cave-exploration {open}

[Nightpaw]

grenade hadn't always lived alone, but she always did feel like it. and the confines of the cave always seem to scratch at her past. the darkness, the echoes... all of it reminded her of when she were a kit. in a twolegplace more than a few days walk from her current home, where she would sleep under a cardboard box and help her mother rat find scraps from twoleg dumpsters. rat was no where near a hunter or fighter, but she knew how to live off of little food and shelter. she owned a small alley way, the smallest in twolegplace, and would always take grenade and her siblings out for food. fruit fly and street light were her sister and brother's names, which their mother had chosen after the garbage she ate and the horrible life she led. grenade always felt that she carried the worst of the three names, however. chicken wing. rat's favorite find in a trash can. it was disgusting. always her fur was matted and dirty, and she smelled like dying skunks and rotting twolegs. what was called a bath was simple a puddle of muddy water after the rain. what was considered food was the leftover bits of a bone knocked onto the stone path by rat. they were skinny and ill all the time, and grenade had always felt like death was a better option than living on the streets. and ones as bad and dangerous as the ones rat chose. her mother was never very smart or careful, and that often led to being chased by dogs or rouge cats protecting their territory or stealing what little food they scavenged. it was a terrible life.

so she was certainly grateful to have left it. now, she was a rouge following her own rules. she was a little plumper than her kit days, with her ribs no longer showing through her skin and her eyes not flaky and lifeless. she even had actual muscles now, and a real name to call her own. grenade, after her exploding personality. and a name she now cherished, given by the father who didn't even know she had existed until visiting the same twolegplace rat lived in. if grenade had never chosen to follow her father danger out of town and into the wild, then she would either be the worst cat ever or a carcass along the road. neither option was better than the one she had now.

the caves she explored daily now were becoming more familiar each step she took. now she could go through the first stretch of caves she had found without pausing a moment or two to remember which way she was going. and now that the first part had been considered cleared, she was ready for a bigger challenge. and also to find a suitable, hard-to-find cave just for her own self. a place to stay for the moons to come, or until she felt it was finally time to pass through this place like she had so many other times.

"though, i do like this place much more than any other." grenade murmured to herself as she sat outside the first tunnel, finishing up a small fish she had luckily caught and preparing her adventure onward. the gray tabby, however, glanced around suddenly upon hearing something. is someone watching me? she couldn't help but think, and then swallow a piece of fish food down her throat. hmm... maybe exploring with two would be safer than one. perhaps i'll see if someone wants to join me.

[Maroon]

Maroon licked her paw as she made her way through the narrow cliff side of the canyon. She sniffed the air making sure her feet were in the right position hopping a narrow opening in the cliff landing clumsily and pebbles scatters hearing them hit the ground made her shiver.She stayed to the side imaging what it was like to plunge down and hit the ground with a thud light dulled from your eyes.

She soon enough got off the side to the more easier root to the cave. She smelt a scent of another cat she had never encountered. She moved toward the scent realizing it went toward the cave. She hoped she wouldn't encounter any trouble.v

[Nightpaw]

grenade blinked as the form of a cat came into view. she couldn't recall if she was one of the rouges grenade had first stalked to learn how to survive in the canyon or not, but she regarded the female with a cold expression. sure, going through the cave with two had been on her mind at first. but now at the sight of a stranger, her hate for socializing and the like rekindled. and yet she still managed a brief nod. she didn't want another enemy, but she certainly didn't want a friend, either. "hmph. like exploring caves?" she offered with an annoyed twitch of an ear. she hoped this she-cat didn't prove to be a bother.

but then again, she really had to stop judging cats on their looks. even if the she-cat's fear of falling was painfully obvious on her face, a small sign of weakness didn't fully determined if one cat was mean or not.

[Maroon]

Maroon cursed under her breathe at the moment this cat had seen her in fear but it didn't matter to much to her after all this cat couldn't judge her. She could tell the cat wasn't welcomeing exactly but the cat still talked to her which was alittle surpriseing to maroon. She flicked her ear."Why not?"She had came up here to look around yes but not with another cat she didn't know.She moved froward alittte to the opening in the cave.

[Nightpaw]

grenade nodded, glad the she-cat was on board. standing up with her fish finished, she tossed the scales and bones down the canyon for disposal before turning back to the stranger and speaking. "name's grenade. you?"

[Maroon]

She turned her had walking to the entrance of the cave."Maroon...nice to meet you"She said.

[Nightpaw]

grenade nodded slowly. her steps even and sure, she started to head into the tunnel. "i've already done a bit of exploring on my own. i'd like to go deeper today. and maybe with another set of ears i won't get lost or killed." the tabby paused in thought, before peeking back at maroon. "i'm not looking for friendship or anything as such. i'm simply looking at the odds here. if i go in alone and get stuck, i'm crow-food. if i have someone with me, then that raises my chances of survival. just don't bail out on me if things start going downhill. i'm basically trusting a stranger here, and i rather not regret my choice in life or death."

[Maroon]

Maroon followed grenade starting to regret her decisions she didn't know this cat she could turn on her at any minute.She stopped as grenade turned around and started talking. Maroon squinted at Grenade as she went of how she didn't want to be friends. It took Maroon by surprise but she ahd never intended on becomeing friends with the stranger. She unsheathed her claws in frustration hearing them scratch he rocks."Ya, ok can we just go...?"She asked pushing ahead to the next part of the tunnel.

[Nightpaw]

grenade eyes seem to narrow dangerously at maroon's tone. the rouge let out a low, threatening growl as the she-cat passed. "i don't believe i promised that i wasn't dangerous." she hissed lowly. "so make an effort to change your attitude, rouge." with a violent shove, grenade pushed past maroon and descended angrily into the darkness of the tunnels. she better watch her tongue... or i'll cut it out at one more annoying peep.

[Maroon]

Maroon moved out of the way Grenade missing her by a whisker and raised her eye. Wow....Fine then.... She kept walking wondering why this cat was so short tempered."Ok which part of the tunnel will we explore first...we explore.."She said looking back and forth between two tunnels.