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[Poseidon]

Prompt: One of the kittypets offers to give you one of their treasures. However, they lead you to a strange colorful pelt (tent) that appears to have a twoleg mouth with something strange hanging from its teeth as an entrance. Will you enter?

POSEIDON
BLOCKED YOUR ONE WAY HOME

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Poseidon was thrilled when Sonja came back home from her long stay away. And then he learned he would get to go on a trip with her as well! That meant spending even more time with her. Oh he missed her so much. He was excited they brought his favorite bed and toys with them to the riverside, where he met up with old friends - both people and other house cats.

But then Sonja's friends arrived, and she only had eyes for them, telling him to get lost anytime he tried to snuggle with her or share food together. He didn't understand - why did she bring him with her if she didn't even want to spend time with him?

He sat at the edge of the river somberly, shifting his paws through the shells and pebbles, looking for the prettiest ones and arranging them in rows. He wondered if he would be able to bring them all back to their tent, but he wasn't sure if Sonja would appreciate that - she would probably just throw them all out again and then he would need to spend the rest of the next day sorting them once again. He had the prettiest ones stashed away, tucked in spots Sonja wouldn't notice them, but he couldn't bring even more back inside, there would simply be too many... Maybe he could exchange some?

There was a rustle at the reeds and Poseidon raised his head, trying to see whether it was one of the other cats or possibly a bird. Instead he found eyes staring at him through the reeds, the gaze of a stranger fixed on him - this was no house cat! The cat in front of him looked wild - Poseidon didn't know there were wild cats around here.

"H...hello?" he tried. "Can I...help with anything?"

Maybe they were interested in the food Sonja and her friends were making? Or perhaps in the festivities that they seemed to celebrate? Or maybe they were interested in his trinkets?

"If you want one for yourself, i have prettier ones in the tent!" he said, pointing at his rows of stones and shells. Perhaps this wild cat could be their friend also, since Sonja didn't seem very interested in him anyway...

OOC: Open for anyone to join! ​

 

[Galepaw Galepaw]

—————————————————— Rocked by an endless motion ✦

The recent influx of twolegs was... unsettling, to say the least. Ever since that fateful day spent investigating, the strange warm stench that wafted from the twolegs' camp made the tom feel rather sick. The birds were all a fuss too, cawing in unpleasant melodies about the ever-increasing annoyance that was the twolegs. At least they seemed to stay away from the depth of the territory, though he couldn't say he couldn't smell them from far further than that. It was... rather curious, actually—the scent of twolegs was mingled with something familiar, something furry and quick-tongued like them, and Gale kept watchful eyes out. There was sure to be curious paws about, kittypets with stomachs far bigger than he, with little flitting songbirds in their chests. Kittypets that had not starved as he, seen death as he, and known pain as he... It couldn't help but shiver at the notion of being stuck as they were, though perhaps he had that feeling due to the capturing of Bubblepaw and Shimmerpaw what seemed like many moons ago at this point. Either way, he found himself hovering just at the edges of the territory, watching in curiosity at those with such different lives from him. Those that cawed from within a shining cage, unaware of the shining claws that encircled them.

His blue eyes were sharp, staring, and entirely unwelcoming, but of course that never seemed to deter those wayward cats that had gotten far too comfortable with twolegs. Of course, he hadn't gone far without at least Torrentpaw at his side—the two were bonded by these things, inseparably so—and that knowledge of the ways of twolegs was priceless to the pale lynxpoint. The lone kittypet that called out to him seemed... alone, though, and it couldn't help but answer such beckonings, especially with the assortment of things at their clawtips.

The tom unfolded himself from his hiding place within the shubbery, long legs unfolding as he stretched to his full height and took a cautious, gentle step towards the brown-and-blue tom. For a few steps, it remained in a curious silence, regarding the other with watchful large eyes. "...A strange assortment, to be sure." He muttered in greeting, slowing to a stop a few bounds away from the other. It tilted its head, curled ears flicking and perked, ever ready for the crrrunch of twoleg paws. "...You do not seek to trade, then?" It questioned, raising a small brow at the other's offer. "I fear I do not have my usual supply, not with me anyway—though I suppose a cat such as you are unfamiliar with the shining of scales. You cannot miss what you never beheld." It mused to itself, eyes hungry and fixed on the stones and shells. They certainly weren't anything to write home about, this cat had only been here for so long anyway, but they did catch his eye... But with the mention of something else, a 'Tent', Gale's ears flattened somewhat. "...Unwise." He responded after a few silent moments. "Such places are poisonous to the wild things—and thus, unkind to those such as I."

—————Whether truth or just a story

It's not up to you—————

• @Torrentpaw dragging this guy along as per usual, though anyone else can be in his investigating posse as well :)
• 
  Galepaw
  ✦—Riverclan Apprentice | 11 Moons
  ✦—He/They/It
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A fluffy high white lynx point with curled ears and deep blue eyes
  #87878E #BAB2AC

 

[Poseidon]

POSEIDON

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Poseidon watched as the cat emerged from the reeds and stretched up up up towards the sky, standing on legs way too long and its lanky frame, eyes disproportional to its body. An unnatural tangle of fur and limbs, like a newborn fawn standing on its legs, yet this cat stood firm, the way-too-long body supporting itself somehow.

What....the....fuck....

Poseidon cowered, trying to appear small as he stared up at this wild cat. Were all wild cats this massive? Strange looking and looming over him like low hanging clouds, threatening to suffocate him? And then it spoke, with a voice grated with wilderness, yet mystifying, as if trying to put him into a trance of trust and admiration. And it was working.

"Yes, yes... trade. Or just give, if that's what you'd prefer..." Poseidon tried, offering this giant beast a sacrifice worthy of its might. Only then did he notice there were more wild cats with it, ones more like himself, shorter and cat-like, though they haven't spoken just yet. Clearly this was the leader of the group, towering over them all with its commanding and mesmerising words.

Unwise...poisonous...unkind

The wildcat used such strange language to describe his temporary home, as if the tent could run towards them and hunt them down as they speak, as if it wasn't just another one of the people's things. Of course Poseidon didn't fully comprehend them either, but they were predictable and provided shelter. Much more stable than the reeds and currents they rooted in. "I.. I can go retrieve them if you want? You don't have to follow me." Though Poseidon wasn't sure if he would ever come back after breaking off from this hypnotising cat's voice. If he ever would. "I have some...shiny shells and stones stashed away, and.." he thought of all the human trinkets they kept losing, the ones they wore on their throats and paws, around their heads and ears. Or ones they simply threw away after using. "-some stranger trinkets as well, if that'd be to your liking."