Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
It was cold. Did it have to be this cold? The sun was out, the sky was clear. Warmth could be felt from the sun which was causing some of the snow to melt. But even if it was warm enough to melt some snow, it was still cold to someone who was not used to the outdoors.
But, weather be damned! Thought the kittypet as he gingerly walked through the moors, reminding himself " There's no going back! Only forward." but these thoughts were immediately replaced with outspoken " ugh cold...wet, cold...oh dear " sounds of discomfort as soft pampered paws sloshed into wet patches of grass and mud only to be pulled back to shake off the offending grime.
" Where even am I? How far have I walked?" the cat turned to look behind him, to see some sort of sign to indicate how far he had traveled. Eyes glancing past the treeline, the small puddles and thick patches of grass; all of this told him very little other than he was indeed, nowhere near home anymore.
Heaving a heavy sigh, the strange cat continued on with his slow trek through the moorland. Within a few more steps, another sound was heard, the sound of a very hungry stomach.
" So hungry, I don't even know what I can eat out here. There's no tins in sight! Oohhh - this was such a big mistake! I'm going to starve to death if I don't sin-AAH! "
The cat's speech was abruptly cut off as his front paws suddenly went down into a deep puddle. Paws sinking into thick mud as the stranger tried to scramble free but to no avail. The moors had him in it's grasp and no matter how much he tried to pull himself free, there was just no purchase on the slick ground.
There was only one solution, call for help and pray for the best.
"HEEEELLLLLLLP!"yowled the stranger." SOMEONE! ANYONE! "
Within a flick, her ear catches a rampant, panicking tune of another cat.
The molly quickly jolts her head up from the tall grass, and immediately began scanning the area, to find where the noise was coming from. Once she managed to figure it out, Silentstep began to sprint forward.
Guess hunting will have to wait...!
Was this another cat from a different clan?? Or someone from windclan who had got stuck...?? ... What if it was Skyclan..!? Have they arrived early!?
No. She immediately pushes away the thought and back into the void. Whatever clan the cat is from who needs help, she will lend a paw. No matter what.
Pushing through, she pokes her head out of the tall grass, entering to the scene. Silent's eyes widen, and almost in instinct nearly went forward before having to break into a skid, to stop herself from entering the mud as well.
Managing to take a halt, her eyes began to take in everything. Watching the Tom flail around in hopes to break free, had made the situation much worse for the mud to soon consume him.
" Easy, Easy! " She says in a frantic hiss. Calling out toward the cat, In hopes his ears could reach and capture her song of caution.
" You're only making it worse, stand still! Or else the mud will succumb you further. "
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
Although the cat was still frantically struggling, he heard a voice and took a moment to register what he had heard. 'Easy? How can anyone take this sort of thing easy!?'At least it sounded like there was help, maybe?
The cold water and mud clinging to his fur was making this whole situation all the more uncomfortable. So much so, the cat could no longer take it any more than he already had. A large poofy tail swings from side to side in annoyance"What do you mean by that!? Don't just stand there! Help me!" and he once again tried to pull free. The sound of mud squelching as he tugged backwards, his back paws splayed and digging into the wet soil below. For a moment it felt like he finally had some grip but the second his bulk was added, his feet would slip, causing him to fall even further.
Now his front legs and chest were caked in mud, some of it having splashed onto his face. His fur, his beautiful soft fur was going to be ruined at this point. Common sense was arguing with his vanity however, what good would worrying about his fur do if he sank further into the mud and perished. The words from the stranger echoed in his mind.'Stand still'
Huffing from exertion, the tomcat tried to glance towards the owner of the voice, and did what he was told and stood still.
Silentsteps whiskers gently twitched in irritation, watching this moment unfold even worse. " I just said... " She huffs a sigh out and flicked her tail in annoyance over how her words went over the cat's head.
But, she couldn't blame him... This was a scary situation.
Once the Tom had finally acknowledged her words of caution and had stopped, she took her paws and turned. " I'll be back...! " And disappeared back into the sweep of tall grass within a sprung, in hopes to find anything that could be useful for this moment. Searching, and looking around... Luckily, with the snow only a little melted today thanks to the Sun's ray of heat, she managed to find a root of some sorts sticking out. Quickly, she launches and settled her teeth on it, and began ripping it out of the ground... It took a bit of strength having to tug, before the force finally had managed to snap it away from the earths grasp.
Once arriving back, she very carefully leaned forward with the long root in her maw, in hopes that the other could reach the other end to bite down and hold on. " virt dourn on dish! " ((Bite down on this!)) She mouthed out, hoping the garbled message will go through to him.
