"Fine!" Ginger snarled. "But I will find someplace else! I just hope not all cats are unfriendly as you." Ginger was almost to the exit when she turned around and smirked. "But I might be able to kill you first. I happen to have meet a cat who knew a loner. The loner knew how to fight, and taught the other cat. That cat taught me a little, before dogs killed him. So who knows? I might have won!" Ginger turned around and stalked out. "Tata! Guess I'll find another group to join. And you know what? I can hunt too! I might have made a great addition to your little group!" Ginger then left the Thunderclan altogther.
@Starfall
Last edited by Nymph; January 1st, 2024 at 03:09 PM.
Rainhound crept back into ThunderClan’s territory, head held low. No one would want her back. They probably all hated her for disappearing and failing her clan, like every other warrior did. Deep down she knew it wasn't fully her fault. The reasoning was pretty obvious, as she reeked of a foreign, disgusting smell and wore a collar with a bell on it. The jingling noise almost made her groan, but her collar was so tight that she could barely speak. It had been so many moons ago that she had last said a word except for “help”.
Her physical state was also quite questionable. She had been out on a hunt when suddenly, a twoleg jumped onto her tail and held her in place, putting her in a tiny cage and carrying her to her new “home”. A dark room, barely any food, a broken tail that wasn’t taken care of.. At some point she had managed to crack her broken bones back into place, but here she was, actually making her way back to ThunderClan and walking a long distance for the first time in too many moons.
All she’d been able to do was pace around in her tiny “den”. Her paws were sore from the plastic ground with a few sharp edges sticking out, her belly rumbling due to the rationing of food, and her way of walking sloppy. Rainhound had not needed to deal with walking long distance on three working legs for… a while now. In some cases she didn’t mind her crippled front leg, but now, it was certainly annoying. Anyways - back to where she was right now. Someone had probably noticed her right now, but incase that wasn’t true, she wanted to make her presence clear. So she let out a little cough, staring wide-eyed at the territory and cocking her head.
“E- Emberpaw… uh.. Hound.. spirit,” she rasped, coughing again before continuing. She would just recite every name she remembered, even if they weren’t in ThunderClan anymore. “Bu.. Bumblebreak.. Cin.. Cinderpaw.. Cinder.. sky.. Bush.. paw.. Mistheart.. Spider… throat.” She didn’t even know if the names were correct, since it had been so long, but she hoped someone familiar would come and greet her instead of some random stranger who would chase her out of the territory. Shivers ran down her spine. Leafbare certainly wasn’t the best time to make a long trek through the territory, especially with her conditions.
Rainhound crept back into ThunderClan’s territory, head held low. No one would want her back. They probably all hated her for disappearing and failing her clan, like every other warrior did. Deep down she knew it wasn't fully her fault. The reasoning was pretty obvious, as she reeked of a foreign, disgusting smell and wore a collar with a bell on it. The jingling noise almost made her groan, but her collar was so tight that she could barely speak. It had been so many moons ago that she had last said a word except for “help”.
Her physical state was also quite questionable. She had been out on a hunt when suddenly, a twoleg jumped onto her tail and held her in place, putting her in a tiny cage and carrying her to her new “home”. A dark room, barely any food, a broken tail that wasn’t taken care of.. At some point she had managed to crack her broken bones back into place, but here she was, actually making her way back to ThunderClan and walking a long distance for the first time in too many moons.
All she’d been able to do was pace around in her tiny “den”. Her paws were sore from the plastic ground with a few sharp edges sticking out, her belly rumbling due to the rationing of food, and her way of walking sloppy. Rainhound had not needed to deal with walking long distance on three working legs for… a while now. In some cases she didn’t mind her crippled front leg, but now, it was certainly annoying. Anyways - back to where she was right now. Someone had probably noticed her right now, but incase that wasn’t true, she wanted to make her presence clear. So she let out a little cough, staring wide-eyed at the territory and cocking her head.
“E- Emberpaw… uh.. Hound.. spirit,” she rasped, coughing again before continuing. She would just recite every name she remembered, even if they weren’t in ThunderClan anymore. “Bu.. Bumblebreak.. Cin.. Cinderpaw.. Cinder.. sky.. Bush.. paw.. Mistheart.. Spider… throat.” She didn’t even know if the names were correct, since it had been so long, but she hoped someone familiar would come and greet her instead of some random stranger who would chase her out of the territory. Shivers ran down her spine. Leafbare certainly wasn’t the best time to make a long trek through the territory, especially with her conditions.
