We shouldn't be here || O, Bloodclan Cat

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    Chucky had, somehow, got out again. His little silver shape bounced between each snowdrift, disappearing then reappearing from the chilly powder, giggling as he jumped. When he lifted his head again, snow atop his silver head in a small pile and more on his muzzle, the green-eyed kit looking enhanced before he realized he didn't recognize where he was.


    Frightened, he curled up in the snowdrift. "Mama...? Roo...? W-where am I?" He called aloud, the small kit was scared, being far from his home and in a land he didnt know with scents he didn't recognize.

    Nightfright

    PUT THIS BROKEN DOLL BACK ON THE SHELF

    Sure the queen was beginning to show, but that didn't mean she couldn't carry out her warrior duties just a little bit longer. As she patrolled the borders, the wind picked up and with it came the scent of Bloodclan. The molly's fur bristled sharply as she tracked down the scent. As she came upon the mewling scrap in the snow, she was faced with a dilemma: bring the thing into camp, or wait for another warrior to find her. Either way, the warrior code dictated that a kit younger than six moons was not to be abandoned and left for dead.

    The queen's maternal instinct kicked in and she attempted to wrap herself around the kitten to protect him from the frigid wind. "How did you get here, little one?"

    "Speech"

    He shivered. It was getting colder and wind was picking up when he heard crunching in the snow. He froze, frightened as he looked up at. Someone was coming and he felt his heart beat increased rapidly, scared. It was a fox or a dog or something and he felt tears in his eyes as he cowered.


    Then warmth and soft, a shadowy frame around him and he shook. "I-I was playing outside of the B-Bloodhouse, in the yard and I wandered this way... I-it was fun b-but now I'm lost. Where am I?" He meowed, voice soft and shaking. He wanted home. He didnt care what happened to him, but he felt safe around the warm queen, feeling like he was home with Mama only this one was darker than Mama and didn't smell of rotting flesh. So, kind of a step up in the smell, but he still looked cautious.

    Nightfright

    PUT THIS BROKEN DOLL BACK ON THE SHELF

    "You're in Shadowclan territory. You're lucky I found you before you froze to death. Why would you leave your territory in this kind of weather?" Nightfright inquired of the young child, concern lacing her voice. She knew that Bloodclan was close, but it was quite a distance for a small animal like this kit, she couldn't believe he had managed to wander all the way out here without realizing he wasn't in Bloodclan anymore. The queen would've been suspicious but something about the kit's voice and manner of being that convinced her that he was sincere.

    "Speech"

    "Cause the nest is boring and I wanted to go play outside. I snuck out while Mama slept," Came his reply, chirping softly and happy. He was a serious troublemaker but he was a sweet and messed up fluff ball, green eyes shining. "I didn't mean to get lost. Is Shadowclan nice? I hope you all are nicer than Riverclan. Theyre meanies," He huffed, waving his fluffy tail.


    owlflight ♚


    shadowclan - warrior - male - 12 moons - tags

    He could smell the stench of BloodClan. It was one he was all too familiar with as he had spent several moons of his life. Limping towards the scent, he noticed a kit that had already been greeted by Nightfright. "Not necessarily, kid. Depends on why you're here. BloodClanners and ShadowClanners don't exactly see eye to eye."


    He had no plans to attack the smaller feline, especially since he was innocent. For now...at least...As he made his final approach to the silver kit, his daggers met the bright green eyes of Chucky. "So, my suggestion is that we have someone walk you back to the border and get you closer to your home. It's not safe for a kit from your clan to just wander around. Especially going into RiverClan or ThunderClan. We're not so...defensive...towards BloodClan, despite their recent capture of the medicine cat, deputy, and myself."

    Nightfright

    PUT THIS BROKEN DOLL BACK ON THE SHELF

    Nightfright looked over to Owlflight as he approached and spoke to the kit, the queen relaxing in these presence of another clanmate. She stood to her paws while keeping her fluffy tail around Chucky to make sure he didn't catch cold. "I'd be willing to take him back. Seems he wandered too far from home on a little trip through his territory. Not that it's that surprising." The molly rolled her eyes at the situation. She couldn't believe Bloodclanners would let their kits wander this far from home. That would've never happened to her no matter how hard she tried, nor would it happen to any of their kits in the nursery now. Talk about careless/

    "Speech"

    "Did Mama do that? She wants to say she's sorry. She regrets doing that, but she wanted to jest and join in the games of Bloodmoon, a festival. Sheogorath was the meanie, wasn't he? I heard stories he always was. He wasn't nice according to Mama. And I escaped. I'm a big kit! I can defend myself. I did against that Riverclan kit with the funny voice. You two don't stink. You smell like flowers and grass and it's pretty," He rambled, eyes darting between the two cats. "I don't wanna go home yet. Can I come see what your camp looks like? Do you sleep outside? Isn't it cold to sleep outside without blankets?" He questioned, his curiosity brimming as he flicked his bright green eyes between the two.

    sorrelfire

    traditional shadowclan deputy


    the scent of bloodclan made her stomach churn. stalking up behind owlflight, the deputy gazed down at the tiny scrap, something in her eyes. "who is your mother, little one?" she asked, voice calm, with a hint of danger. "is her name luna, by chance?" when the boy continued, she bit her lip. "would you let enemy cats into your home, littl one? probably not, hm? then you must see how we cannot let you into ours. we have dens where we sleep, and we sleep in nests of moss and feathers. sometimes it gets cold, but we're surrounded by our clanmates, so it never gets to bad." she couldn't believe that luna would let her kit wander this far from the bloodhouse. from what she'd seen while she was captured, the cannibal feline was quite possessive of her children. "nightfright and i can take you home."