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
"Waitwaitwait don't g- and they're gone! I'm going to diiiiie!!" wailed the tomcat, defeated, muddy, cold. 'Should have known better. Should have stayed at home! Maybe things were going to be ok afterall...yet here you are getting all dirty and for what!?' he silently chided himself. This was it, his one possible chance and already he screwed it up. Maybe that voice thought he was a lost cause and just said they'd be back just to make him feel better.
'It didn't work! I may not be smart but I know a lie when I hear one!'
The tomcat resigned himself to his inevitable fate until a stick suddenly appeared in front of him, causing him to make a sharp "Ah!" his eyes shot up to see none other than another cat! His heart leapt with excitement for a fleeting moment but it quickly sank as he noticed how small this other cat was. Did they expect to lift him out? He knew he wasn't a light fellow by any means but could this stranger really help lift him out safely? Despite these thoughts, however, common sense and a will to survive told him to forget about that and grab on.
"Ok! ok!" the tomcat lunged forward and grabbed onto the root, making a scrunched up face as he could taste the dirt and mud as it touched his tongue. "Eugh! I govf id! " (( I got it! )) he replied, preparing himself to be hauled out...maybe.
ooc: Ignore the dice rolls I dunno what happened there lmao "speech" 'thoughts!?'
OOC: HI SO ANGEL DID A STUPID AND ROLLED A DICE ON THE OTHER RESPONSE, PLEASE IGNORE THAT... I rolled a 3 on a d20 and then rolled two d12s and got like...2 and 3... so we'll go with 8 instead
Once the tom had announced his grasp on the other end of the root, the tabby dug her paws into the ground, to get ready and pull. With the strength gathered in her paws to hold her stance, she began heaving back. Her claws, unsheathing to dig into the earth in hopes to use the muscle to pull the cat out. But...
She snaps her eyes open, looking around and soon realized... This wasn't going anywhere, or yet, clearly the only movement made was probably an inch or two away. Barely managed to pull the other out from the muds grasp... Her ears rear back in frustration. This was just like what happened back when the flood occurred... Another time when thinking she could rescue someone... Her strength says otherwise. And both would nearly succumb from her undoing.
" CMURRRNNN...!!! " Silentstep continued to wrestle with the long root branch, In hopes maybe the sudden ramp of aggravating emotion could help amp up the needed boost of adrenaline to help pull the other out. Though, it seems no matter what she did, neither of them were budging.
She can only hope that the other in the end was contributing as well.
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
It didn't take long for the strain to cause pain in the tomcats mouth but yet he kept his mouth clamped shut. The sound of the root branch creaking as the other cat pulled was disheartening, as there was clearly tension from being pulled and yet, he didn't feel like it was working.
'Oh, right, I need to do something too! Or i'm just going to get us both killed!' the sudden realisation he wasn't moving or making any effort to contribute quickly dawned on him.
With a growl, the tomcat dug his claws in yet again. This time however, instead of pushing against the mud, he pushed himself in the direction the root was pulling. At last, there was a tiny bit of movement, still a little slipping and sliding but he didn't care about that; he was starting to get out!
More mud splashed up his legs and sides, at first causing him to flinch at the sudden cold but he quickly refocused on the task at hand. Golden eyes were fixated on the smaller fawn cat with admiration, even though she was clearly not quite strong enough to lift him out alone, the fact she showed no sign of tiring or giving up only caused the tomcat to try even harder.
"Arlmust tharr pulll!" ((Almost there pull! ))
Mud squished and squelched as limbs began to come free of its earthen grasp. Just a little bit further!
For a moment, there was a pause. Her teeth had started to ache, and could feel the numbing sensation kick in from how much they were latching onto the root... Though, she wasn't going to give up.
The molly heaves a breath. She wasn't going to fail this time. Nor succumb to the same guilt that still remained within her heart from failing previously...! No cat will nearly fall from her grasp ever again.
Silentstep clamps down on the root branch once more, erupting a low growl to rise. A faint scrunch from her muzzle slowly began to emerge, matching the determined look she flashed at the tom.
Within this pull, Silentstep mustered up the last bit of remaining strength to give a force jerk on the branch, and pulled. Her muscles began to scream from how much energy she was requesting. The dirt beneath Silents paws nearly ruined the plan, almost making her slip. But thankfully, that's what claws were for, to hold your ground. Continuing on keeping her stance firm, slowly but surely, progress was being made. And compared to what use to be only a few steps away, it began to increase farther.
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
His own muscles screamed at the unfamiliar strain due to the added weight of the mud and grime. It was a hinderance but progress was being made, a light at the end of the tunnel, there was no going back...he can't go back.
Another growl rumbles from deep within the tomcat's throat and his claws dug in deeper into the ground. It hurt, it stung but he couldn't give up, he can't give up. Not now, not when this other cat was trying so hard for someone like him.