[ this completely slipped my mind and i apologize! ]
Stumbling across someone she used to know wasn't really something Bumblestar was used to, especially when that cat had been gone for so many moons. So when her ears picked up on someone's mumbling, and it led her straight to the source, she had to pause for a moment before inching closer.
"Rainhound?" She didn't recall much about Rainhound, only that she and Houndspirit had been close and that they had all gotten their warrior names together. "Where- skies, where the hell have you been?" The she-cat looked absolutely terrible even at a brief glance.
Oh- there was someone.... Rainhound squinted at the feline who was talking to her, trying to make out details that would remind her of who this was. Surely someone from her list if they recognized her name, right? After a bit of thinking she came to the conclusion that this cat was closest to what she remembered of Bumblebreak. Anyway, to answer her question..
"I.. i w-was on... a hunt.. and.. t-two..legs, they just... grabbed... me... I was alone... c-couldn't defend myself.." The more she used her voice the more clear the words she was saying got, though her tone was still raspy from not being used. "They.. didn't give.. me food.. 'n stuff.. broke my tail... yeah, I think.. you get... the gist. Won't... make you.. listen.. to my sob.. story. Then.. I managed... to get out... because the... small.. twoleg felt... bad for me... when I... mewled enough... and now I managed... to make... it back... here. And... yeah. I don't...know.. I was.. hoping I could.. join ThunderClan.. again?" She tipped her head, blue eyes wide open.
Oh- there was someone.... Rainhound squinted at the feline who was talking to her, trying to make out details that would remind her of who this was. Surely someone from her list if they recognized her name, right? After a bit of thinking she came to the conclusion that this cat was closest to what she remembered of Bumblebreak. Anyway, to answer her question..
"I.. i w-was on... a hunt.. and.. t-two..legs, they just... grabbed... me... I was alone... c-couldn't defend myself.." The more she used her voice the more clear the words she was saying got, though her tone was still raspy from not being used. "They.. didn't give.. me food.. 'n stuff.. broke my tail... yeah, I think.. you get... the gist. Won't... make you.. listen.. to my sob.. story. Then.. I managed... to get out... because the... small.. twoleg felt... bad for me... when I... mewled enough... and now I managed... to make... it back... here. And... yeah. I don't...know.. I was.. hoping I could.. join ThunderClan.. again?" She tipped her head, blue eyes wide open.
Twolegs. It was always Twolegs, and Bumblestar was honestly getting pretty tired of hearing it. They were big and lumbering and cats were the exact opposite - it should be very easy to get away. But so many seemed to have trouble with that. Despite Rainhound's nasty condition, Bumblestar couldn't stop her upper lip from twitching in disappointment.
"Look, what happened to you sucks 'n I hate you had to suffer through that. But it's Twolegs. They're easy enough to run away from even with a broken paw 'n that should've been your first instinct, either run or climb somethin' so that they can't get to you. I can't let you back in if that's what made you go missing in the first place. Had one too many gimme that same excuse 'n I don't wanna deal with it anymore."
(Sunfall was originally ThunderClan, went missing like all my other cats. Please tell me if this is the incorrect way to rejoin)
Sunfall kneaded the grass worriedly. Would Bumblestar let them back into the Clan, after they'd been away so long? They hadn't intended to get so lost.
It felt weird being here, Softsky knew that she knew this place, but it almost felt like she was in a dream. The kind where you just walk around in an area that feels uncannily realistic despite never being there, which was weird, since she had been here. Maybe it was what nine whole moons had done to her memory, it was already pretty faulty but being away from Thunderclan made it worse, so much worse somehow.
She learned a lot in the past nine moons, like how they didn't fully identify as a molly, but rather, partially, like, something was missing although there wasn't anything else to find. That and just, how to handle her emotions, which felt nice considering last time she was here, it was like she was panic and nothing else. To be honest, if they ever actually talked to the cat who she remembered last being here, fleeing from the territory in a purposeful yet forced way by her own mind, Softsky wouldn't recognize here, and that was for the better.
Now, all she had to hope was that returning here wouldn't be in vain, sure she left without warning but. . .she wanted to go home now. Nine months of basically being alone with only a few conversations to tide her over drove them damn near crazy after all, so, maybe, if the stars alligned and Bumblestar or, whoever was leader, let her, she'd finally be at the clan she swore loyalty to as just a young adolescent all those moons ago.