Posts by gaulfeather

Before Fenris' eyes, his family were invaded. Three she-cats had suddenly pushed through, one smelling like a loner and two others stinking of... other cats. It was a scent like their own, only different, repugnant.
And then he realised he was no longer in charge.

His yowl split the air, his tail lashing as annoyance flooded him. "Silence!" he demanded, eyes flashing coldly. They rested upon Jaysong, Cheetah and Pitchfang in turn, his piercing gaze trying to find their intentions, then focused on the two newer cats, not too concerned about Jaysong too yet. "I wish to speak with the two of you. Calypso," he addressed his brother with a slightly calmer voice, his fondness for him showing through ever-so-slightly, "Take Jaysong to Bell's den and question her."

The feminine shriek that interrupted Rajastar sent an instinctive signal coursing through Alrularen's body. Hot on her leader's paws, she raced down to the camp clearing, tail held high like a flagpole. She reached the panicking carcaral with reassuring eyes and a calm voice.
"Okay, Takara, just breathe," she told her soothingly, licking her shoulder softly. "Just lay down, we'll fetch help. Everything will be fine."

Once the cats surrounding them had gone, Fenris sat down. There was no fear in him as he surveyed the two BloodClan cats, his expression thoughtful.

"You say you escaped from 'BloodClan'," he mused, more to himself than to them. The she-cats looked angry, spiteful, the stench coming from them in waves. Unlike Jaysong, there was no fear coming from them, and he admired them slightly for that, though of course he still wanted to know how they found them in the first place.

"Tell me how you came to be here."

Fenris' expression did not change throughout Cheetah's explanation, but inside, he was confused. BloodClan's territory?

Slowly, a faint memory began to surface. He could vaguely recall hearing some sort of myth about large groups, or 'clans', of cats, that had apparently been the inspiration for healer and warrior ranks in his family and the others before the slaughter. They actually existed?

"... How far away is BloodClan?" he asked finally, eyes staring into nothingness as he raked his memory for forgotten thoughts.

The Snowy Leopard {Echo} wrote:

OH MY FREAKIN GOZZLE, It's amazing<333 Thank you so much!

deadly beauty. wrote:

Hahaha, Really!? Well, great minds think alike xD

Three moons away...

Fenris, lost in deep thought, soon forgot that the two she-cats were sitting there. The only thing that interrupted his was the arrival of Calpsyo and Rhiannon. The expression on his brother's face told him that he wanted to talk, and so, the blue-grey tom raised his black gaze once more to Pitchfang and Cheetah, and twitched his whiskers in what he hoped was a comforting way.

"You are welcome to stay, as guests of the Helldancers," he told them calmly. "If you wish to join our family, you may do so, but I hope for you to prove yourselves first." He got to his paws and glanced at Calypso, before continuing. "I do not wish to sound threatening, but we do not tolerate the traitorous kind." He dipped his head, before looking to his brother.

"You wish to speak to me," he stated. "Firstly, tell me what Jaysong has told you. Is Bell taking care of her?"

Alrularen stood proudly at Rajastar's side, her graceful tail held high and beautiful face shining. This place was perfect, and she breathed in deeply, filling her lungs with hope and excitement.

"This place is stunning," she breathed softly, turning her head to gaze at Rajastar. "Are we to settle here, Rajastar?"

Fenris glanced at Rhiannon, and back at Wayne, before shaking his head. He believed himself to be able to tell what Calypso's intentions were, to be able to distinguish when he was violent and when he was not, and he found it faintly irritating that his siblings apparently could not do the same. However, thinking about it, he supposed it would be better suspect strangers of the worst, rather than let them in without a second glance.

"It is better to be suspicious than to be nonchalant of strangers," he retorted finally. "However, I believe we need to work on our sibling bonds." He gave Calpso a faint smile. "Wouldn't you say, brother?"

It was perfect.

The grey-blue tom, navy eyes dark with tiredness, pushed his way into the foresty clearing. In front of him sprawled rocky caves, leading down into more underground ones, spacious and airy. Surrounding them were tall, thin trees, with no branches blemishing their dark red bark. He cast a calm gaze around, scenting the air for other cats, before looking over his shoulder for the rest of his group. His family.

"We will rest here," he meowed, eyes passing over each cat's face. "Keep your guard up."

The leader nodded briefly to Wayne, then to Calypso. "Watches are a good idea," he meowed, taking a few pawsteps closer to the caves. He wanted to find a suitable den...

"Fenris?"

The grey-blue tom stopped and looked around at the delicate healer expectantly.

"I need to go look for Herbs."

He dipped his head, thankful that the family had such an efficient medicine cat. His expression then became thoughtful.

"Wayne," he began, looking back to his brother. "I think it would be best if you went with Bell. We don't know the territory... or if any cats still linger here."

[OoC/; When Wayne and Bell go searching for herbs, I suggest they go here. Bell's help is needed!