When Silver Roses Crumble (Open, Semi-Advanced!)

Hey, there! You've just stumbled upon a semi-advanced roleplay. This is perfect if you're into writing somewhat detailed responses. If you're interested, just add a picture of your character and continue where I've left off! c:

Night was now falling upon the horizon after the vibrant hues of oranges and pinks receded. The darkness of dusk was now prominent, almost empty with the exception of a few stars and a sliver of the moon.

A lovely she-cat sat in a cushion left by her homefolk, heaving a sigh. Her beautiful blue eyes shifted to gaze out the window, which quickly caught her attention due to the moonlight filtering through it. She had everything that a kittypet could ever ask for- loving homefolk, plenty of food, and lots of attention- but she still craved more. She was bored with her life and the wonders that stared at her through translucent glass were beckoning her.

She rose to her paws and leapt off the cushion, landing gracefully on the hardwood floor. She paused to groom her long, tabby-point fur before heading over to her food bowl with great apathy. However, she stopped her in tracks when she noticed that the back door had been left ajar. Curiosity tingling in her paws, the ragdoll squeezed through the door and out into the outside world.

Wow!

She stood in awe at the world around her. The blurry images behind the window were more gorgeous that she could have imagined! The lamps on the back porch illuminated the trees and flowers around her. Everything was just so amazing to her! The flowers smelled sweet and the leaf litter crunched beneath her feet.

It was then that she heard the crackling of leaf litter, however, it hadn't come from her. Oh dear, she wasn't alone! She quickly spun around, eyes wide.

The thick-furred she-cat watched as a tiny brown creature ran past her and up a tree. She narrowed her eyes to watch as it absconded to its nest until it was finally out of sight. She'd never seen such a peculiar creature with a bushy tail. It was then that she realized that it must have been fleeing from certain danger. Something was probably right behind her, ready to attack! Maybe it was one of those eagles her kittypet friend had told her about, or a bear; either way she was terrified.

"W-Who's there?" she shouted, although fear was present in her shaky voice. "S-Show yourself!"

During the moment in which all that filled the air was silence, the ragdoll carefully kept an eye on her surroundings. She could have sworn she'd heard a noise, but from what? Maybe it was just her tail dragging across the ground? No, that couldn't be it. There had to be something more. Giving up on the matter, she plopped down on the ground, although she pricked her ears at the sound of even the faintest scuffle.

The she-cat flinched as the sound of a snapping twig reached her ears. She whipped her head around to see a seal-point tom standing as perfectly still and erect as a brick wall. To her relief, it wasn't some scary predator like a bear or a wolf, but rather another cat. Maybe he was just a kittypet from around the neighborhood that was just a little shy.

She padded over to him, eyes bright with friendliness. "Hey, there! Are you from around here?"

"Oh, I see..." the cheeriness in her tone soon vanished as she met his icy cold glare. She couldn't quite tell what he was thinking; he was almost mechanical. She'd never been in the presence of someone quite like that; usually when she was friendly towards others it was returned. This cat was certainly different, and from that one word he uttered, definitely wasn't from around here... "Are you a kittypet from another neighborhood? I hear that Ridgeway Drive has some very different cats."

"Clan cat?" she echoed. What were those? Sounded like some odd name. Well, there were the Connor's cats, and the Carriway's cats, but Clan cats... That housefolk name wasn't ringing a bell. She continued to ponder about this, but she had no idea what a Clan cat was.

She watched with a surprised blue gaze, unsure of whether to say anything or just sit there and watch. She wasn't quite sure what to say, if she were to say anything. She really didn't have any knowledge of Clan cats. In fact, this was her very first time outside of her den. The whole concept of being outside still baffled her. So she just sat there with a glazed look over her eyes.

She blinked out of her daze, now realizing that the other kittypet was speaking to her. "Yeah, it's my first time out," she replied. "I never imagined it'd look quite like this. I mean, the trees, the grass, the creatures... Has this always been outside of our dens?" The Clan cat's words still lingered in her mind, however. All that talk about kits, elders, and prey... What was he talking about?