March 25, 2020 at 3:07 pm #5679FinchParticipant
It had been a fair while since the Riverclan deputy had been to the far edges at the south of the territory. There was little reason to patrol or hunt here; the ocean was obviously not a shared border with another clan, and asides from digging up an occasional crab the hunting on the beach was poor. But the lapping waves and cries from gulls was unique; it was a shame for Shadowclan not to have any way to come here.
Finding a large driftwood tree, the grey tom crouched for only a moment before springing up onto the bleached roots and looking out over the ocean. His wounds from the battle with Thunderclan had thankfully only been minor things, and he was long healed by now. If only the tension of what he’d learnt afterwards could disappear as well…
As he was contemplating, an unexpected scent caught his nose, so out of place that at first he thought he was imagining it. A kit? Surely not out here.. Sniffing the air again, Heronflight realized that the breeze undoubtedly carried the scent of a kitten. Hurrying off his new perch, he was soon rushing into the coastal winds down the beach. There had been many times he’s seen eagles here– if some idiot loner had brought their kit out to the beach and left them to hunt the child could easily be snatched away.
Once a few yards away, it was easy to pick out the kit huddled down between a dune and another driftwood piece. They were pathetically small, he realized, likely only just weaned from milk drinking. Forgetting that he himself would likely scare the small kitten, Heronflight hardly slowed his pace until he was standing a tail length away. He could get a better understanding of the scent from here, but it only made him more confused.
A kittypet, and by herself?
“Where’s your mother?” he asked abruptly, the moment she noticed him. “You shouldn’t be out here.”March 25, 2020 at 3:38 pm #5681PheebsParticipant
Phoebe tried to work out what just happened. It felt like ages since she was in the curve of her mother’s belly, watching in confusion as her brother tried balancing on the side of their basket only to fall. Multiple times. Miles stood between Phoebe and her former life, and she was unable to feel any sort of pain. Wait, no. No, she felt all sorts of pain, the storm in her gut swirling wildly even as her face revealed nothing.
“Mama!” Phoebe wailed, small white paws scrabbling for a hold of the basket as pale, hairless paws clamped around her. Another wail tore from her throat as the small kit was pulled away from her mother, whose expression was disapproving. “Hush, Pheebs, you’re making a scene.” That was enough to cause the color pointed molly to fall silent, allowing the two-leg kit to carry her away.
Pheebs thought she’d never get out of that blasted monster, but when the belly of the beast had opened the kitten had made quick work of clawing away from her captors and racing off. She had no idea where she was now, all she knew what that her legs hurt, her heart hurt- everything hurt!
“Where’s your mother? You shouldn’t be out here.” Oh, and she knew she wasn’t alone. Letting out a yelp, the tiny feline scrambled back, wobbling for a moment as the sand slid under her paws. The tom in front of her was tall and held himself the same way her mama had, with quiet authority. Phoebe felt a curl of warmth intermingle with the adrenaline pumping through her. “I-” Phoebe swallowed, pale blue eyes almost lavender in the sun light. “I’m… I don’t.. I don’t know.” She finally managed to whisper, her voice faint.
“Who are you?” She mumbled nervously, eyes darting up to flicker across the tom’s face before going back to staring at her paws intently.March 29, 2020 at 10:49 pm #5736FinchParticipant
Glancing wearily once more at the sky before looking back at the kit when they questioned him, Heronflight sighed and sat slowly, lowering himself to be closer to eye level. Despite attempting to seem less intimidating, his voice was still somewhat crisp regardless of his effort.
“I’m a forest cat– Heronflight.” he explained slowly. “Why don’t you start from the beginning and we can figure out how to get you home.”
It will be easy to follow her scent-trail, he thought. The only issue with returning her was that the twoleg place was on the other side of Skyclan territory; he would have to cross through and rely on their good graces that he was only trespassing for this reason alone. Under usual circumstances it would be better to wait for a patrol to pass on the border, but it was likely that they didn’t patrol along the beach and the more time that passed the fainter the trail would become. The kit couldn’t be relied on to find her own way back using landmarks… this may very well be her first time outside.March 30, 2020 at 10:27 am #5748PheebsParticipant
Phoebe bristled, alarm taking over her face as her eyes widen with panic. “N-no, I’m not going back!” She snapped quickly, shaking her head for emphasis. “I ran off to get away from the twolegs that took me from mama.” This was the only response the color pointed molly offered before wrapping her tail around herself. She felt so small next to Heronflight, but she missed her mama and seeing this looming figure should’ve made her run away and cower. Still… There was something soft and tired in his eyes, a quality in the way he spoke despite his crisp tone that made Phoebe want to nestle between his paws and hide away from the memories from that morning.
“What’s, what’s a forest cat?” Pheebs had only heard about forests from her mama, having lived in a small two leg den in the city where the only ‘forest’ was a park a little way away from their home. Even then she’d never been to the park, too frightened by the dogs that were constantly there. “There’s no forest here,” the tiny kitten mewed, motioning with a small jerk of her head to the wide expanse of beach. Pale gaze locked with the green eyes of the other before darting back to her paws, which she continued to shuffle and kick up sand.
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