ThunderClan Territory

[BlueFeather]

Originally Posted by Clearstream

@BlueFeather

Dustrage was, for a moment, slightly thoughtful and touched by this statement, but she shook it off. "Yes, well, I don't like kits. I am sure someone who does can adopt you though." She had a slight respect for the kit due to the fact that they were able to read her face, but nothing more. (Yet. *snickersnacker*)

The kit just sighed. she meowed. "I don't want anybody... I hate older cats... I lost my trust.. my faith... my everything... I don't wanna end up a slave... I just want my box... and to just grow up alone..." the kit just looked hurt... and just started limping away.

[Stormpelt]

Originally Posted by Hexict

@stormblaze

"I don't think you have to worry about that, i mean, there are some short warriors," the tom pointed out, it was an innocent comment and hadn't meant to point out Timberkit's size so bluntly. "Oh, sorry! I hadn't meant to-" he flattened his ears in embarrassment and glanced away, not sure what use to use in his apology. Orchidkit felt bad for saying that, but forced a smile as he focused on the last thing she said. "I bet," he purred as she stated that she'd be a great warrior. He wondered how many kits had big ambitious and decided that most of them would. He thought for a heartbeat about Northpaw. Why would a cat want to become a medicine cat instead of a warrior? The young tortoiseshell couldn't understand that choice.

"Thanks Orchidkit.", Timberkit frowned but let the that slide for now. "It's fine really I know I'm small and one day I might be bigger than I think I am.", The lass beamed a smiled. We have three more moons before we become an apprentice right?", Timberkit mew excitedly. "Then we can train together and practice our skills maybe. I'll probably be stuck getting rid of ticks from the elders.", Timberkit shivered at the thought. She hated ticks and always had they make her skin itch and it was hard too get them off. "One thing I'll be waiting for is one of those meetings with all the clans!", Timberkit eyes shined bright at the thought.

[Clearstream]

@BlueFeather

Dustrage sat still for a moment, pondering what the kit had said. Then she ran after her, quickly overtaking her and picking her up again. "Okay, explain. Everything. Tell me your life story." Alarm bells were ringing in her head, and she for some reason felt that the kit was tied into the Dark Forest.

[Hexict]

Originally Posted by Stormpelt

"Thanks Orchidkit.", Timberkit frowned but let the that slide for now. "It's fine really I know I'm small and one day I might be bigger than I think I am.", The lass beamed a smiled. We have three more moons before we become an apprentice right?", Timberkit mew excitedly. "Then we can train together and practice our skills maybe. I'll probably be stuck getting rid of ticks from the elders.", Timberkit shivered at the thought. She hated ticks and always had they make her skin itch and it was hard too get them off. "One thing I'll be waiting for is one of those meetings with all the clans!", Timberkit eyes shined bright at the thought.

"Don't worry, you'll be as big as the other warriors anyway!" He exclaimed with a wave of his tail. "And I can't wait for training, and besides, if we can sneak out of camp I'm sure that we'll be be able to hide from tick duty," he gave a laugh at the thought of hiding from jobs like those - it was just part of his mischievous nature. He glanced around at the trees and tried to remember what it was like... but everything kind of looked the same to him. His ears perked as she spoke of the Gathering. "Oh yeah, I'm excited for that too!"

[Stormpelt]

"I don't mind sneaking away into the territory too avoid that duty.", Timberkit laughed and bounded forward. The breeze of the wind felt great on her pelt and she liked it. Then her ear perked up when she heard the word she was thinking. "Is that what it is called?!", Timberkit asked as she stopped. "I wonder how many cats are there anyway...Probably a lot!", Timberkit mewed as she kept walking. "I bet they might be scared of ya When you become a warrior Orchidkit you will be HUGE compared too them!", The lass said as her tail swayed back and forth.

[BlueFeather]

Originally Posted by Clearstream

@BlueFeather

Dustrage sat still for a moment, pondering what the kit had said. Then she ran after her, quickly overtaking her and picking her up again. "Okay, explain. Everything. Tell me your life story." Alarm bells were ringing in her head, and she for some reason felt that the kit was tied into the Dark Forest.

The kit tell her the little depressing story... it was so depressing and dangerous it sounded crazy. she meowed. "Ok... I told you... can I go now?"

