|Running on a night when the Moon shines bright|Loner RP|Open|

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    Ashkit sprang through the dark forest, running towards the silver light of the moon that was criss-crossed with tree branches. He leaped through the damp leaves, sniffing the fresh air to see if he was being followed. No scents filled his small black nose, so he increased his casual padding to a swift run. His paws sent leaves that were left from autumn flying through the air and floating gently to the ground. He finally stopped as he came to a puddle that was white with the moonlight. He stared in at his reflection, his amber eyes, his grey fur, his black paws and tail tip. He frowned. Ashkit wasn't a loner name.


    He dipped his head down, a slight touch of his pink tongue sending ripples across the calm surface. No breezes stirred his fur as the cool liquid chilled his throat. He looked back up at the full moon. It looked like it was shattered, with all the branches in front of it. Now, a name. Ashkit just wasn't a loner name. Kit was a horrible name. He looked up at the sky. Moon? No, sounds like a she-cat. It needs the word "Ash" in it. Ash itself was boring...but what was the slight memory of a word like ash?


    Ashen, that was it. His name was Ashen.

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    Leaf sighed, glad to be finally rid of that life previously the female had been bound to. Life in Windclan had been so boring - as a loner she was free of borders, free to chase rabbits and spring through fields all day if she wanted.


    The small she-cat dashed through the forest, a rabbit she had found on the edge of a field appeared to have dashed into here, Leaf was in close pursuit. Claws outstretched she sprang forward, nicking at the rabbit before catching it under a paw and snapping it's spine resulting in a quick kill. With a satisfied look she bent over, picking it up in her jaws and padding over to a clump of autumn leaves ... they were the colour of her pelt, bright orange, like the sun. Leaf had been named after these very leaves, orange, ginger, yellow, falling from the trees every season.


    Formerly she had been known as Leafpaw, though those times were soon to be over as she reproached the life of a loner!

    Ashen perked his ears up as the crunch of the rotting leaves rang through the forest. He remembered his mother, Snowdapple, warning him not to talk to strangers. He hesitated to leave the puddle as the memories of fierce loners and fearsome rogues flashed through his thoughts that currently rushed through his head without restraint. This loner might kill him. But this was the loner life, wasn't it? All the rules and codes dissolved into dust in this world. Besides, how would a kit like him survive alone? He suddenly had second thoughts on this whole thing. What if he died out here?


    He snapped back to reality as he heard breathing of a cat. Based on the higher pitch of the gasps, probably a she-cat. He frowned. She-cats weren't usually as mean as toms. Probably that motherly instinct. A peek wouldn't hurt, would it?


    He slunk towards the noises, slipping behind trees, hiding in a bush the scratched his thin pelt with the thick branches. He felt a piercing loneliness stab his heart as he remembered when his brother Cloudkit went into "stealth mode" and sneaked around camp in that silly way of his. He shook his head, eyes focusing on the cat. No time for memories and flashbacks now.

    Miami sat up in a tree, watching the kit from below. The scent of stale squirrel masked her scent. Flicking her white tail, the cinnamon and white she-cat watched from above.

    Sweetpaw walked across the thunder path and ran ocross the cornfield into theses strange woods with the kits behind her. "remember we are finding ashkit then getting out f here the clan will start to worry" she told the kits while scoping the area for any loners or rouge's "and remember were not in aqua clan territory anymore anyone could be out here," she told them nudging them in front of her.


    (yo, σιλουέτα I don't want to interfere with our whole idea but I think i'm going to use my evil character (exavior) here for his grand entrance.)

    Cloudkit nodded fiercely and his eyes grew huge. "But, we will find him! Ashkit belongs in Aquaclan!" He looked around in the empty, golden maize field. The only sound that came to his tiny ears, was the whistling of wind brushing through the stalks of corn and wheat. The sky was clear with very few clouds, and the sun was shining with its greatest effort. Cloudkit's fur grew hot and he began to pick up speed.


    His thoughts were filled with small moments of him and his littermates shortly before Ashkit had disappeared. Frostkit and Ashkit were standing there on the weak branch, and there was Cloudkit on the other end. Their shouts blasted through his ears and he shook his head to clear away the memory. Ashkit wasn't himself that day, but he's still my littermate!

    OOC| Fine with me.


