Lost Scents(P)

[Spice]

Spice padded along the fireclan boarder. She hesitated she new her mother was in one of the clans and vowed to search through them but... there was always the point of worry what if she was left because she wasn't wanted... She realized while she had spaced she had been joined by another cat. Her ears drew back to her head in a hostile fashion. "Who goes?"



Fallenmist

[Fallenmist]

Okay. I really, really need to stop wandering off like this. If it wasn't for my fading twoleg scent, they'd probably suspect me of traitory. Heck, I bet they already do. Yes, I'd bet my life on that. Yet I wander anyway. I can't stay in camp long, it plays on my nerves, tugs at my sanity with little kitten claws that only remind me of my missing offspring. A sigh. That's the first sound I've made all day, as I find myself loitering aimlessly among heather and prairie grass near some unknown border. The scent is that of many, like a large amount of rogues from everywhere you can think of, dumped together in one big disastrous heap. Deathclan. I know that much. The thought is a little unsettling, but I need something new to tick on my mind.

So I do the dumbest thing I can think of, I allow my chocolate paws to carry me ever closer. My turquoise eyes scan the invisible line we Fireclanners have carved out with our scents. Our frequent marking, just to what? Remind them we're here? Because I have a feeling they've gathered that much by now. Their scent line isn't as overwhelming. I don't think they mark theirs, with if assume lulls kitty pets and rogues into the false sense of security that perhaps, no one is there. We know better. Heck, all the clans, every single kit old enough to listen knows better. Their lack of a border makes it that much easier to pick out a faint scent of strange spices, like those of my previous home. My neck fur prickles around my collar, which I still can't remove. I've tried to the point of rubbing off fur and marking the skin. Not to blood though, I'm not that desperate. Besides, I've given up now.

My head flicks toward the scents location at an angry femenine voice. She's definitely younger than me, maybe about the age of a young apprentice? My ears twiitch, and I realise she's closer than I thought. I must have been moving without telling my paws to take me forward. I do that sometimes. I stop and sit down, curling my tail over my paws to show that, though I'm no threat, I'm not going to leave because of one. "My name is Fallenmist, a warrior of Fireclan. You are?" I tilt my head to one side, sizing her up. No doubt she's had more aggressive training than me, so she'd be at about my level despite how much younger she is. Good thing Fireclanners are fast. Even not being born here, I'd been able to outrun my cla born mentor, and I'm faster now. I guess I might have their blood in me anyway. I offer the younger cat a smile, keeping my fur flat and shoulders relaxed in effort to calm her.

[Spice]

Spice notes that she is smaller than this new she-cat though it would seem she was a bit soft... Her eye did widen ever so slightly. "Of fireclan you say? I didn't know the welcomed kittypets.." she didn't say it harshly more like a question. Tiping her head to the side she too sat not feeling as eager to fight seeing she would have to provoke one. Her licked her paw and drew it softly over her ear. "The names Spice, and i'm of deathclan if you couldn't already sense." she once finishing the small grooming she had started gave a quizzed look to Fallen here. "Errm you don't by chance no a rouge who moved into the clan do you?" she wasn't sure how much she wanted to tell this cat but a few questions wouldn't hurt right?

[Fallenmist]

(She's looking for Clove, right? If so, she should meet my Rockclan Bub Flurrypaw, cause that's where Clove ran off to.)

I flinch slightly at the question, before realising its asked simply out of general curiosity. And so I shrug. "They don't seem fussed about where they get their warriors, though I was taken in as a kit, and one of the rules is that you don't leave a kit on its own no matter what clan or heritage. So I guess they just felt pity for me really." I shrug again with forced nonchalance. I care a lot more than I'm letting on, but she doesn't need to know that. Know about the stares and all the rubbish or blame I get for stuff. To be honest, I'd rather I didn't even notice. This certainly isn't the first time I've wished I was emotionless.

I nod at her next comment. The scent, hostility and location along the border sort of told for that, though if it weren't for the scent, I might have assumed a rogue or loner. Not a clan cat though. She seems to relax slightly, and even grooms herself a little. I just sit still and wait, for I feel another question is coming, and if not, I'll just come up with someone myself. Despite her original hostility, she seems friendly enough despite Deathclan's name, and I need a change. "A rogue? I'm not really sure. What's their name?" Intilt my head slightly, not really sure. Has a rogue joined Fireclan lately? I've only been back a couple of days since I got caught by the twolegs. Again. She doesn't need to know that.

[Spice]

-Yea I know but we PM plotted won't meet her for a while haha that's a good idea though-
"Oh that's kind of nice I guess then... right?" she was a bit confused as to why her collar still fit I mean if she had, had it since she was a kit wouldn't she had like choked and died by now? she was a bit saddened she would have stated a name if she new of anybody shaking her head "Oh um it doesn't matter really," she gave her chest a quick lick before asking. "Do you like it, I mean clan life I don't understand you guys and your belief but it's interesting."