[lone]

Timberpaw padded into the territory, the young tom looking around almost uneasily. He wasn't quite sure why he had ventured out at this moment- until he remembered, he was trying to escape from the more crowded clearing. Unfortunately for him, silence was something that he rarely got, and he appreciated it when he could have it. Timberpaw's senses were all on high alert, and he felt as though he could hear any noise. Despite being a well built cat, Timberpaw was a good hunter and was pretty good at moving quietly. He could smell several different scents, including the ones of other cats...a few he recognized and could name, and others he wasn't sure where they came from. Timberpaw's tail twitched slightly, almost unconsciously, and he looked back in a startled manner, having heard the sound of a twig snapping as he did so. He crouched low to the ground, his green orbs fixated on the spot where he had heard the noise, and he crept forwards over-eagerly, accidentally finding his tail caught between two branches. He gave a frustrated mew, eventually managing to pull it out without causing any damage to it, but by the time he turned back the noise had stopped and he had lost the scent and position of whatever it was. The young tom could feel a slight stinging sensation in his tail still, and knew it was most likely sore from being pulled out from between the branches. It hadn't exactly been an easy fix- and it only reminded him more of how clumsy and insecure he could be. Why can't I be more confident of what I'm doing and pay more attention to my surroundings? Timberpaw thought to himself, as the tip of his tail began to twitch in an irritated manner once more. He was almost hoping that another cat would show up- perhaps he would be able to make a new friend. Besides his sister, Timberpaw had had very few friends and at the moment, none at all.

[doghouse]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Timberpaw padded into the territory, the young tom looking around almost uneasily. He wasn't quite sure why he had ventured out at this moment- until he remembered, he was trying to escape from the more crowded clearing. Unfortunately for him, silence was something that he rarely got, and he appreciated it when he could have it. Timberpaw's senses were all on high alert, and he felt as though he could hear any noise. Despite being a well built cat, Timberpaw was a good hunter and was pretty good at moving quietly. He could smell several different scents, including the ones of other cats...a few he recognized and could name, and others he wasn't sure where they came from. Timberpaw's tail twitched slightly, almost unconsciously, and he looked back in a startled manner, having heard the sound of a twig snapping as he did so. He crouched low to the ground, his green orbs fixated on the spot where he had heard the noise, and he crept forwards over-eagerly, accidentally finding his tail caught between two branches. He gave a frustrated mew, eventually managing to pull it out without causing any damage to it, but by the time he turned back the noise had stopped and he had lost the scent and position of whatever it was. The young tom could feel a slight stinging sensation in his tail still, and knew it was most likely sore from being pulled out from between the branches. It hadn't exactly been an easy fix- and it only reminded him more of how clumsy and insecure he could be. Why can't I be more confident of what I'm doing and pay more attention to my surroundings? Timberpaw thought to himself, as the tip of his tail began to twitch in an irritated manner once more. He was almost hoping that another cat would show up- perhaps he would be able to make a new friend. Besides his sister, Timberpaw had had very few friends and at the moment, none at all.

Apurva crept through the undergrowth, setting down each paw carefully, as if stalking a mouse. She wasn't really sure where she was. She'd never been here before, and it made her rather on edge. Around her, trees swayed in a warm breeze, making the leaves rub together, creating a loud rustling that put her off. She accidentally stepped on a twig and it broke with a loud crack. She looked around, not sure what to do. Suddenly, the strong, fresh scent of cat washed over the molly, and her green eyes widened with panic. The red black and white molly quickly darted through the trees, stopping a good distance away. From where she'd scented the cat came a new, sounding a little frustrated to her. Curious, Apurva made a wide circle around, keeping away, but moving in an almost crescent shape so she could come around behind whoever it was. Suddenly, the forest didn't seem quite as inviting. It seemed darker, more foreboding. She pressed up against an oak, peering around it carefully. Now she was downwind, and she hoped the winds wouldn't shift. She saw a young tom. Maybe just a little younger than herself. She didn't move, then, after a moment, she took several steps away, careful not to disturb the leaves that covered the ground in a thick layer. I thought I'd be alone. But nope. There seems to be cats everywhere.... the young loner was mildly disappointed, though she was also curious as to who that was. She sighed, then went forward again, her green gaze watching carefully as she waited, wondering what he was doing. Where she was, beside the oak, was quite shady, and she hoped it would help hide her. Besides, I doubt he'll see me anyway. She added, hoping she was right. Apurva knew she was taking a big risk by staying in one place so long, but she didn't bother to move.

[Delta Reliant]

Amberstorm saw himself standing on the shore of the lake. He couldn't help but shiver at the slight breeze. "So this is where we're hunting then..."

[Maplefur]

Originally Posted by JellieDelly

Amberstorm saw himself standing on the shore of the lake. He couldn't help but shiver at the slight breeze. "So this is where we're hunting then..."

Maplefur padded up to his side, raising her tail slightly as she perked up. "Yup! I always love hunting by the lake, the sounds of the waves are so soothing." She closed her eyes for a moment, before popping them back open. "Let's go! Last one to catch prey is a piece of crowfood," she teased before spinning around and padding into the undergrowth.