06-23-2019, 07:30 AM
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He stifled a cry when he felt the hot breath of a new cat on him. An unknown tom that smelled of earth, he had a calming scent, but it was unfamiliar. Strangers were dangerous. He should have remembered the lessons his mother taught him and Heron. Never trust strangers. If he hadn't cried to Heron on finding outside help, maybe his mother would still be alive. Or at least, she wouldn't have died the way she did.
Leave me alone. Let me die, I want to see momma
After being comforted by Willowspots, Turtlepaw had gone to find another apprentice to play with, calmly walking around the clearing while he checked for anyone awake or still in camp before they went training. When he couldn't find anyone, he sighed and went to retrieve a rock from his nest and took it out, doing a little dance as he left the apprentice den.
But the excited little dance stopped eruptly when he noticed Heron glaring at him from the fresh-kill pile, eating a mouse from it. Shrinking back, he whimpered softly as he crawled towards the nursery, barely missing Honeybreeze as she went to greet the white newcomer. Looking up at Badgerfang, the calico set the rock down near her paws before he whispered a greeting and asking if he and Lizardkit could play for a while.
With the day continuing, a large tom pushed through the thickets with a soft grunt, annoyed of the path they had to take to secure that the territory was untouched by unwanted visitors. He raised his head and looked at his patrol, a warrior and her apprentice, as well a senior to him. With the four cats, they looped around the eastern part of the territory before heading back.
Although the warrior did fall back as he looked for a patch of flowers that were always blooming at this time of the year, always giving out a lovely smell. And as everyone in the Clan well knew the morning routine of him searching for the prettiest flower in the forest, the patrol went on without him, giving him some space. They would meet him back at the camp like always.
When the russet-colored warrior found a flower fit for his mate, he gingerly picked it from its stem and began to trot back to the camp, long tail waving in the air as he hummed a little tune. He imagined that the senior warrior would handle the report back to the deputy, Sparrownose, so he was in no hurry.
Back at the camp, Russetfur scanned the clearing for signs of his mate, a purr swelling in his chest as he spotted Turtlepaw batting a rock across the little area surrounding the nursery, Lizardkit running behind it as he did. Then he saw Honeybreeze, the love of his life. His purring grew as he watched her for a minute, admiring her beauty, before he looked down to see an unfamiliar coat pattern. His purr stopped as he began to walk over.
Greeting his mate first, the large tom purred as he began to fix the flower behind the ear of the gentle she-cat. Rubbing his cheek against hers before he looked down, a look of confusion and distaste, he felt a low growl coming. "[b]Who is this? They don't look familiar. Another barn cat, I assume?"
But before he could ask any more questions, he felt a set of small paws poking his back as a small apprentice climbed onto him, excitedly chattering his ear off, "Russetfur, you're back! Is it okay if you take me out today? We were supposed to look for that cool rock that I was going to give Willowspots, but then we didn't and now I'm stuck at camp until I'm taken out by a warrior! I was going to ask Spottednose to take me since he said he wasn't told any plans for the day, but he's gone! So, is it okay?" the little apprentice was squeezing between both cats, purring a greeting to Honeybreeze before he looked up at Heron.
Seeing the apprentice's eyes light up with surprise, he began to press himself against Russetfur, crawling under his leg as he continued to make himself small. "Turtlepaw, I'll take you to look for that rock, go back to playing with Lizardkit, you looked like you were having fun before." the older tom purred, bending to give his son a lick between the ears and sending him running back to the nursery, hearing him loudly apologizing to Badgerfang and her kit for leaving.
Russetfur sighed heavily, chuckling at the excitement for a simple outing his kit showed, but his expression grew serious once more as he lifted his chin and looked down at Heron. "Well? Where did you come from, outsider. You don't smell like any of the other clans, so you can't be a prisoner."