[Fallenmist]

I don't know. I have no idea if that's nice or not. I have no idea about anything right now. Heck, all I can think about is him, and sometimes my kits when I allow myself to do so. By Cloudclan, I miss them so much. I hardly even met them, they were so young when the went missing. It's hard to believe it wasn't even that long ago. If I saw them again, they'd probably still be kits. I flick my ears and scold myself mentally for wandering too deep. I lift my gaze back to the other cat's and try to give that question a pass, somehow managing to regain my smile with equal conviction in my fake positivity. 'Great, now you've upset her...' I knew I shouldn't have asked for the cat's name, or at least, I know that now.

I duck my head slightly in guilt, and mask the action by licking my paw and grazing it over my ear. "It's alright. They're still getting used to having me back I guess, but once they accept me again, it'll be just fine." I smile, but it's a little forced. I guess my slightly tense shoulder utter hints of my lack of belief behind that notion. Fine is far from what I am right now. "Their beliefs are a little strange, and though I do like the idea of Cloudclan, and sort of believe it may be a thing, I don't understand much of their cause, or why they are separated so. I guess I should say we, but it's hard to include myself that way." I shrug, showing that religion is the least of my worries right now, though I give no room to question what is. "What about you, got any family, or thinking of joining a clan?" I avoid bringing up the cat she's looking for again, it seems like a sore topic for her.

[Spice]

She watched this she-cat with a shake of the head. A forced smile added to the comment is what spice was given she read the lie in the tone of this cats voice. Stating a bit firmly "No need to lie to me, really i'm not worth such a price" she shrugged being lied to, to make her self feel better either for fallen or spice was crazy I mean they were strangers. She nodded. "I never have heard of this cloudclan though i'm sure it is conferring to believe in such a thing." she stated as though it was a this or that matter. She didn't comment as she seemed to be struggling with her own place in the clans. "Oh me, no I've no family nor do I wish to join a clan. So here a Am"

[Fallenmist]

I know I shouldn't lie. But I don't know her, and I'm more lying to myself over her. It's because I want to believe it. I need to believe it. Because right now, pretending I belong is really the only thing that's holding me together. So I shrug, and shake my head to say in not going back on what I said. Because as soon as I do, I'll believe what's really true. Or maybe it's just what I feel? I flick my ears and allow myself to be intent on listening, more as a distraction than anything. No family? I frown. What is with cats these days and now family. "I guess we're the same in that aspect then. I too lack a family of my own. Though my friends serve to fill that gap as well as one can." I nod, as though convincing myself rather than her. I don't have many of those either, and one of them I'm not even sure of my place with. Oh how I wish I was a kit again. "So you are of Deathclan? What is it like?" I'm not sure if I want to know, but I'm curious, and what to give my mind something to think about.

[Spice]

She watched as this she-cat seemed to want a soilid with in her own thoughts. Letting the fallenmist work it would with her self she waited. Something deathclan had taught her, paciance was key... "Well congrats, friends aren't to well advised with in my clan." she said it bluntly with out bitter or joy she was used to lonleyness and didn't wish to feel the pang of loss... so why bother with relationships? "You wish to know about deathclan? really its like a pack of loners. We share the same name and nothing more." With that she saw it fit to ask her own question. "And you, what is your clan like?"

[Fallenmist]

I'm glad she seems to know the virtue of patience. Though I sort of want her to just keep speaking because I don't need to think. I don't want to think. I need some sort of distraction until the times comes that I really ought to head home. Even though I really don't want to do that either. My ears twitch forward as she speaks because I really just want to listen. Listen and reply. "I hadn't really expected as such. There are many cats in out clans, so friends are a wide spread thing. To the point they sort of loose there novelty because your more just friends for the sake of knowing each other, not because you truly get along. I guess if someone without friends found one, said friend would hold a lot more meaning to their life. I guess I'm only one such cat because I'm sort of a bit of an outcast." I shrug, because I've come to peace with that. Sort of.

I nod to her explanation. It wasn't really anything less or more than I expected. To my mind, they are merely a group of aggressive rogues due to mixed pasts and troubled presents. I guess our clan is so peaceful because there is no secrecy, you are born there, and if you stay, you die there. You are who you are and you're raised the same as everyone else. I guess the only exception is personality. I shrug. "I guess my clan is just sort of, as it is. You are born, raised, trained, and then you train others a die. There really isn't much to it. It's peaceful, and there are good cats and bad cats, like almost anywhere else. I guess it's nothing special really, like a wild kittypet, I suppose. It's like you're always safe and always fed, and well taught and well cared for. Certainly not like the life of loners or rogues. I guess it's a good thing, not having to worry, but I still feel out of place there. I'm not sure you'd like it much." I chuckle slightly, but there isn't really any humour to it. Honestly, I've never thought about it before.