Highly Unlikely

[moondust]

A small summer sun hung on the heads of the forest surronding a dull tree. Night was approaching, and a small gray body still was at the tree ears flattened and acting like a living ghost. Smallpaw's eyes were half closed thinking over her empty head. All those times dilly dallying around as a kit and breaking every single rule - as she was right now - made her forget probably everything. She knew this tree was special though, because she had gotten in so much trouble.

Warrior...whatever it is I probably won't be one Smallpaw's drip of a voice swimmed through her mind disturbing every pool of thought she had. Sometimes Smallpaw forgot there was a clan, borders, anything really. Just walking like an empty shell trying to fill it with something; anything. Even if it was false.

Smallpaw rested the tip of her chin in her paws that lay in the shape of a "v." Small voices told her that she should just wait until she was found. Then the founder could lead her to where she needed to be. Whatever she could be.

A new family with a new start.

Not everyone gets a new slate. I guess I should count myself lucky.

ooc-
This post is filled with angst. /angstangstangst
Post for the first time in years XDDD
Uhmm yeah...
Maybe this could be a thread for smallpaw and foxcloud if you are interested pik?
I don't know what I was doing with this post >o>

[~*Pikeru]

A shadow shifted in the underbrush behind the small apprentice. Shrouded only by the heavy shade of the sun, sharp yellow eyes flashed with interest. It's figure was femanine, thus slender and sleek. Silently it stepped across an overhanging stone, claws gripping the smooth surface as if hungry for something warmer to dig into. "What is a pretty little kitty doing in a place like this? The forest is dangerous these days..." the Fireclan deputy had appeared from her shroud. Her dusk red tabby fur seemed not to shimmer with the morning light, but reject it and darken under its rays.

Foxcloud gazed at Smallpaw from the peak of the stone. It's form jutted out of the earth and arched into the sky, giving the deputy quite some height over the apprentice. Though the Flame tree remained the unchallenged tallest object in the area. An enemy having the higher ground was dangerous, and any warrior would know this. Yet her tone before was laced with dangerous interest in the apprentice, her posture was relaxed yet challenging.



OOC: I'm rusty with Foxcloud...maybe I should RP her more often @3@;;

[moondust]

A light jolt of surprise spiked up in Smallpaw's back looking up a dark figure. Her heart was racing, and body tense; it took her a few moments to calm down. She wasn't the carefree kitten she used to be, her apprenticeship had changed that.

Nothing. Smallpaw said carefully, standing up trying to look taller, Why are you here then if it's so dangerous? she said trying to sound braver through her size, backing away from the tree so she had a clear escape. Never put yourself against a surface when facing a target. Smallpaw recalled from her mentor - whoever that was. It had been so long.

Smallpaw sniffed the air, she knew older cat's didn't travel alone most of the time. Was this one with any others?

ooc- I'm rusty with Smallpaw too ; m; orz..

[~*Pikeru]

Foxcloud now lay upon the smooth peak of the jutting stone. She crained her neck a little to study the small apprentice. The scent of strong wind and grassland waufted from the younger she-cat. Skyclan... "A cat is feels safest where they have grown." The deputy's eyes flashed with sudden interest, "Why have you strayed from your's? Do you meet a young tom out here? Were you chased out by your own family? Or..." she gave a sly grin before continueing, "...maybe you just decided to leave?"

Such interest from the Fireclan deputy was often deadly. Though, it seemed her attention was not in how fast she could tear at Smallpaw's throat for boarder hopping. Thus things seemed safe.

[moondust]

Smallpaw looked angry for a second, the emotion rare on the apprentice, That doesn't answer my question. not satisfied in getting the answer she wanted. I don't have a family in Skyclan. she said her ears back, deciding to give the stranger cat the information she wanted. I might as well leave though. she said sitting down, forgetting about 'safe rules.' I don't do anything..but theirs always Winterpaw.. Smallpaw rambled about in her lost words. Smallpaw sat silently then remembered the dark cat, looking up; I don't meet anyone here either. I haven't for a long time. small memories of Winterpaw taking her away from the tree coming back for stray moments but going away again.

If I don't have a family then where are they... she sighed still looking up at the dark Fireclan cat. Smallpaw mused, looking happier again, Who are you. she said standing up, looking more playful.

[~*Pikeru]

Foxcloud gave an small purr of amusement. Likelihood of this noise happening nowadays from the she-cat rivaled the chances of a red moon. Plausible, but only under the right circumstances. "You haven't heard stories of me?" The deputy's eyes flashed with slight...disappointment? Were the queens now so afraid of their kit's gentle ears to be poisoned before their deluded time, that they simply deafen them from the world? "A shadowed fox with sharp yellow eyes seems to be a famous topic of nursery stories lately, am I right?"

Don't wander into the forest little ones! There once was an apprentice who took a stroll and was taken by the fox's shadow...A small segment of one of the many versions of the story rolled across her thoughts. Despite the stories not being in Fireclan, it wasn't hard to learn about the latest bedtime scares from other clans. She had followers in half of them anyway.

"Now...what about that family? Why are you of Skyclan if you have no blood flowing through the roots of it's branches?" the brambles shifted when a sudden chilly breeze rolled by. With her form already resting on the cold stone, the added chill wasn't really noticeable.

[moondust]

Smallpaw's grey fur puffed up from the tufts of wind blowing, she should be back in a warm den by now protected from the wind, but here she was talking to a strange cat talking of foxes. Shouldn't she be cold? Or even in her own den? she spoke to herself. Smallpaw sat down, her front legs scooting as close to her chest as possible, keeping all her fur in towards her body to keep heat.

I don't live in the nursery anymore, and I have never heard such a tale. Smallpaw said slightly testing her limits, before she reigned in her voice again, And I do have family in Skyclan. I just don't know where they are. her eyes staring at the ground now instead of the dark figure resting on the stone ledge. Small tufts of memory wedging their way through the small cat's teeth, I used to meet someone here..my dad.. Smallpaw looked up at the moon, Mom said we could only see him for a few moments then we had to go home, while he went to his..

Smallpaw smiled at the little memory she had. Playing with bright red leaves, prancing about the ground, while a strange figure (her father) batted them towards her face, covering up her tiny little body, His home was supposed to be whereever this tree rested. Smallpaw rest her tail tip on a tree root, But..he stopped coming here. And so did mom.

ooc- Buuuh @ 3@ so sleepy, and decided to muddle out this post before bed.
Wanted to do a descriptive story on a past memory Smallpaw kinda remembers, but got lazy xD;; I need bed. In a nutshell@ She's remembering that her father isn't in the same clan. But she doesn't know her mother is dead.
I may have to rp smallpaws father sometime..the adopter is no longer on