[b]crow
Feeling his sister digging into him, Crow squirmed. He didn't want to be touched, he couldn't handle being around anyone else, he just wanted to be alone. He wanted to go back to the den, he wanted to be back in his nest. He didn't care that this nest was much more comfy, he wanted to smell his mother one last time, before the stench of sickness took over. He wanted things to be like they were before, he wanted his momma, he wanted the comfort she showed, he wanted her back. He needed her back. He stifled a cry when he felt the hot breath of a new cat on him. An unknown tom that smelled of earth, he had a calming scent, but it was unfamiliar. Strangers were dangerous. He should have remembered the lessons his mother taught him and Heron. Never trust strangers. If he hadn't cried to Heron on finding outside help, maybe his mother would still be alive. Or at least, she wouldn't have died the way she did.
Leave me alone. Let me die, I want to see momma
After being comforted by Willowspots, Turtlepaw had gone to find another apprentice to play with, calmly walking around the clearing while he checked for anyone awake or still in camp before they went training. When he couldn't find anyone, he sighed and went to retrieve a rock from his nest and took it out, doing a little dance as he left the apprentice den.
But the excited little dance stopped eruptly when he noticed Heron glaring at him from the fresh-kill pile, eating a mouse from it. Shrinking back, he whimpered softly as he crawled towards the nursery, barely missing Honeybreeze as she went to greet the white newcomer. Looking up at Badgerfang, the calico set the rock down near her paws before he whispered a greeting and asking if he and Lizardkit could play for a while.
With the day continuing, a large tom pushed through the thickets with a soft grunt, annoyed of the path they had to take to secure that the territory was untouched by unwanted visitors. He raised his head and looked at his patrol, a warrior and her apprentice, as well a senior to him. With the four cats, they looped around the eastern part of the territory before heading back.
Although the warrior did fall back as he looked for a patch of flowers that were always blooming at this time of the year, always giving out a lovely smell. And as everyone in the Clan well knew the morning routine of him searching for the prettiest flower in the forest, the patrol went on without him, giving him some space. They would meet him back at the camp like always.
When the russet-colored warrior found a flower fit for his mate, he gingerly picked it from its stem and began to trot back to the camp, long tail waving in the air as he hummed a little tune. He imagined that the senior warrior would handle the report back to the deputy, Sparrownose, so he was in no hurry.
Back at the camp, Russetfur scanned the clearing for signs of his mate, a purr swelling in his chest as he spotted Turtlepaw batting a rock across the little area surrounding the nursery, Lizardkit running behind it as he did. Then he saw Honeybreeze, the love of his life. His purring grew as he watched her for a minute, admiring her beauty, before he looked down to see an unfamiliar coat pattern. His purr stopped as he began to walk over.
Greeting his mate first, the large tom purred as he began to fix the flower behind the ear of the gentle she-cat. Rubbing his cheek against hers before he looked down, a look of confusion and distaste, he felt a low growl coming. "[b]Who is this? They don't look familiar. Another barn cat, I assume?"
But before he could ask any more questions, he felt a set of small paws poking his back as a small apprentice climbed onto him, excitedly chattering his ear off, "Russetfur, you're back! Is it okay if you take me out today? We were supposed to look for that cool rock that I was going to give Willowspots, but then we didn't and now I'm stuck at camp until I'm taken out by a warrior! I was going to ask Spottednose to take me since he said he wasn't told any plans for the day, but he's gone! So, is it okay?" the little apprentice was squeezing between both cats, purring a greeting to Honeybreeze before he looked up at Heron.
Seeing the apprentice's eyes light up with surprise, he began to press himself against Russetfur, crawling under his leg as he continued to make himself small. "Turtlepaw, I'll take you to look for that rock, go back to playing with Lizardkit, you looked like you were having fun before." the older tom purred, bending to give his son a lick between the ears and sending him running back to the nursery, hearing him loudly apologizing to Badgerfang and her kit for leaving.
Russetfur sighed heavily, chuckling at the excitement for a simple outing his kit showed, but his expression grew serious once more as he lifted his chin and looked down at Heron. "Well? Where did you come from, outsider. You don't smell like any of the other clans, so you can't be a prisoner."