Tree Jumping (Hummingtree/p)

[Silversky]

The silver tabby tom sat on a small tree branch, looking down at the camp. He was horribly bored. He was debating if he'd get in trouble for dropping pinecones down onto the heads of cats in the swarm below when he eyed a branch that stuck out a little ways away from Silversky's, and he instantly thought about trying to jump across. He knew the branch was a little ways out of his comfort zone for jumping, but that was why it was so tempting. But, it wouldn't be too much fun falling down into the camp and looking like a fool, would it? However, Silver didn't care. And even so, it was too late. The tom backed up a ways, and raced forward, leaped, and soared toward the branch. Well, bird or no bird, he finished his soaring a little short of the branch, and tumbled down into the camp below in a heap. He landed with a thud near some cat, who was probably lucky Silversky hadn't landed on them. "Mouse dung!" he cursed quietly. "Almost had it!"

[Hummingtree]

After a bit of...hiding, per se, Hummingtree was back into the swing of things and was ready to be apart of the clan again, vowing to always be there for TreeClan from now on. As the brown dappled she-cat padded through camp, a cat suddenly fell right in her path. She tried not to chuckle, but failed, and couldn't help but show a grin of amusement. "You alright there?" Hummingtree giggled, stepping around him so that when he sat up, he'd be facing her. He was vaguely familiar, and she remembered him being an apprentice when she was an apprentice, with Brackenstripe and Greenpaw and all them. Ah, a cat from her past. She wished she'd see more of them...especially Greenpaw. She missed her little flirt of a friend. "I'm Hummingtree, and you are?" she introduced herself, just in case they hadn't met before and he didn't remember her, just as she couldn't out his face to a name.

[Silversky]

"Silversky, the bird." he said with a snort, and he sat up and licked his ruffled chest fur. "Suck at jumping and terrific at falling. You?" He sasked, looking up at the she cat. He honestly didn't remember her at ALL. Silversky wasn't great with remembering cats. Maybe he'd fallen a couple times too many in his life... Silversky tried to blink the dust out of his eyes and looking at his fur. Great. Another day that he'd end up needing to spend grooming his pelt. His fur was coated with dust, and stuck up in tufts. He shook his head. Great going, he thought. "Last time I jumped out of a tree." He mumbled. But, that probably wasn't true. Silversky never stuck mith vows he made under his breath.