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    Dazed confusion is the first thing Wolfgang felt when he woke up. Where he was, why he was here, what happened, what his name was- these questions all seemed to lack answers. His body ached, but his head protested the loudest. After several minutes of attempting to build up the energy to move, the tom finally rose to his feet. He moved slowly, each move causing him to wince. He looked into a stagnant puddle, his reflection vaguely visible. He appeared to have quite the scratch on the left side of his face. In fact, his entire left side appeared rather unpleasant. What happened? How did he become so scarred up? Were those... burn scars? What sort of stuff had he been doing? He wished he could remember.

    The tom had the thick scent of BloodClan on him. The smell of sewers and rats and danger followed him everywhere he went. To Wolfgang, who now lacked memories, it was just an odd smell. He came across another odd smell as he crossed what was, unbeknownst to him, SkyClan's borders. He winced, his ribs protesting as he began to sit down. Just a quick break, he just needed to sit for a while and take it easy.






    "Are you okay?"


    Minnownose came across the stranger on one of her many walks along the border. At first, she was skeptical. The scent of BloodClan was not one she took lightly. The deputy knew their history of hostility along her borders. Had it been an invasion? Or some strange "prank" they played from time to time?


    But then the short female saw him from a distance and he seemed...confused? Lost? Hurt? Maybe all three. And her sympathetic side bumped her unease to the side. Leading her to almost immediately approach the cat, regardless if it went south.



    WOAH- Woah, ah, he had not been expecting to hear a voice. He thought he was alone. He leapt to his paws, instinctively defensive. But shit did that hurt. He shouldn't have moved so quickly. Wolfie winced, trying not to let the pain show too much. That would be a sign of weakness. However, once he got a look at this cat's appearance it was clear she meant no harm. Her kind and sympathetic outlook felt rather familiar to someone he'd seen before. He wouldn't know, though. He worried he would never regain his memories. Hopefully that was not the case. "No," Wolfgang replied quietly, his soft voice a tad bit raspy. As she approached him, Wolfgang watched her with his remaining eye, backing up at an equally fast pace. "Who are you?" He didn't mean what her name was, really. He wanted to know where she was from, what her position was, and what she wanted from him. He briefly wondered why mistrust was so deeply rooted in him. The tom settled down, his defensive stature easing off as he reminded himself this molly surely meant well. That, or she was a good actor.






    When the cat immediately leaps to the defensive, Minnownose prepares to be attacked, and to attack back. SkyClan was at peace as of late, and she hadn't had to use her skills in a while. However, she was no fool. She wouldn't run away in her own territory.


    Any hostility immediately evaporates as the movement clearly hurt the other cat. Her readiness for a fight melts off to concern, and pure confusion. What an interesting cat. Who was definitely putting her emotions for a spin-concern to hostility to confusion back to concern was enough to give the girl whiplash.


    "I'm Minnownose," She replies, as if that would mean anything to the cat. After a moment of watching the cat curiously, the deputy adds, "I'm the deputy of SkyClan. You've found yourself in our territory."


    "thats a city smell," bloomsong commented quietly, approaching to the side of minnownose with a submissive expression, tail limp and her ears ducked. "bloodclan isn't attacking, right?" her questions were quiet, only hopefully heard by minnow. she didnt linger long on staying quiet before appearing her radiant self.

    "im bloomsong!" she greeted chipperly, her ears perking up and excitement raising in her dull golden coloured hues. "who are you?" she hoped it was a new friend, more to talk to was always great. though, it was weird that a bloodclanner was to show up at their border. she wouldnt question it to much, hoping the positive was the outcome here. she didnt like hurting others, it pained her to see blood. and it pained her to see the newcomer so scarred up and injured. a gentle gaze crossed her features, already deciding shed trust him.


