Theresa and Chester arrive {open}

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    Theresa raced after Chester. By the time they arrived at the shed area, she was out of breath. But she didn't dare stop. She didn't want him to think she was a bad runner, and she was actually quite fast.


    Still, he had clearly won the race.


    Theresa was so excited that she only belatedly realised that the lumps of fur lying about in the clearing around the sheds were the dead bodies of other cats. She hissed and backed up towards the edge of the woods. "Chester--what happened here?" she yowled, full of terror.

    OOC: I don't think it's possible that he won, since he's still a fat kittypet trying to adjust to Clan life, but it doesn't matter.


    "Yeah, ha ha, I w.....Great Starclan! What happened here?" The dead bodies lay strewn across across the field. Blood was soaking into the ground, nurishing the earth with it. Glazed eyes, dismembered parts, Chester could barely see as his eyes were watering. "I want to go back home! No blood, nothing like this!" One particular one caught his eye. A snow white kit. This can't be happening! It SHOULDN'T be happening!

    "We have to figure out what's going......hold on, I smell......DOG! We need to GET OUT NOW!" Chester began to tremble.

    Oak watched the two cats with wary eyes, he didn't try and move toward them, instead just stood where he was. As he waited for them to try and help out with the devastated camp, he watched one jolt off in to the forest. This was enough to bring him out of his shell. "Hey!" He snapped, striding toward the remaining tom. He was trembling, in Oak's eyes, a sign of a coward. "Where are you and your pretty little friend off to? Can't you see what has happened here? Are you planning to help us in any way?" He didn't expect him to answer, just expected him to run away like the she-cat had done. As he waited for answer, all the while glaring at the tom, he listened to his daughter, Cherrypaw, sobbing in the middle of the clearing. He'd tried to move her, but no-one could.


    A rustle in the bushes made Oak jump up with surprise. "Get over there, now!" He ordered, pushing the tom behind and old, rickety shed. "Stay quiet." He hissed, waiting for a dog to appear. But to his surprise, Jaysong burst through the bushes, a wad of fresh herbs in her jaws. No doubt for the numerously injured. Rising to his paws, he grunted at the tom and waited for him to flee, though hoping he wouldn't.

    Plague had been roaming around when he started to hear another cat. He quickly scurried over to a bush and peered out as he saw two other cats going around behind a shed. He waited and noticed yet another cat emerge from some bushes with some herbs. What interested him was the smell of blood in the area. As quiet as he could be, Plague slipped around behind the bushes to the other side of the shed where he saw the two cats. There, he peered around a carner to watch what was going on.


    OOC: ((Just bored so thought I would post here, said open... sad part is I can't focus right now but hope i'm not interrupting anything.))

    It was then that Theresa found herself face-to-face with the young female puma. For a flash of a moment she thought, Miro. That thought vanished nearly instantly. This cougar was much smaller and lither than her guardian. And she was clearly rushing at her with the intention to pounce. The young savannah leaped away and sped back in the direction of the clearing. She didn't think, just ran. It was the only way she could go.


    "RUN!" she yowled as she burst into the open. She saw one way out of this, one escape from the deadly predator, and that was a small space underneath the nearest shed. Theresa ducked and shot in under the shed, her ringed, blotchy tail disappearing last of all.


    Ceta paced just outside the shed and pawed at the entrance. She stuck her big tawny paw in, but to no avail. The cat had escaped.


    The she-cougar hissed in frustration, then screamed, looking for a way under. She ducked her head down to have a look, and could barely make out that there was a low but large space in there. It would be no use trying to dig her way in. Ceta rarely missed a target, but she had acted in desperation and pounced prematurely this time.


    Cursing, she turned tail and ran off, not bothering to attack any other cats. She had to figure out what to do next and how to salvage this mess.


    ~*~*~*~


    Theresa remained beneath the sheds until she was sure the puma was gone. She crept to the edge of the space and, seeing no puma, slowly inched back out into the open again. She looked around. There was Chester, near a stranger who seemed to be harassing him. Theresa stood there too shaken to react just yet.


    ooc: Plague, your sig is stretching the board, please resize your image.