"GrrrrrAAAHHHH!!!!" he yowled as he felt the mud finally lost it's grip and he came free from the mud puddle. Stumbling a few steps forward before spitting out the root and collapsing on the ground.
"Oh my goodness! Oh my gosh... i'm out!? I'M OUT! I'M FREE I'M FREE!!" he celebrated. His heart soared with the joy of freedom, he was so happy he could almost feel tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.
"Oh you sick yet beautiful world oh how much I love you! " he turns to look at the stranger " And you!! Thank you so much for helping me, I could just hug you! B-but I can't , I think my legs stopped working...ow " the pain and aches wasted no time in coming back to the forefront of the tomcat's mind. He hurt , alot, that was probably the most work he ever had to do in his life.
When the job was accomplished, Silentstep couldn't help but stumble a few steps back. Though, quickly she caught herself in time and just sat, but hunched over to catch her breath.
She managed to slip out a response toward the other. " Y... You're welcome... " It was strained, and quiet, yet still laced a soft tone within. Once her breathing had returned to a normal rhythm, Silentstep soon pulls herself up to stand.
Now, for the moment of truth.
Without notifying, the molly stepped forward, and leans to sniff at the Tom. The scent, coming off of him, swirls through her nose. It wasn't anything she recognized from the other clans... Yet, something else... Until a pinch of a pristine smell came across her mind, indicating a hint to where they could be from.
A kittypet.
Reeling her head back, Silent gazes at the cat now a look of confusion with mixed concern, painted across her face. " How did you... " Were words she muttered. And soon, padded around him, in a circle. Before taking a halt in front, flickering back up at him once she finished. " How did you get all the way out here...? " She mews, in her gentle, melodic manner. It wasn't rare for a kittypet to stray off this far from the twolegs, but not common either, knowing how stretch of a distance it is from Windclan... Not counting the barn, where it too riddled twolegs, but very few.
" You... You don't smell like any of the other clans. " Silent says, a bit taken aback now to realize that he wasn't from around here.
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
The tom was too preoccupied with his own elation to notice that the stranger and sniffed at him. It wasn't until they spoke that he snapped back to reality.
After hearing the words, he remembered how and why this whole situation happened and he chuckled nervously "Uh, right...yes. You're right, i'm not from around here." he rolls onto his paws and stands up , legs wobbling for a moment. " I uh, walked...very far. I uh-" he gulps " Y-You're not going to kill me now right? I heard that can happen. Please don't kill me, I'm not dangerous! " he sits back onto his haunches, paws up and ears down to look as non-threatening as possible.
'Is this where they kill me? Did I just open my big fat mouth without thinking, ugh, why did I do that!' his thoughts reel with questions and anticipation, was this a cat from a bloodthirsty clan whos territory that he just trespassed?
"L-look, I'm not here to start anything I was just...wandering around-very far- I mean, that's normal to wander this far out...ok you got me I'll you the truth I want to join a warrior clan ok, please don't kill me!" he shuts his eyes and shrinks back, waiting for the claws and teeth to end him.
" I... What? " Was all that could leave her mouth, watching as this tom immediately fell into a cowardice behavior, shrinking back, had given a softened her expression. She shakes her head in disbelief in response. " N... No! I would never lay a paw on those who merely just been rescued out from a dire situation. " Silent says, in hopes her assurance would ease the others fear away.
When her ear flicked, capturing the truth on why they were this far out here, made the mollys heart sank.
Thoughts began to whirl in her head... The idea of this cat joining windclan right now seemed like not the greatest idea... Especially with tensions rising with Skyclan.
She... She wouldn't wish that upon anyone, and be caught between that. Her eyes gently squint, giving the tom a look that now molded into firmness. " ... I... I think you should reconsider. " For a moment, part of her regretted those words slipping out. But, it was the truth. With how things have been, the thought of a cat, like this one, would probably stand no chance in the growing hostility environment of these clans.
Though, curiosity brewed, and she opened her mouth again to ask. " ... Why do you want to join a clan? "
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
"Oh that's a relief. You must be one of the nicer clans then I guess, huh?" the cowardice melts away , only to be replaced with a big toothy grin as the tomcat realised this clancat was not a threat. Though when the stranger utters the words " You should reconsider " the smile shrunk a little. "Reconsider? I'm, kind of a bit to uh-committed to the idea now and, uh" he pauses and gestures to the direction he just came from " It's suuuuch a long walk, I don't think I'd survive the trek back in these conditions so uh" he cocks his head to the side " Kinnnnda stuck here."
When the question was then posed to him, the tomcat straightens up, only to then shrug slightly " Something different? Something more...exciting? I'm sorry is this like, a test or something? Because I feel I should be given time to prepare!" he flicks an ear as he now sits properly " I'm good at tests, never failed one before!"
