Wandering

[hawkpelt]

Hawkpelt whimpered as the last paw slipped under the water. No more food that`s easy to get. I have to get food myself!"Come back!"she screamed."Come back!" She soon curled up in the reeds, and found herself asleep.

[mountainfire]

Mountainfire's sleek ginger pelt padded through the reeds. His keen nose picked up on a loner scent, a scent of a beautiful she-cat. He crept up on her and leaped onto the sleeping cat. He whispered warily, "What are you doing on RiverClan territory?"

[hawkpelt]

Hawkpelt was startled by the cat. She struggled to get away. But she gave up. " I followed my parents here.But they went in the river and drowned." She felt sad to remember that, but she was too scared to show sorrow.

[mountainfire]

Mountainfire retracted his claws and sighed. "I'm sorry. But what are you doing here and what do you want?" His green eyes searched hers, looking for a trick.

[hawkpelt]

Hawkpelt stared at the bigger cat. " My parents were going to hunt in the river. I wanted to watch them." The little kit felt like jumping in the river herself.

[winterleaf]

A ivory and dappled she-cat made her way carefully through the wet grounds around the swamp with disdain. Winterleaf didn't relish the mud that was beginning to cake around her medium sized paws. True, the she-cat was a RiverClanner, so she was used to wetness, but she much rather liked the clean river water than the sloppy mud.

Winterleaf glanced up at the night sky above her, instantly feeling refreshed as if a spring shower had just finished quenching the land. She loved the night, and its darkness. It was so mysterious and held high potential for surprises.

She continued picking her way around the Frog Swamp's edges, just enjoying the night walk, and letting her mind wander around the new rank she had just been assigned. Deputy? Wow... Me? the mottled she-cat thought in astonishment, slightly dreamy but fearful. Suddenly, she noticed a two felines near her position, wondering vaguely who they were. Silent, but rapid as a snake, she approached foward, her belly scrapping the ground while her coat rasped the ferns around her. They twitched as she stepped into the clearing to gaze at the familiar glace of Hawkpelt, but the unusual scent of a Thunderclanner besides him. Brave but furious, Winterleaf leapt infront of the tom, her emerald eyes narrowed threatenly at him. "Who are you? What are you doing in the Riverclan territory?" the Riverclan deputy snarled, unleashing her claw to show her strenght while peskinly eyeing the Thunderclanner.

[mountainfire]

((Leo was TC,but I meant to put Mountainfire, sorry))

Mountainfire's ears pricked with surprise as the RiverClan deputy padded into sight, her tail sticking up with anger and her fur bristling. He felt the newly appointed deputy's eyes boring into his fur and he flinched. "Nothing, Winterleaf. I was just telling this loner to step off our territory before she told me her parents died." His green eyes narrowed as he waited for her response.

[-.NighTSighT.-]

"She is just a kit!" A mottled ginger apprentice appeared from behind some bushes. She had been hunting and when she heard the cats behind had hidden to overhear what they were saying. Dewpaw looked at Winterleaf and gave a small bow then meowed, "What are we going to do? She is just a little kit, it isn't fair to leave her to die.." She looked at Hawkpelt with a pityful expression, then wondered outloud, "Why do you have a warrior name at your age kit?"

[winterleaf]

((Mountainfire is from Riverclan right?))

Winterleaf twitched her head in confusment at Mountainfire's word. She curtly nodded at Dewpaw in agreement, for the young apprentice was right. Her gaze directed Hawkpelt, the young kit, her eyes gleaming afflictenly. "Where do you come from?" the dappled she-cat asked, smoothing her voice as she spoke, trying to sound tender, despite her threatening olive eyes.

[Darkie]

A dark figure appeared from the bushes. "What you find, Dewpaw?" He looked around. They're deputy, Winterleaf, was there including Mountainfire. He glanced at a kit and then was stunned. "A kit?" He walked over and sniffed the poor thing. "It's a loner," Darkpaw looked at Winterleaf. "What are we going to do?"