A Stranger in a Strange Land [Elderclan Camp Thread #2]

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    Sima Sing thought "Sometimes. Im used to travelling though. It was also tense back home, with rawclan and hellclan and their legends emerging and the tensity with our legend and the other six and their personal lives and scars from their past." he mewed.

    " Speaking of places what is mine now?" Asked Spottednose. She was nervous about that. What if she would never find her place anywhere?

    Lostheart had lay down, but his mind seem to wander somewhere. It was mostly about the battle that had just current. He was wondering why in the first place there was a battle. He continue to ponder his mind seem to go into a forbidden state as if a omen just swoop down and hit him in the face. What if there is more to this then meets the eye?


    Secretfall shook her head. She was lead hunter she needed to get this started. She wonder back to the are she was and started to look for her clanmates once more hoping to get on with this hunting so that there will be more fresh-kill in the fresh-kill pile. She meow calmly "Silentrunner? Cardinalstorm? and Frozenheart? Where are you, we must go hunting before it gets too late to do so?"

    Cardinalstorm had bounded up to Silentrunner and Secretfall. "I'm right here." He had then sat next to Silentrunner and looked at the two.

    тιgerвlood [ιnacтιve] wrote:

    Whitefang let out a small purr at his mate's last words, but still looked and feeled unconfident about this. "Okay, I'll try." he promised her, returning her nuzzle of effection.
    ---


    "It hardly matters?" Artemkit asked his sister, stopping to face her once they were inside of the den. "So size does matter, even if it's just a little bit?!"

    Wildholly meowed, "Well, there's Leader, Deputy, 2nd Deputy, Medic cat, Medic Cat Apprentice, Apothecary, Apothecary's apprentice, Head Guardian, Guardian, Hunter, Lead Hunter, Ranger, Strider, Warrior, Queen, Kit, Keeper, Head Keeper, Wise One, Strategist, and Strategist's Apprentice."

    Secretfall nodded seeing two out of the three cats and meow "Ok thank you for coming. Now we must wait for Frozenheart and we shall be on our way." While they were waiting she started plotting ideas about different hunting situtations they may run into and if those cats that her clanmates were battling might show up wanting revenge of some type.

    Artemkit let out a small sigh at his sister's words, but they did make him feel a bit better. Him, one of then strongest cats she knew? That was probably an overreaction just to make him feel better about his size, but he didn't mind. It felt good for cats to say something like that about him every once and a while, even if it was a lie.
    "You're right, I shouldn't overreact so much. I mean we both or pretty small, since we are kits."

    Wildholly nodded, "Yes I do, why don't you wander around camp, see what feels right?" she meowed.
    ---
    Argentkit nodded, "You know how big daddy is! You'll have a growth spurt before you know it!"

    Artemkit cheered up a little at that. "Yeah, your right!" he mewed happily, perking up his little ears that had once been drooped down. "Wanna go and play mossball now?"

    Artemkit nodded also, rushing over to a small peice of moss that was near a moss-made bed in the nursery and batted it over to Argentkit with his paw.