It was now that the big tomcat got his first really good look at the stranger. He wasn't sure what to make of this clancat other than taking note of the interesting pelt colors and markings. He then realises something, who was this cat? He then offers a paw out, just like he had seen the twolegs do back at home. "A question for you! What's your name by the way? I would like to know the name of my rescuer!" the big toothy smile returns on his face again, hoping for an answer.
ooc: I'm aware that twoleg society is beyond a cat but I would like to think mimicking seen behaviour isn't too far out of bounds. Of course feel free to let me know otherwise! "speech" 'thoughts!?'
Nicer clan seems a little far-fetched now...
Once, they were a nice clan, one who wouldn't place their paws into violence... Up until the recent events that have occurred. As well, with some clan members being divided now by mixed opinions on what could've been...
Well, the tom got her there, he was right. With how long of a walk, it would be to return to the twolegs, accompanied by how vicious this leaf-bare has been for many cats... It was a path that could potentially lead to death.
A small sigh escapes from her maw over the realization. " I... Guess you're right. " But then, she couldn't help but mutter one last offer. " ... There is a barn, not too far from here, that could take you in. But, if you're still keen on this decision... Then okay. "
The molly couldn't help but gently tilt her head to the side... Test? She scrunches her nose in confusion. The further this, Tom had continued to sing his choice of words, the farther Silentstep felt herself stray into being confounded by it.
... Though, it was kind of nice to listen to nonetheless. Compared to hearing other songs that were laced with vicious tendencies from the recent newcomers... This one felt like a breath of fresh air. Nor had any ill intentions.
Silentstep took a few steps back when the other offered his paw... What... Was he doing now?
Instead of taking his paw, she just stared, owlishly blinking at it before flickering her focus back on him. " .... Silentstep. " She mews, her voice small as ever. And shifted awkwardly a little to sit.
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
The awkwardness of the situation caused the young tom to lower his paw, though the smile remained.
"Silentstep...that's a nice name!" he then gave his head a small shake at Silensteps offer of living at a nearby barn " Oh no I can never do barns, the smell and the dust eugh...no thank you. I prefer the uh-" he looks back towards the deep mud puddle that nearly ended him " Well-most of the outdoors and fresh air."
He then grumbles and looks down at his legs and paws " Ugh, look at my fur. This is going to be a bother to clean off." his ears pin back as he attempts to rub the now crusting mud off his fur.
"That was very fast thinking with that tree root thingy or whatever that was. You're so smart, but I guess you clanfolk know all about stuff like that huh?" he looks back up to Silentstep as he continues his attempt to groom himself and not make any unsavoury faces in doing so " How do you not fall in these death traps? "
A small, V-shaped smile formed upon the mollys face. And gave a gentle head bow over the compliment. Listening on, her ear gently swivels at the little comments about the barn life... It, pained her a little to be reminded of the simpler times she once lived there... It was dusty, sure, but the colony of cats who used to reside there made up for it.
Pulling her mind back from the clouds of familiar memories, so she could answer his question. " Well... " She starts off, but stopped to think for a moment, before picking up again. " We have a few paths memorized that we're familiar with to navigate easily... but most importantly... We also pay attentive mind to what our paws would potentially step in. " Silent says, giving a soft giggle at her comment. She didn't really know how the tom had ended up in the muddy situation... But it wouldn't surprise her if finding out it was from not paying attention.
Differing her attention away, she raises her head. To look around their surroundings. Figuring whether they should begin to head on to camp... Especially if they wouldn't want to end up like freshkill toward predators, being out in the open like this.
After scouting, Silent lets out a small mew toward the other. " Let's get going then, we can continue to talk along the way. " With that, she pulled herself up to stand, turning, and began padding off into the path that lead home. But, she took a glance behind her shoulder, waiting to see if the other will follow.
Birchbark, 16 moons / Windclan - Tunneler
Not much is known about this cat, other than he's definitely not of clan blood. He's pristine and soft but also an utter buffoon.
Tagging @Silentstep
The tomcat looked back to the puddle briefly as Silentstep spoke.
'Paying attention, yeh that does make sense doesn't it'
He looked back to Silentstep when she giggled, making a face at her "I almost died and you laugh at me, don't laugh at me!" but even he couldn't keep this facade up for long, falling into a small fit of the giggles also "I guess I was a bit distracted and all." he belly then grumbled again, as in on cue. "Food makes a cat do strange things I guess...is there food where we are going?"the tom asked, watching Silentstep move away before standing up.
"Where...are we going actually? Is it far? I don't think I can walk much further if it's going to be a whole days worth of travel! And I'm sooo hungry!" he then shook out his back legs , wincing as he did so "I don't know Silentstep, this might be it for me!" he mewed pathetically, feeling the aches and pains in muscles he didn't even know existed and now he had to walk more? Pure agony this was going to be.
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