Dimlit Caverns

[Sleepless_author]

The young black spotted tabby she-cat, with short fur, swished her tail as rain patted down on her fur. Her purple collar hidden under matted fur. With one last glance at the moon, she crouched down and began looking for shelter.

There has to be something, all I know is im never going back to that stray group...

She sighed, with a group of rouges on her tail, and a huge wound on her shoulder, is a life without anyone worth living?

She stumbled apon a thin entrance to the cavern, and quickly slipped through.(OPEN)

[Fish]

A beautiful, self described, soft orange shecat walked through the old tunnels. She knew very well that the Twolegs used to inhabit this place just by the tools. Many cats didn't know what the purpose of this was but she knew the use this kind of place had. She detested it but that was how Twolegs were, doing things that weren't good for even themselves.

Scents of other loners were growing stale which made the she cat wonder why that was the case? Was there some kind of fight that had happen she was unaware of. There was no scent of blood, no scent of predator either. Did this spot just fall out of fashion with the other loners? She debated if that was fine with her. On one paw that meant no fighting but on the other paw that meant that there was no one to talk to but did—

Before the shecat could think more on this conundrum a new scent wafted into the tunnels. It smelt like one of those clan cats she had the displeasure of seeing afar. She tensed at the thought of a fight but headed towards the cat anyways. Clan cats didn't walk this far out, it was simply just the case so what was this one doing here? The first thing the ex-clan cat might noticed that half the shecats face had an old burn scar, leaving her with one less eye.

@SpiritedWarrior

[gs29513]

This was……not where Deadmoon was supposed to be. But she was here, in the damp rock cavern, a bit unsure of where exactly the exit was. Nothing seemed outright dangerous, but the moistness of the caves seemed to make scent tracking difficult, and she had crossed her own trail enough times that finding her way out in such a manner was impossible. She had tried. Now, more desperate measures were called for. Hello? she tried, soft at first. The words bounced off the walls, returning to her ears immediately. Louder, then. HELLO! (Open)

[Tallstar]

Mudslide
Loner
He/Him Beast if bounty
Mudslide had been resting in the far back of the cave when he heard the pawsteps of a cat he instantly got up and hid he scoped out who this unexpected visitor was ah they smelled of the moor something he hadn’t smelt in a while. He knew better than to start an unnecessary fight though this cat didn’t seem to want to fight. He stepped out of the shadows his large frame coming into view “Hello stranger,what seems to have brought ya down this far?”he asked with eyebrows raised.

@gs29513

[gs29513]

AHH! A voice! In the dark! Already nervous, Deadmoon startled as another cat made their presence known. She had been looking for someone else, yes, but she hadn’t expected it to actually WORK! Nevertheless, she had succeeded in finding someone. Hopefully someone who could lead her out. Lost. she grunted in reply to his question, ashamed to admit it. It’s a maze down here, and you can’t follow scents. But he was here. Why’re you in here? Do you know your way around? she inquired, squinting at the reflective eyes of her new companion. @Tallstar

[Tallstar]

Mudslide
Loner
Beast of bounty

Mudslide’s whiskers twitched as he heard a voice echo through the damp tunnels. He’d spent enough time in these caves to know every twist and turn, but the sudden sound of another cat made him pause.

He moved towards the voice, his paws making no noise on the gritty floor. In the dim light, he spotted a lone figure, her eyes reflecting the faint glow.

“Lost, huh?” Mudslide called out, his voice calm and reassuring. He stepped into view, his fur blending with the shadows of the cave. “You’re not the first to get turned around in these tunnels. I know this place well. Follow me, and I’ll guide you out.”

He could see the anxiety in her eyes and the way she shifted uneasily. “I’ve mapped out most of these caves in my time here. We’ll stick close to the paths I know. It’s easier to navigate when you’ve got someone who knows the way.”

@gs29513