    IC| Ashen shrugged. He was never the one to sit still and wait for things to happen. He straightened to his full height, and slipped along the edges of the small clearing, trudging deeper into the forest. He stepped through the layer of leaves, eyes wide, pupils huge to see in the night. The moon lit the landscape with an eerie bluish light that shone on his fur. Ashen tried to look through the thick trees, but he couldn't see 10 tail-lengths in the thick forest. He had to climb a tree.


    He picked a tree, a maple with a thick trunk and magenta buds on the ends of the branches. He backed up in front of the grey-brown tree until his tail brushed the sharp brambles, and the trunk was a good distance from the tips of his black paws. He tensed, and released his energy, springing into a sprint immediately. He quickly clawed himself up a good five tail-lengths before having to slow down. He excruciatingly reached each paw up above the other, claws digging into the soft bark. He felt his limbs tiring, as his hind paws scrambled for a grip.


    Finally, he reached a branch, a decent height above the ground. He hung on with his front, and swung one of his hind legs over it. He struggled to his paws, and stared out into the forest. It must have gone on forever. The trees grabbed at the endless stars, and the hills rolled gently. The twoleg nests were scattered haphazardly across the landscape, and the mountains were silhouetted against the evening sky.


    It took Ashen's breath away.

    frostkit looked down even thought he couldn't see anything. "I wish I wasn't blind so that I could see what's going on, I still feel bad for the fight we had but he didn't have to run away because of it!' frostkit said sadly. "guys what about mom won't she miss us?" frostkit asked.


    sweetpaw scoped the area once more before padding forward she perked her ears and looked back from were they came from. "looks like we'll have a change of plans. the sun's already going down and if we want to make it back to the clan in time we'll have to leave now but I know you guys don't want that so we're staying here for the night, first we have to collect some moss to make nests then in the morning we'll keep searching for ashkit." sweetpaw explained to the kit's

    Ashen looked up, amber eyes wide. He nearly fell off of the branch, claws quickly scrambling for a grip on the slightly damp back. He regained his composure, snapping back to reality from the wistful fantasies that the views sent him. "Um...hi," mewed the kit, unsure how to respond to the she-cat.


    OOC| The sudden burst of muse in my last post has dissolved, although I'm still using big words and fancy colons.

    Tail swishing calmly, the cinnamon and white she-cat met him eye to eye. "Haven't seen you around before, you new around here?"

    OOC: Froskit came too? AWESOME the 4 kits off on an adventure XD

    Cloudkit looked up at Sweetpaw and nodded. "Where is moss? I've never even seen a strand of wild moss in my life! Or at least I think I haven't..." He shrugged and looked around for something.

    Ashen nodded his head quickly, tail twitching with slight anxiety to continue on exploring. He shifted his paw, and dug in his claws so he didn't fall. "I just got here now," he meowed, "I'm Ashen, who are you?" The tomkit was distracted, occasionally glancing up at the stars that glimmered like sun-dust against the deep blue velvet sky. The grey brown bark was cold under his soft pads, and he shivered unconsciously. It was getting cold.

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    sweetpaw found some moss and showed it to the kits. "it looks like this, it's going to get cold out so instead of making a lot of small nests we'll make one big one so we won't get so cold." she told the kits putting the moss down.
    diamondkit and frostkit you go find some sticks and stones to border the nest, cloudkit you come with me to find some more moss, don't stray way from each other and don't go far, if a cat attacks you use this I found it on the floor but it's very affective." she told diamondkit and frostkit handing them a whistle on a string and put it around diamondkit's neck. "if your in trouble blow it and we'll come running." she told the kits heading for the forest.

    Cloudkit nodded. "Do you think mama misses us?" His eyes filled with tears and he blinked them away. The bright white stars in the black sky reminded him of his mother's warm, snow white fur. The soft, comforting licks of love she gave him every night. There would be none of that this night, and the very thought of it caused water to well up in his eyes once more.

    "of course she missis you, but we have to find ashkit. she's pobbly going to strangle me for not telling her." sweetpaw said giving cloudkit a comforting lick.


    frostkit kept getting rocks stuck between his pads but it was actually a good thing. he would stop every few minute to get them off his paws and in the bag they had found. "I think we have enough stones lets pick up some more sticks" he told diamondkit who was quiet for a while.