    (c)trexgirl


    owlflight ♚


    shadowclan - warrior - male - 12 moons - tags

    The feline nodded to Sorrelfire as she made her approach, her pine scent was heavy beside him. "I wouldn't be of much use to lead him back, but you should be traveling. Not with all that happened to us. It would be too much of a risk." He hoped that the molly would listen to him, but it was ultimately up to her.

    "Why can't everyone be friends? Is there like a secret or something that got out and now everyone is mean? And yeah my Mama is Luna. She's a guard. She's probably freaking out again because she's probably awake, but I'm okay cause you three seem nice. And you don't stink. Which is good! Riverclan stinks though. They're stinky stinkies and meanies too and I heard stories that you guys were meanies but you dont seem like meanies," he rambled, standing, "Mama doesn't like it when we leave home, but it's so boring with everyone being so angry at Riverclan and the dogs and Slo is hurt and can't keep up with me. Uncle Cal is busy all the time but everyone is scared that we'll get hurt but I'm brave and strong!" He smiled.

    sorrelfire

    traditional shadowclan deputy


    her gaze flickered between the kit and her former apprentice. "i'd like to bring him home. i can travel to bloodclan at least. i'm not that injured. nightfright will be there too. we'll be... we'll be fine." she meowed, brow furrowing. how would their enemies react to seeing the cat whom they'd just let go come back. turning to the small tom before her, she gazed at him. "there are many things that have happened over many moons. most of this battle started before you were born. probably before your mother was too. it's been going on a long time." she told the little boy, meeting his green gaze with honey eyes of her own. "now, what's your name, little one? you are very brave to have come so far, but now it's time for you to go home to your... mother."



    (c)trexgirl

    Nightfright

    PUT THIS BROKEN DOLL BACK ON THE SHELF

    Nightfright was even more relieved at the sight of her sister and deputy. She stood and brushed her muzzle against Sorrelfire's, looking down at the bold Bloodclan kit before her. "We'll be fine to go together...at least we won't run into Sheogorath..." That was little consolation but it was better than nothing. She'd heard stories of the Maine Coon and was more than glad she would never run into him again as long as she lived.

    "Speech"

    "Chucky! My name is Chucky. And thank you! Nightfright is a pretty name. What's yours? Is yours as pretty as that? And Mama won't hurt you, I'll tell her how you three were nice and made sure I wasn't cold and alone! She might be mad but she'll be mad at me and not you, cause you kept me safe. Ethel is nice too. She's my sister," He meowed, purring loudly and excitedly as he couldn't wait to tell his latest adventure to his sister. She was going to be so jealous!

    TPmOLuL.gifTHE FALLEN PRINCE. --

    Peering from the gaps of a shrub, a massive alabaster brute crept into the light. Glaring down at his alleged cousin. ‘Uncle cal’ it had slipped from the kitten’s lips, drawing Hornetsting’s ears backwards as he scored his molten gold hues over the small child’s frame. "You needn’t ever be afraid of Sheogorath…. well, not anymore" his gravely voice erupted, Hornetsting’s eyes glistened with a knowing, a sinister secret he wouldn’t dare tell a soul. Lifting his eyes to the loving couple, he couldn’t stifle the twinge of jealousy. He wanted something like that, but he didn’t know how to have it. He only knew how to be shifty and secretive, which was not a good foundation for any relationship.


    "I’ll come with…. this might be a trap." glittering optics narrowed as he studied Chucky. "you can tell your uncle Cal that ‘Lucian’ said hi" a devious smile peeked through his darkening features. It made him sick, this kit was going to go through the same hardships as he. You can either bend to the will of the wicked, or snap.

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    Chucky's eyes lit up and he ran toward Hornetsting before he realized that it was not Caledon. He wasn't related to the large tyrant of the clan, although technically and unknowingly through being half siblings to Cal's sister's kits. He felt embarrassed, ears back at the intimidating cat and his fur stood on edge, arching his back. He looked mean and it scared the usually brave tom. He hissed softly, eyes wide as he backed up to Nightfright and Sorrelfire, looking like he was going to run in a random direction.


    "You look mean. I donct like him he looks mean and angry and I don't like angry," He whimpered, eyes not leaving the white tom's shape. He didnt like this now. His unplanned adventure now seemed quite scary as he stared at the other.


    owlflight ♚


    shadowclan - warrior - male - 12 moons - tags

    The mostly blind tom noticed the fear of the small kit as he spoke and began to panic. Intimidation would not help the situation nor would hostility. Threats loomed over the kit's head with each passing day. "Don't worry about that ol' idiot. He's all hiss and no bite. Listen, I'm gonna tell you something that I might regret in my lifetime. " He hoped that he would help settle the kit down enough to go home with Sorrelfire and Nightfright.


    They couldn't have the poor thing running around like crazy. "Cats like that they want one thing, revenge. I used to be fueled by power. Now, there's just a fight for the sake of my clan. Fight for your clan. Stand tall. Chucky, I used to stand beside BloodClan a long time ago. I, however, have my loyalty to ShadowClan. As a kindness to my former home, perhaps I could help get you to the border as well."