Cloudedspot and Steelblade ~Private~

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    Steelblade quickly rushed over, feeling slightly defensive. "I can catch my own food." he said quickly.

    ''A-a-alright,'' she mewed, stumbling away from the door. He probably got sick and tired of the house, and probably was sick of Mist. She padded upstairs to the sister twoleg's room.

    Steelblade looked after her worriedly and sighed. I'm such a jerk... he thought bitterly to himself. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and padded outside.

    Mist felt her fur bristle as the twoleg sister picked her up tight and put a bow on her head. Why did I come here... she muttered stubbornly to herself as the twoleg put on a tutu.

    Steelblae crouched down and pounced, quickly catching a sparrow.

    Mist was picked up by the brother twoleg and he muttered, ''Stupid thing.'' He threw Mist into the bathroom and locked the door. Mist mewed and pawed the door, but no one came to help.

    Steelblade, hearing Mist's cries, quickly hid the squirrel and padded through the square hole in the nest. He followed the noise, getting closer to Mist.

    "Hang on Mist!" Steelblade yowled. He inspected the door, sticking his nose under a small crack in the door. "Can you hear me?" he called.

    ''Yes, how do I get out of here?'' Well, this wasn't the first time this had happened. Mist looked up and saw a metal chain with a circle on the end of it inside a hole, which made the door lock.
    If I could just reach it...

    OOC: never seen a door lock like that....XD
    IC: Steelblade stretched up and sniffed the handle. He had seen the twolegs open and close doors by turning the knob. He spotted a chair near the door. "Hang on!" he called, bracing himself.

    Steelblade raced forward and leaped at the chair, using it as a kickpad, and lunged at the door knob.

    Steelblade nodded, watching as the door swang open. "Hurry! Before they put you back in!" He said, leading Mist into the yard.

    Mist bounded outside with Steelblade and Mist panted. Mist looked up at the tom. She saw the tired and exhausted and confused look in his eyes.
    ''Steelblade..if you want..you can go back to your clan.''

    Steelblade flinched, looking away. "I-I can't..." He whispered.

    Steelblade felt his fur heat up, but he lowered his eyes. "I told you...murder..." he said quietly. THen he flinched and turned, looking at her. "But that's not the whole story. And I DIDN'T kill anyone." he said firmly.