Open Border SkC oh, come inside, can i get you to stay | curious kittypet

[JERRY CAN JERRY CAN]

JERRY CAN

If there was anything Jerry Can could go back in time and tell themself, it was that being inside all the time was boring. Sure, most of their time had been while they were recovering. And sure, 'inside' meant a countless number of hiding places that they could pounce on unsuspecting twolegs from, and little jingling balls that were fun to roll around. But it also meant a lack of fresh air, and it meant chattering uselessly at brave, fat birds separated from them by a cold, hard, invisible barrier.

All the warmth of 'inside' could never compare to the sun, either. So, when it finally had been let out, most of its time had been spent soaking everything in again. It had found the perfect spot in the grass to lay when the day was warmest, and it had found some of its neighbors. The other cats were gossipy sorts, and gullible, sharing tales of wild cats that, more often than not, only tempted Jerry Can to play up its own past.

When the restlessness building in their paws got to be too much, the tales tempted them to seek out the wild forest cats for themself. Which was what had led them here, barely avoiding the border, twisting to take everything in with a gentle jingle of the bell attached to their collar.

But so far, it hadn't seen any cats.

"Hellooooo? Any weird forest cats here?"

Jerry Can's voice, habitually loud, seems to echo through the silence. Oops.

Well, if there were any weird forest cats nearby, it would at last have a temporary cure to its boredom.

 

[flowercloud]

FLOWERCLOUD

DEPUTY OF SKYCLAN

Flowercloud had never dared ventured into a two leg home. Their paws were large, the kits could be rough, and they moved about as coordinated as a cat on its hind legs. She... Didn't trust them. She heard stories, and though it may be a comfort life for some- she could not find solace in not working for her food. She remembered how enamored her children was about their visits to Crows home, where she would wait impatiently, flinching at sudden sounds, wander and pace. And finally, when they returned, she acted as if they were never in any danger, despite her feeling so.

The deputy was making her way to peacefully pick up any daylighters who didn't feel safe walking alone, checking for more warriors who wished to accompany them and try to help. The cry into the forest was loud, a stifled laughter rumbling through Flowercloud as she stepped forward, her smile warm, gentle. The molly was large, but she kept herself peaceful as she settled onto her belly to try to seem less of a threat. "Weird? I don't know about weird, but a forest cat yes. My name is Flowercloud- deputy of Skyclan," she purrs gently, tilting her head as she observed the stranger.

Love me to my bones...

Flowercloud

— 40 moons — she/her
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— a gentle giant, flowercloud stands at 14" at the shoulder and weighs 20 ibs. Her voice is honey soft, and green eyes are usually gentle and empathetic. She has amber coloured on her face and legs where points would be, with darker caramel coloured stripes. the rest of her fur is a bright white, and just like her namesake, is said to be as soft and thick as touching a cloud. She has a scar above her left eye, extending through her eyebrow. she has a deep scar on her chest, and her back leg is missing quite a bit of fur from dog injury. She has a slice just behind her shoulders and across her back. She has the power of Empathy, granted by her son Rosebelly.
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