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Post by Willowkit on Sept 21, 2012 22:16:49 GMT -7
[Let a Streamclan cat, preferably a queen post first. I have permission.]
Willowkit was lost somehow. She had woken up in the nursery as normal, but had felt a strange compulsion to stretch out her tiny legs and explore a bit. So she left camp during the night without a second thought. The confusing thing was, this was the exact opposite of how she normally acted. Willowkit was always shy and reserved, quite and smarter than she let on. How this had happened, she had no idea.
It was like coming out of a trance. One minute she was in her own camp, the next she was out in the middle of nowhere. Willowkit was still far too young to be out of the nursery, let alone out of camp. Thunderstrike had only just given her a tour of everything in camp, she didn't know how her weak legs had even gotten her out here.
Suddenly she fell, pain racing up her paw as she cut herself on a rock. Just a cut on her paw pad, it wasn't going to kill her. But she was bleeding and alone and scared. Willowkit mewed in fear, unable to even call out, for fear of who might be listening.
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Post by Tigerwing on Sept 22, 2012 11:37:03 GMT -7
Tigerwing padded calmly out, her orange tabby fur a silhouette in the darkness. She watched the dirty stone disappear under her as she walked upon it. A skinny rabbit jumped out in front of her - not a smart move - but she didn't bother to chase it. She stopped, sensing something - no, someone whimpering among a patch of grass.
Her green eyes fastened interestedly and she leaned over, finding a small white kit. "Hello little one." She mewed softly, "I'm Tigerwing. And, no, I'm not going to hurt you."
The Slenderman might.
"Quick, can you get up?" Tigerwing mewed more urgently, "It's not safe to be out her during the night."
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Post by Whiteowl on Sept 23, 2012 13:24:25 GMT -7
Whiteowl was sick of being in the nursery. She didn't care if her kits were due any day now she needed to get out of camp. Her swollen belly brushed against the grass as she walked.she must be having a lot of kits sinceher belly was so big. she sighed.
She heard the voice of tigerwing and a kit. She ran, or more like a slow run, to the kit and the deputy. She walked slowly up to them."Is she ok?"she asked curling her tail around the little kit comforting her."I'm Whiteowl, the queen of Streamclan," she meowed softly.
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Post by Willowkit on Sept 23, 2012 14:44:02 GMT -7
Willowkit squeaked in fright when she saw the huge cat looming before her. It took her a second to react, as her body had frozen in fear and shock. When she scooted back and away, she found herself corner by the tail of yet another huge cat that had appeared.
Cowering down, her fur fluffed up in dread and she flattened her ears against her head, Willowkit's tiny body trembled with supressed fear. They wouldn't hurt her? She didn't believe that, no, she couldn't believe that. They were strangers, they weren't her family. Where had she managed to end up anyway?
"I don't trust you, keep away from me!"
She managed to sqeak out in a cracked voice.
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Post by Tigerwing on Sept 23, 2012 21:06:14 GMT -7
Tigerwing rolled her eyes, "Look at this way. Stay here and die. Or come with us and live. Since I'm assuming you are smart and have the decency and sense to live, you are going to get up and come with us." Her voice was dripping with impatience and exasperation.
Though she didn't say anything to Whiteowl, Tigerwing knew the queen was there and the deputy glanced at Whiteowl momentarily.
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Post by Whiteowl on Sept 24, 2012 12:48:52 GMT -7
"Shhh, its ok. You can trust us," she ped softy as she licked the kits head."Tigerwing, that's not something you say to a kit," she meowed flattening her ears. She turned back to the kit."We can bring you home to your mother in the morning. She knew that Falconfligt would not approve of her ging since she was going to have kits any day now but she didn't care at all.
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Post by Willowkit on Sept 26, 2012 17:56:37 GMT -7
"How can I trust you!? You're not my family!"
Willowkit huddled down in her fur, pressing herself down onto the ground as she gazed up at the two huge beings. Her blue crystal eyes were wide with unrestrained fright and her small form was shaking. She knew this cats weren't from her clan, but she didn't recognize their scent. She instinctively gravitated towards the white she cat, who seemed to smell of milk and love. She made sure to keep away from the muscled, tabby cat who was definitely scaring her.
Shifting closer, Willowkit pressed against Whiteowl's paws and closed her eyes. She was hurt, she was hungry and tired. She hated this place. A small sob escaped and a small tear tracked down her face.
"My paw hurts. I don't want to stay in this place. Don't leave me here!"
She didn't care where she went, Willowkit just wanted to get away from the border.
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Post by Whiteowl on Sept 27, 2012 11:36:46 GMT -7
"I won't. We'll have Falconflight take care of you and then you'll get home in the morning," she meowed in a soft purr."Now will youlet me take you to our medicine cat to look at your paw," she asked her with a small smile.
"I promise I'll bring you home right after we get that paw taken care of," she meowed softly. She moved closer to the kit and let her feel her purring softly.
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Post by Willowkit on Sept 27, 2012 16:06:27 GMT -7
Willowkit sniffed quietly, covering her face with her paws for a few moments while she tried to decide what to do. Her mind was racing as she thought over all the possible options she had, but the best one seemed to be going with these cats for the time being. Just until she had her paw taken care of, that was what they had said right?
Looking up at the white queen that smelt like her mother, Willowkit gave a small nod, her eyes still wide with fright. She had no idea who this Falconflight guy was, but perhaps he would be nice like her? Or maybe he was mean like the striped cat? She wasn't sure, but as long as she stayed with the white queen, maybe it would all be ok.
"Alright, but please keep me safe. I don't want to die here."
She whimpered quietly, comforted by the purring of the queen.
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Post by Whiteowl on Sept 27, 2012 16:45:02 GMT -7
"I won't let anyone hurt you," she meowed sweetly."I'm Whiteowl by the way," she meowed with a warm smile."And that is Tigerwing," she meowed pointing to the deputy of her clan. She picked the kit up by the scruff and started heading back to camp. She tried to keep purring and keep her large belly off the ground, but she could only do one so she kept purring softly.
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