    Wolfgang furrowed his brows in utter confusion. City smell. He knew what a city was, but he wasn't sure what she meant by that. He gazed at the first cat to speak. Minnownose. She was a... what? Deputy? SkyClan? The word "clan" was familiar. Deputy was... the position just below leader, right. Good thing he could at least remember his vocabulary. "Minnownose," He replied, as if solidifying her name into his memory. He turned back towards the other she-cat, who seemed to have a lot to say. "BloodClan...?" Was that like SkyClan, but...? Blood instead of sky? Huh. He looked around, unsure of how to answer her next question. "I, erm, I do not know." His voice was as flat as ever, masking his concern- though, the way he lowered his head may have given it away. He had no idea what was going on. This was frightening.




    Addercloud;;

    Medicine cat of Skyclan

    Speaking && thoughts && Attacking --- TAGS


    Addercloud was torn. On one hand, a young cat obviously needed some help. On the other - they reeked of Bloodclan. One of the few clans that had ruined Adder's ability to trust and have hope in them. Still though, despite his fears and worries, an injured cat outweighed it all. So, the healer would approach, mint gaze wide with concern. He was surprised when the male revealed to not know what Bloodclan was. Perhaps, then, they had not once been a member but a victim of Bloodclan's cruel ways?

    "It's alright - im Addercloud, Skyclan's healer. " he glanced at Minnownose before he said, "you can come with us to ourcamp. We'll treat any wounds you might have and give you some food and water. You'll be well taken care of." he paused, then asked, "what's your name?"




    (c)trexgirl

    "You aren't a BloodClanner, are you?" Wheatbloom had ambled on to the scene, his stick-thin shape wandering in Addercloud's enormous shadow, curious about the origins of this gross-looking cat that seemed about his age, yet possessing the complexion of an elder. Brown shark eyes peered from his angular face, examining the stranger. Where had he gotten those burns? Had he given them to himself? How would one go about doing such a thing? "If you are, I would have to try to kill you. Poppystar wouldn't want a BloodClanner in SkyClan." once his mentor came to a halt, he continued strolling, looping in lazy arcs around the confused tom. Watching.


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    bloomsong seemed appauled. "wheatbloom, come on! if he-if he was a bloodclanner, he hasnt done any harm! give him a chance, he might be a good hearted soul," she said gently, lecturing the older tom. "and, killing isnt nice."

    she was all about chances, all about seeing the good in others. why shouldnt she be? she didnt want someones actions or appearance to be misconstrued- and just because of their clan? but she understood. bloodclan was scary and sent chills down her spine even though they never hurt her.

    it was only stories.

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    (c)trexgirl



    SkyClan. He was beginning to see the theme here. BloodClan must be there enemy. He narrowed his eye a bit as he struggled to grasp onto any sort of memory that could indicate his identity. "I don't know," He responded. He couldn't help but let out a pathetic chuckle under his breath. How stupid he must seem- didn't even know his own name. "I can't remember anything. I'm sorry."

    His ears as well as his small, wistfully humorous smile dissipated as another voice made its presence known, the tone alone was enough to make the boy feel as if a knife were at his throat. Not to mention his firey gaze, that seemed to bore into Wolfgang's own and melted his icy blue stare. He narrowed his eye, trying to remain unfaltering as he stared back into the other cat's eye. Though, he had to admit, he would most likely lose this fight. He was in no shape to battle. His ribs hurt when he moved. "Let's hope not," Wolfie replied, but this time his voice lacked the humor that it previously had and was replaced with his usual soft, sharp tone. His gaze finally moved away from the others as the molly finished her statement. Ah, she seemed like... quite the character. The way she talked sounded child-like to him, yet the optimistic tone was oddly refreshing. Perhaps he had yet to meet very many cats with such an outlook. He nodded at the she-cat. "I appreciate your kindness," He said softly, no particular emotion showing on his outward expression though inwardly he truly did appreciate the kindness of both her and her medicine cat. Her deputy, as well. For the most part, these cats seemed rather kind. He had to wonder, though, what this "BloodClan" had done to them to cause them to be so defensive.