Post by Scriptheart on Nov 3, 2008 19:07:00 GMT -5
Starting all over...
The moon washed earth showed dips where the imprint of small paws had crossed during heavy rain, perhaps a cat? A tawny shape shadowed with spots almost leopard like and swift at that. Feminine grace came off the feline in waves almost showing in shockwaves off her glimmering pelt. The luminescent orb gave everything a soft icy glitter and this did not exclude the ocicat, her pelt looked almost unreal like diamond washed embers encrusted with the tiniest flakes of ice. Those deep ember hued optics scanned those apparently new frosted branches. Moonshine came down in slats beaming unto the earth's flesh and chilling it to the very core. If any chill had been real other than the brisk night air the she-cat would show no sign of it, only pad onward on her never ending journey to a nameless place she knew she must find. Pausing for a moment the femme glared into the darkness, here perhaps? But not alone of course, there were other cats here.
There were indeed other cats about, she picked up thier scent quite clearly now. She was glad that were none close too her, at least none she could sense. The femmora was desperate not to be recognized by anyone, the slightest hint of knowledge would send her back off into unknown territory. She had one been part of a clan in these lands, ShadowClan to be exact, but now all farmiliar scent had washed from her pelt. Tonga had left ShadowClan many, many moons ago at time just after her warrior cerimony and fled past the Moon Stone to an area where there were no others. She had begun to think she might go mad without a clan and a real place to call home. She had been there so long she had almost lost track of time. It had been almost 8 moons and she had grown into a fine she-cat. Training had been her top priority while she had been gone and her excersion brought her close to many a displeased rouge and many scuffles.
Now that she was back she thought of how she might disguise herself. It wouldn't bo too hard considering she had left before attending any clan meetings, only ShadowClan would be a problem. Tonga had no intentions of attending clan meeting for a very long time, if the clan would accept her she would need thier trust first anyhow. She had always enjoyed the sight of ThunderClan territory, so lush and green with underbrush to hide bountiful prey in greenleaf. She had even once wished she had been born there instead so this was her choosing for a new clan. Hopefully they would accept her and let her in as a warrior.
For now she would wait at the border, acting as if she had no knowledge of clan life, four trees, StarClan. It would not be easy for her to feign ignorance, but for now waiting for a ThunderClan cat would be the easiest task. A border patrol would come eventually and she could only make her best attempt to return to camp with them.
The moon washed earth showed dips where the imprint of small paws had crossed during heavy rain, perhaps a cat? A tawny shape shadowed with spots almost leopard like and swift at that. Feminine grace came off the feline in waves almost showing in shockwaves off her glimmering pelt. The luminescent orb gave everything a soft icy glitter and this did not exclude the ocicat, her pelt looked almost unreal like diamond washed embers encrusted with the tiniest flakes of ice. Those deep ember hued optics scanned those apparently new frosted branches. Moonshine came down in slats beaming unto the earth's flesh and chilling it to the very core. If any chill had been real other than the brisk night air the she-cat would show no sign of it, only pad onward on her never ending journey to a nameless place she knew she must find. Pausing for a moment the femme glared into the darkness, here perhaps? But not alone of course, there were other cats here.
There were indeed other cats about, she picked up thier scent quite clearly now. She was glad that were none close too her, at least none she could sense. The femmora was desperate not to be recognized by anyone, the slightest hint of knowledge would send her back off into unknown territory. She had one been part of a clan in these lands, ShadowClan to be exact, but now all farmiliar scent had washed from her pelt. Tonga had left ShadowClan many, many moons ago at time just after her warrior cerimony and fled past the Moon Stone to an area where there were no others. She had begun to think she might go mad without a clan and a real place to call home. She had been there so long she had almost lost track of time. It had been almost 8 moons and she had grown into a fine she-cat. Training had been her top priority while she had been gone and her excersion brought her close to many a displeased rouge and many scuffles.
Now that she was back she thought of how she might disguise herself. It wouldn't bo too hard considering she had left before attending any clan meetings, only ShadowClan would be a problem. Tonga had no intentions of attending clan meeting for a very long time, if the clan would accept her she would need thier trust first anyhow. She had always enjoyed the sight of ThunderClan territory, so lush and green with underbrush to hide bountiful prey in greenleaf. She had even once wished she had been born there instead so this was her choosing for a new clan. Hopefully they would accept her and let her in as a warrior.
For now she would wait at the border, acting as if she had no knowledge of clan life, four trees, StarClan. It would not be easy for her to feign ignorance, but for now waiting for a ThunderClan cat would be the easiest task. A border patrol would come eventually and she could only make her best attempt to return to camp with them.
Back where I began~
