Warriors RPG

[C S]

As the cat walked, a scent caught his attention. He had a vague memory of it, yet he couldnt really put a paw as to who it belonged to. All that was certain was that the cat was around several others, which obviously meant it was a clan cat. He thought "Well this wont be a big deal, the stream's free turf, just slip out of the clan's territory without being seen and go on my merry way. Easy as walking!"

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw chuckled at the comment, before responding. "Well enough not to be dead on my paws" meowed the young black tom. "and you?"

[Hopeflower]

"Like the dead," Demontalon mewed brightly. "With the help of a few poppy seeds."

[C S]

The forrest began to thin out as the sound of running water became louder. "Home free" The gray tom said in his head, chuckling to himself. "In, out and no one knew I was there- not even Wraith, or Firestreak for that matter" He grinned, obviously happy with himself. "The clan might not take kindly to you- but Fogcloud, your just fine with me!" He mewed, chuckling as he stepped behind a tree, just before the stream. He primed himself to run, but then thought against it. Too suspicious. He had just managed to evade cats with reputations as big as the forrest its self- he deserved to have an easy get away. With a smirk, the cat started moving towards free turf

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak could tell he was about to be completely lost in thought, and quickly snapped himself out of his trance-like state. Instead, the scarred tom now surveyed the camp, looking specifically for any familiar members. Not much...some cats he could vaguely remember...so much had changed since he had originally been made deputy. It hardly seemed like the clan he had been a part of...such thoughts depressed him...a strange emotion he had not felt in some time. Firestreak felt the urge to look into the actual dens, to try and find at least one recognizable face...but that would be risky. He didn't know what reputation, if any, he had with the clan now...

[Hopeflower]

After a while of just listening to the waves slapping against the shore gently, Hawkclaw found the tension in her muscles easing. She got to her paws slowly, hating to leave the peace of the area behind. But if she stayed out much longer the Clan would start to worry. She started towards the camp at a brisk pace.

Robinflight eyed the gray tom curiously. A friend of the Clan? Maybe so, since he wasn't acting hostile. He was just sitting there...The young tabby settled into a crouch on his usual perch, deciding that if anything happened - either with the two loners, Slithertail, or this new cat - he was in a good position to see it and stop it.

Swift, who was washing his sleek black pelt, caught sight of the newcomer out of the corner of his eye - and recognized him after a moment of thought to connect the name with the face. He had to swallow an amused sound. Seems he hasn't changed much, he thought, remembering how the sight was a common one back when ThunderClan still existed. Rather than call Firestreak by his name, Swift gave him a polite nod and went back to grooming.

[C S]

Fogcloud, caught up in his self pride, had his eyes closed and a sly smirk on his face. He brushed through a few shrubs by the stream, making a rustle, before feeling himself bump into something. His eyes shot open, and he leapt back. His eyes darted around for a second before focussing on the she-cat he had stumbled into. "Fox dung, so this is what I get for getting cocky..." The tom thought...

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw stumbled with a hiss of surprise. Her head whipped around, lip curling onto a snarl. "Watch where you're - " She cut herself off, cocking her head. The scent was vaguely familiar - but distorted by the smell of the undergrowth. He looked familiar, too. A lot like her brother. But...the scent threw her off. She couldn't be sure. "Do I...know you?" she asked hesitantly.

[C S]

"I could ask the same question" Fogcloud mewed. "Guess I should watch where Im going next time" The tom mewed. "Sorry about that" He began to chuckle, completely unaware that he and the cat were even related. More than nine moons from his family and the changes his siblings have went through made them almost unrecognizable to him, unless he saw them in the clan he wouldnt dare confront...

[Hopeflower]

"Um...it's alright," Hawkclaw meowed, shaking her head. I'm going crazy, she thought. First cat who looks like Fogcloud and my mind tries to connect them automatically. "You shouldn't hang around here," she went on. "This is StormClan territory. If a patrol spots you, they'll shred your pelt for kit bedding." Her tone was calm; stating a fact rather than making a threat.

[C S]

"Except- this is free turf" Fogcloud mewed, supressing the urge to smirk again. "The stream is open to all, the scent markers end at the forrest" He back onto his paws and mewed "But if you want me gone so quickly, then Ill be more than happy to go on my way"

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw twitched one ear. "The stream, yes. But the territory on this side of it is ours." She turned her back. She didn't want to have this conversation twice in one day. "Bye, now." She brushed past a fern and picked up her pace again, once more heading for the camp, wanting to put some distance between herself and the other cat.

[C S]

"Well well...clan cats are a bit more unapproachable nowdays... but I guess its Starclan chewing my rump for what I did...aw well" Fogcloud mewed. He he turned so that he was walking along the shore. "Still, how she looked at me... eh, its easier to assume she's a weird cat" he growled to himself

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw padded back through the camp entrance, glancing around. Nightclaw was with Demontalon near the medicine den. Firestreak was...off by himself. Lightstorm and Heatherpelt were bending over what looked like herbs, their heads close together as the pale tabby apparently explained what they were for. Lightstorm had a look of interest and concentration on his face. Fireflower was tracing something in the dirt, one claw delicately extended. Swift was sitting, not far from Heatherpelt, one ear angled towards her and Lightstorm. And Blazeheart was...nowhere in sight. With a mental shrug, she decided he must've slipped off for some time alone, like she had - he couldn't still be asleep. The dark tabby and white she-cat sat down, giving her chest fur a swift lick.

Auburnpelt finished off the mouse she had just caught. She sat up, licking her paws and muzzle clean. Another day, another mouse, she thought. Another day, one more chance to find my family and my Clan.

[C S]

A thought occurred to the gray pelted tom. He almost stumbled. "Wow" He mewed. "That cat looked a lot like my mother...!" He chuckled. "What are the odds? Its been a while since I last saw her..." He stopped walking. He sat down and looked into the stream, at his reflection. "Ive said a lot of awful things to her..." He thought solemnly. "I wish her the best... atleast she didnt have to put up with me"

He was on the far end of the forrest when Hawksight died in a fire...
He didnt know...

[TyrannoTitan]

"Had a nice trip?" a voice growled to Hawkclaw, Firestreak padding over to the young she-cat, still forcing himself to walk with some difficulty. He had noticed the gesture from Swift; The fact that he was in the clan amazed the scarred tom. Upon closer inspection, he could spot various others he recognized. Upon spying Fireflower among them, it made the ex-deputy's skin crawl. Why she was back in the clan was beyond him. Realizing he was now losing himself to memories once more, Firestreak forced himself to remain focused, looking back at Hawkclaw.

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw chuckled. "Do you know Bloodspill?" he meowed randomly, more comfortable with speaking about the subject since talking to Hawkclaw...

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw nearly jumped out of her skin, not expecting Firestreak to speak. "Yeah...I guess," she meowed, not quite sure why he picked her out of all the other cats in the Clan to talk to.

"You mean, did I know her while she was alive?" Demontalon asked, blinking at the sudden random question.

[The Kingpin]

"i mean did you know her at all?" meowed Nightclaw, clarifying...

[Hopeflower]

The dark she-cat nodded. "I knew her," she meowed. "Not well, but I did. Why? Looking for a story?" she added with a faint smile.