Are You My Momma? [OPEN] Jun 7, 2017 10:13:29 GMT -5
Post by Zeneka on Jun 7, 2017 10:13:29 GMT -5
Scratch often moved them one at a time, so when his mother took him away and left his brother and sister behind, Snake didn't think anything of it. She led him at first, but she was taking him farther than he could ever remember her taking him all at once before. He started to lag behind, despite doing his best to keep up. It was just too far, he was too tired. Eventually his mother came back and picked him up to carry him the rest of the way.
“Momma... where are we going...?” he murmured sleepily.
With her mouth full of his scruff, Scratch didn't reply, simply continued walking on resolutely. Snake began to doze.
At long last he was replaced back on the ground. He blinked crimson eyes sleepily up at his mother as she set him at the base of a tall pine tree, “Stay here, Snake. I'll be back soon.” There was something strange, distant, about her voice, but Snake was too tired to think too much about it. He simply nodded and curled up to sleep as the she-cat turned and trotted away. And never came back.
When Snake next woke, he was alone. He looked around as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, but he couldn't see his mother or his siblings anywhere. Pushing to his paws, he walked around the tree, and then a little farther, “Momma!?” He waited, ears pricked, but the only answer was a far off hoot of an owl. “Tadpole? Scrap?” He padded onward, sniffing and peeking around trees and undergrowth, searching for any sign of his family to no avail.
Oakblaze had gone out to try his paw at some hunting when he heard the calls. It was a kit, that much he could tell. He headed toward the calls to find a white kitten wandering around, calling for his mother. He padded over to it, his tail waving in a friendly manner, “Hello there, are you lost?”
Snake paused, looking over at the brown tabby curiously. He had never seen this cat before, but maybe he could help. “My momma brought me here, but I can't find her.... I can't find my brother and sister either. Do you know where they are?”
Oakblaze tilted his head, then leaned down to give the kit a good sniff. Snake's fur fluffed up indignantly. He didn't smell like any Clan cat. He looked around for any sign of the kit's family, but had the same amount of luck that Snake had been having. “I dunno, but it's not safe for a kit to be out here alone. Let me take you back to camp... I'm sure Pinestar'll help you find your family.”
Camp? Pinestar? Snake didn't know what this cat was talking about. He was about to protest when his belly rumbled. His ears flicked back and he looked up at the strange cat, asking instead, “Do you have any food...?”
Oakblaze purred, “Oh, there's lots of food back at camp. Don't worry, Pinestar'll know what to do to help you, and while she's figuring it out you can have something to eat!”
Well, when he put it like that it sounded like a good idea. Snake still didn't know what a Pinestar was, but if there was food then he would go. He nodded, “Okay.”
Oakblaze turned, flicking his tail for Snake to follow him, and set off, checking his pace as he realized he was getting too far ahead of the kit, “Sorry, I'm not used to leading kits around.”
Snake only looked ahead determinedly, “I'm okay.”
“What's your name?” Oakblaze asked suddenly, remembering that he had yet to ask, announcing his own name proudly, “I'm Oakblaze.”
“That's a weird name... I'm Snake,” he mewed, giving Oakblaze a weird look. Pinestar and now Oakblaze? He started to slow, growing tired again before they could reach this place Oakblaze had called 'camp'. Oakblaze paused, hesitating a moment, then stooping to pick Snake up by his scruff and carry him the rest of the way, walking slowly as the kit bumped awkwardly into his chest with every step. As Oakblaze descended into the cavern that was NightClan's camp, Snake wriggled a bit, “What is this place?”
Oakblaze attempted to respond, only for his voice to disappear into unintelligible mumbles into Snake's fur. He decided to wait until they were in camp to explain. As the ground leveled out, Oakblaze padded into the middle of camp to set the kit down, “This is NightClan's camp.”
NightClan? This cat was saying all sorts of weird things. It was incredibly dark down here and it took Snake's eyes a little while to adjust, but after a few moments he noticed shining eyes peering out at him, and a few cats padded over to check him out. His fur fluffed up in alarm at being surrounded by so many strange cats and he backed against Oakblaze's legs for protection. Oakblaze looked around proudly at his Clanmates, “Look what I found!”
Jet Pinestar should probably be involved making some decisions about if Snake gets to stay in the Clan and what not~