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    Adventure with my SkyClan tom Whisperingkit?


    He's always sneaking out of camp for a good time. He could possible end up near ThunderClans border and they could meet? While typing I imagined them having a wasp hive fall on them, the both of them shouting and running away. They could possibly fall into the river trying to escape? Then spend the rest of the day getting back home?


    Not sure where that came from. XD

    That's fine, I was hoping they could become friends too.


    So Sanguine leaving SkyClan would hurt. Wisp would be mad and confused, not likely to seek him out. But eventually he'd sneak into BloodClan [or try to] to talk to him. At least get the whole story and find some closure, maybe see if their friendship can even go on with them being in such different clans.


    I like it. <33333
    I'm so excited. :D

    I remember that. XD
    She had a serval, whose name I can't remember, but he was knocking up all the she-cats. Lol.


    And there was that list so no one could have a cat with the same name. And Raggs, I remember her too.

    He didn't seem put off by her words, although he was smart enough to understand she'd become annoyed on some level. If anything that made a rush of excitement flow through his veins. Who didn't love a challenge?


    Giving the apprentice a slow shrug he responded with a grin, "I never flirt without reason, because there's always a reason to give a she-cat a compliment."

    Whisperingkits blue eyes danced to Crouchkit and, still grinning, he meowed,
    "you sure are bossy aren't you? It's great!"

    His smiled widened, obviously pleased with her witty comeback. "A girl with humor. I like that."

    Be he before the young tom would say anything more to the apprentice Crouchkit spoke. He rose a questioning brow at the other kit, and although his pale eyes had suddenly hardened his voice was still friendly. "I'm not shallow at all. I just happen to love all females." Wisp didn't understand what was so wrong with that, because he honestly did find all of them beautiful and after talking to each one he always managed to find a few things in their personality that he loved. Be it their sense of humor, their spunk attitude, aggression, shyness, etc. It wasn't his fault nature had made such fascinating creatures. Although he found it odd that no other male felt the same... Well, with the exception of his father of course.


    Leaning close to the other kit, a teasing gleam in his eyes, he attempted to nudge Crouchkit's shoulder. "What about you, Crouchy? Got a special someone?"

    Sun shrugged Blueface's words off with a careless motion of his shoulders, amber eyes glinting with amusement. He'd never had much of a temper and wasn't easily riled, although he did enjoy watching others express theirs. "I was in the heat of the chase," he explained with a chuckle, "surely not the worst crime of the century."


    Spring Leaf groaned inwardly, green orbs flashing Moon a pleading look. The pregnant caracal certainly didn't count on him being so eager to leave this situation without shedding blood. But he caught her eyes and after a moment of inner struggle he jerked himself around. Stalking back towards the barn. "We're leaving," he snapped back at them. Spring Leaf followed silently.


    But Sun, who was normally so pleasant. Even to enemies. Didn't move to follow until he'd given the cats one last smile. His tone as friendly and warm as ever. "We won't bother your territory again. But the feeling is mutual. We've taken the land north of here, by the tall-skins barn. Do us the favor of not intruding."

    He was normally such a witty kit, quick to pick up on body language and side glances, but with his attention focused solely on the other kit he didn't even notice Wasp-paws look. Only noticed his leg as he stuck it out to block his path. The silvery tabby was quick to dance around it, shooting the medicine cat apprentice a quick wink.


    "Don't force it, Rave," Wisp whispered. Not at all cautious about approaching the battered tom. He was just another kit. Scared and hurt but still a kit. "I promise we aren't going to hurt you. On my honor."

    The tabby kit was crouching below an oak when Sanguine spoke from above. All but scaring the fur right off Whisperingkit. Fur on end and arching up onto his toes he spun around, pale eyes wide on his young face as he pinpointed the familiar face above him.


    Familiar but strange.


    The warrior was dangling upside down, by his back paws no less. Grinning down at him with those big amber eyes.


    He calmed quickly, shaking the tension out of his limbs and forcing his fur to lie flat. But only after he'd cleared his throat and was certain his voice was steady did he respond. "I was indeed. Thinking about going to the river is all, I like the trees there."Neck aching from looking up he reared back onto his hind legs, balancing there with his paws tucked against his chest.


    Never in his young life had he seen a creature hang in such a fashion. His ankle twisted all the way around, which surely had to hurt. But as Sanguine wasn't crying out in pain, perhaps it didn't hurt at all. "How in StarClans name are you doing that?"

    He stared at the body of water, passing him by and staying in place at the same time. The tabby kit always made a point to visit this place. It wasn't just the river, as he didn't know how to swim or fish, merely the beauty of this particular piece of land. An old oak arched over the water, it's branches dipping into the water. Vines crept across the forest floor and into the rocks that made up the rivers shore. But that was only his side of the river. Far more open then ThunderClans side, although the thick growth of oaks certainly added to the charm that this place had.


    Whisperingkit breathed deeply. Pale eyes restless as he skimmed the waters surface and the rocks of the shores.


    Their deputy had caught a fish once. He recalled him bringing it back to camp. Wisp hadn't had the chance to try it himself but he was eager to try, although not so stupid to attempt fishing without an older cat with him. Which there wasn't because he was already breaking rules being out of camp alone. Something he wouldn't get in trouble before as soon as he was an apprentice.


    Any day now, he thought wistfully.



    // Tagging you here and messaging you the link as well. @TWISTEDKIT.

    Wisp is five moons, he turned 6 moons today. Although his ceremony can be postponed cause he's kind of a rule breaker. ^^;
    I was gonna make a thread for Wisp to talk to Thrush about his apprenticeship, maybe Sanguine can join in as well?

    He was six moons today and more then a little impatient to become an apprentice. And normally he didn't worry about anything, what was there to worry about when the world was full of so many fun and beautiful things? Like she-cats?


    But he was prone to breaking rules. Such as sneaking out of camp, his more famous crimes resulted in that. And he wouldn't be surprised if his apprenticeship was delayed because of it. Which was why he was padding towards the tree that housed the odd, two-leg structure in it's branches.


    Whisperingkit paused at the oaks base. Staring up into the leafless limbs. He's climbed plenty of trees, as all SkyClan cats learned young, but he'd never attempted to climb up into the warriors tree. Only the apprentices had ever felt the brunt of his pranks. For now. But he was determined to speak to Thrushstar, the cat that held his entire future in his paws. Eagerly the silver tabby scrambled up the tree, feeling no fear as the ground dropped future beneath him. Limbs twisting around him as he rose, higher and higher until the shadow of the structure covered him.


    He paused to look up, spotting an opening and wiggling his way through the loose boards until he was on his paws again. Standing on the wooded porch, chest puffing up with pride. His legs felt weak and his lungs struggled to bring in more air. But his mission wasn't done yet. He had much higher to go.


    "Thrushstar!" He called the leaders name, a cat he'd only glimpsed from afar before today, hoping the tom would hear him from here.



    // @Sheogorath & @THRUSHSTAR.