Double Dead

[Crimsonsky]

Crimson sat in a tree. Munching on a squirrel. It was a delicious squirrel! He gnawed on it, thinking of his home, back in IceClan, while he ate it. They had squirrels in IceClan; Crimson loved squirrels.

Alas, the squirrels in this peaceful place weren't enough to sate his appetite. For fighting. He could catch squirrels all day, he could murder a thousand squirrels a day if he wanted; they were infinite in this place. That confused him a little. Where did the squirrels come from? Was he murdering dead squirrels? That seemed stupid to him. Why would the squirrels come to CloudClan, cat heaven? Oh. Maybe this was their Dark Pool. That would make sense. Crimson didn't know that squirrels could be bad. He'd never seen a squirrel do more than run. Maybe the squirrels had clans. Underground. What if the squirrels were actually the Thunderpath Monsters? But the monsters were actually hiding squirrels.

These were the questions that Crimson asked himself. "I hate this place so much," He thought, glumly. Nothing to do. Just eat squirrels. Sleep. Eat squirrels. Sleep. He heard a noise coming from somewhere below the trees. He sniffed. It wasn't a squirrel. It was... a cat.

He jumped down from his perch, landing directly in front of their face. "Hello," He told them.

)dis is part were replyes go)

[Cloudbreeze]

"So, you would actually like to be back on the ground and begin starving to death? No, thank you."

Cloudbreeze popped her head through the sparse grass, watching the tom jump from his perch. Of course, there was nothing to be frightened over, since he wouldn't get hurt from the fall. The gray and white tabby nodded to him, sitting down.

"Hello, Crimsonsky."

At the thought of what he had said in the tree, the tabby she-cat felt a stab of homesickness. She missed the rocks of RockClan, how she would be able to hunt prey in between the rocky crevices. Cloudbreeze shook her head. She should be happy. She was in a happier place with her best friend, Ibiswing, even though she hadn't seen the gray cat in a while. Giving a sigh, she flicked her tail.

"I'll admit, I do miss RockClan."

[Crimsonsky]

"Starving to death is better than this," He scoffed. "We can't do anything. We can't go anywhere. Nothing here is real," He said, kicking up some dirt. "What is it, anyway?" He asked, staring at it intently. "How can there be dirt here? Are we imagining it?" He shook his head, returning his gaze to Cloudbreeze.

"Maybe we're not done, yet. Maybe we were sent here for a reason." He stared back at his paws, which had only felt uncomfortable after his long fall down from the trees. No pain. It was the equivalent of bumping into something. Lightly. This intrigued him. "Would you mind helping me do a small test?" He asked her.

She would not like the test.

[Cloudbreeze]

Cloudbreeze couldn't help but agree with the tom on a few points. Other than that, the spirit disagreed. 

"I think we should be grateful we aren't starving to death and that we don't have to face anymore pain or suffering. But, say what you like, believe what you want. It is your opinion."

At his mention of dirt, she shrugged.

"Perhaps. Everything here could be a spirit of something that once existed, though I do not see dirt as a significant life form. Who knows how the process of having the Clans here works. We, the new spirits, surely do not."

When Crimsonsky mention an experiment, Cloudbreeze narrowed her gaze, her ear flicking in suspicion.

"It depends. What is your experiment?"

[Crimsonsky]

"Well, would you be willing to attack me?" He asked, tilting his head. "I know it sounds crazy; it's probably against your morals, too. But I'm curious if we can get hurt here. Or to what extent can we get hurt."

Another question bothered him. What happened if he were to die here? Could he even die here? He might never know. He wasn't going to be the one to test that out anytime soon. Still, it bothered him. He wanted to know if he was immortal. Crimson liked the idea of being immortal.

[Crystalclaw]

(And if you don't mind may I join. since there are not so many posts here and because I don't know if this is open or not)

[Cloudbreeze]

Cloudbreeze blinked once at the other spirit, biting her lip. The gray and white tabby gave a small sigh, nodding slightly.

"I suppose I can, though it won't be a huge blow."

The tabby and white she-cat unsheathed her claws, and she paused, staring at them for quite a few heartbeats. Then, without warning, the spirit lifted her paw, her claws raking against the tom's shoulders. She stared at the spot for a moment. Would it bleed? Would it just ... go unharmed?

"I didn't hurt you too badly, did I?"

*i'm assuming it's open, but next time you should pm crimsonsky about that instead of spamming with an ooc post.*