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    Oak gasped as he heard something moving towards them, by the sound of it, it was big. As someone yowled for him to run, he didn't wait, diving in to the nearest bush. As the she-cat that had run away came bursting in to their camp, he growled lightly. But as soon as the cougar followed quickly after her, he silenced himself. His dull green eyes flashed open and widened at the sight of this large creature. When it finally left, he crept out of the bushes and ran towards the she-cat, she seemed quite shaken, but that didn't matter right now. "What do you think you're doing?!" He screeched, not caring who saw him. "Are you mad? You lead that...thing in to our camp, cats could have been killed!" His sides heaved with the effort of that little rant.


    Jaysong peeked out of her den, trying to figure out who Oak was screeching out. Narrowing her eyes, she padded towards him and the she-cat he was throwing a fit at. "Oak!" She growled. "Go away, can't you see what's just happened? She was nearly killed!" Unsheathing her claws, she glared at her clanmate.


    Oak hissed quietly. "She could have killed any of our clanmates by leading that thing to our camp." He insisted, turning to stare at his daughter lying in the middle of the camp. After his mate and two kits had died, he had only Cherrypaw, he couldn't lose her too. Without another word, he padded to Cherrypaw's side and lay down next to her.


    Jaysong sighed, she felt sorry for Oak, but he handled different situations so badly. "Are you hurt?" She asked, turning back to the shocked she-cat. "I can go and get some herbs for you."

    Theresa realised the horrible mistake she had made. "I'm sorry! I just didn't see any other way of escape! I didn't know that cougar was coming until she was right there! I'm so sorry." She realised she might be unwelcome here now...if she was unwelcome here, though, where did she belong? She backed away, uncomfortable with her own presence here and unable to figure out how to fix it. "I'm so sorry."


    Feeling overwhelmed, she turned and ran off.

    Jaysong shook her head as Theresa tried to explain. Everyone was fine, why was she so worried? Turning to glare at Oak, she hissed lightly. But when she turned back, the she-cat had begun to run away "Wait!" She called after her, her fur bristling. If she was injured, who knew what could happen to her? "Come back!" She yowled, her green eyes wide.

    Theresa was too far away and too lost in her own turbulent thoughts to hear. She did not stop, but ran on and on. She had been naive to think she could ever have fit in with her own kind. She had been raised by a cougar, and now she was cursed by their mark on her life. She would never be normal. But that was not miro's fault...if it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't be alive right now.


    She headed on through the woods, going far away, towards the one place she knew she could find her old guardian. She didn't know whether he would accept her back, but she had to try.


    ooc: Theresa is gone for now, but she will return.

    OOC: Okay. :]


    Jaysong sighed, shaking her head. The she-cat wasn't coming back, that was for sure. But if she was hurt Jaysong couldn't help blaming herself, she was suppossed to be a medicine cat and she could have done more. But now she'd never know, she was gone. Sighing again, she padded towards Oak. "I hope you're happy." She hissed, turning her nose up at him and padding away to see Ladycalm.

    OOC: Been grounded. Sorry for the late reply.


    Chester turned around and saw the huge cougar. "That's not Miro, RUNNN!" Chester immediatly dashed off. Diving under one of the sheds like Theresa, he panicked. "Wahh! It's go-ona e-eat me!! WAHH!" Fear rippled through his body, sending pulsing wave after pulsing wave. He sniffed the air, then peered around to see if the brute was gone. Seeing that the ugly cougar had gone away, she padded over to Jaysong and Theresa. "I think I might need some herbs as well."


    Theresa was running off! "No! Theresa wait here!!!!" Chester took began to take off after her, but then stopped dead in his tracks. If the cougar follows me, I'll be in huge trouble! I might as well stay put....


    "Jaysong, it wasn't your fault that she ran off!"


    Feeling ripples of guilt wave through his body, he decided to go look for Theresa. However, he wasn't going to have to look very far....