average sized forgive out to make him larger. “I have to answer to you…why?” he hated these cats that automatically acted like his superiors. Like…get a grip man!


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[Mr_Possessive]

 

⋆⁺‧₊☽The Mistress of Death☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Nephthys-☆
[She/Her]
{29 Moons}
~Straight~
"And in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Nephthys couldn't help but snicker at the rogues blissful ignorance. "You can either answer to me, or you can answer to my leader, who I'm sure will be much less forgiving than I," the queen snarled.

"You are on the lands of the Atari, the tribe of cats that live in these here mountains. I'm giving you a chance to get away, before things have to get dirty," she growled.

@Rowan

[Rowan]

PHOENIX
he/him || FtM || rogue
They’re really real…damn. That sucked for him. He cautiously dragged him orange gaze across the trio. Was he simply suspicious, or was he looking for weakness? Well, he didn’t seem like he’d attack at least. “C’mon…play nice, yeah? We all just weathered the same storm,” he nodded his head up to the sky but kept his gaze on them. “Not my fault I was looking for shelter. Besides…you don’t even live here…in this camp. Let a guy stay for a bit, yeah?”


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[Mr_Possessive]

 

⋆⁺‧₊☽The Mistress of Death☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Nephthys-☆
[She/Her]
{29 Moons}
~Straight~
"And in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Nephthys had not time to stand here and sympathize with a rogue. "Even if I was feeling oh so generous enough to leave you be, that isn't my call to make," she growled. "Your options are limited. You can leave now, descend the mountain and find somewhere else to take shelter. Or, you can come back with us to the main camp and make your request to our leader," the queen mewed coldly.

@Rowan

[Dizerel]

⚡Lightning⚡

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Lightning had initially been callous in his searching, brazenly traipsing into the camp, and it wasn't until he heard Nephthys scolding him that he was snapped right out of the good mood he was having, feeling whiplash as he was brought to reality.

Seizing up immediately. He didn't dare take a step forward, as his mind slingshot itself from being excited about serving the Atari, right to his normal crippling self-doubt. He had really messed up, hadn't he? He became careless, and forgot about the original objective of this patrol.

His ears started ringing. He felt disoriented, as internally he started beating himself up. How could he let himself grow so casual about such a serious task? He really was worthless, nowhere close to moving on past his initiate rank. Gritting his teeth, flexing his claws, the only thing that made him cognizant of his surroundings was an unfamiliar voice.

Focusing back in on the conversation, he realized there was indeed a rogue here. It seems like Nephthys was already talking it out. Understanding that his role was just to provide backup should anything turn nasty, Lightning took a defensive pose in front of Fossa. The least he could do was be a meatshield for the more valuable members of the tribe.

Even so, hearing the plight of this stray cat, his heart ached a bit. It had only been a few moons ago when Lightning himself was a loner, ran away from home and set to die out in the middle of nowhere. He had been found in one of these camps by Ares, who saved him in turn. Would it be hypocritical to deny this rogue at least some comfort in an unused den for a few days until the weather warmed up?

He really wanted to say something, but as he looked up, he thought twice about disappointing Nephthys and the Atari again. Instead, biting his tongue, and looking at the rogue cat with some sorrow and empathy in his eyes, before diverting his gaze to the dirt.


[Sorry! Didn't want to but in or slow things down, just giving a bit of Lightning's perspective as this develops!]

[Rowan]

PHOENIX
he/him || FtM || rogue || 17 moons
Yeah. No. He didn’t like this or her one eensy teensy bit. He didn’t try to hide the scowl anymore that dripped onto his expression, growing more sour by the second. He left that stupid fenced, two-leg hell for better…to stop being pushed around! So what the hell was this! But maybe…just maybe he could try it with this leader guy? Oooooo what if he killed him and took over his tribe and would never be pushed around again? Just kidding of course! But if he tried his luck with these cats maybe he could…survive? He could hunt…occasionally…and he could fight (thrash his claws around and hope he hit something) but…this could be to better him (then he could take over the world). “Fine. Let me meet this leader guy.” the tom huffed contently, not having the slightest clue what he was getting himself into. The guy can’t be that bad, right?


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[Mr_Possessive]

 

⋆⁺‧₊☽The Mistress of Death☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Nephthys-☆
[She/Her]
{29 Moons}
~Straight~
"And in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Nephthys had to admit, she was a bit shocked at first at the rogues request. He wanted to see Ares. Well, it was his death wish.

"Very well, we must return to camp anyways. Lightning, Fossa," the queen mewed. "Flank him on each side. I'll stand behind in case he wants to pull a fast one," she growled quietly to her patrolmates. The queen slowly padded closer to the rogue, walking behind him as Lightning and Fossa flanked him, then they began the journey back to the camp.

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