The questers- to the Mountains and beyond

Cold looked at the silver she-cat, once again taciturn per usual. He nodded once and padded past her, rejoining the group.

Joyless sighed and padded on after them all. Thinking...

OOC: SUP EVERYBODY!

IC: in the depth of the grassy over cover, a cat jumped out in front of the questers, It was Fallenwing "BOO!" he yelled with a delighted tone, claws sheathed.

OOC: Prepare to die.

IC: Cold turned on the tom, unsheathing his claws and leaping at the tom, teeth bared.

Sinewpaw jumped knocking Cold away, "What are you DOING! You don't even know who he is!"

"calm down it was only a joke" he mewled in panic " you don't see me attacking you!"

OOC: no need to go massacre on me!

Scorchpoint, who'd turned with the Choosing, brandished his reinforced claws at the tom, glaring in a way that asked,
Who are you, and What are you doing here?

Gingerleaf turned to see the tom,
"Who are you?"

Tala huddled back into the group - Ah, she was too old to get into a skirmish.

" ah! curse my manners, i'm Fallenwing" he mewed calmly as he could. it was difficult for him to keep calm when he was feeling like the enemy.

OOC: Just to warn you, if your cat attempts to follow us, your cat will surely die... So saith the writers of the Prophecy.

IC: Jazz looked over the tom carefully and mewed in his soft, City accent,
"We're Clan cats." Technically, Jazz was a part of Abyssclan. "We're... Heading somewhere."

OOC: hrm.. i gotz an idea

IC: Fallenwing looked at Jazz slightly amazed " WOW! You all are going somewhere too? same here!"
" I come from a twoleg place i think is really far from here. I was so scared of the wolfs, fox's and badgers that I may had lost my way from running into a grassland like this for safety" he began to blush, " your looking at the most lamest cat you have ever seen!"

Cold stayed next to Scorchpoint, glaring at the newcomer.
Brilliant, another one.

OOC: I thought cats of Searclan weren't allowed to interact with us?

OOC: he was part of searclan, but now he's a rogue/traitor

IC: Fallenwing just kept blushing more, so he turned around to block his humiliation.

Mosspaw had turned with everyone else to see the new cat.
"Think he's a rogue," she whispered to Sinewpaw.

OOC: We need to get a move on, peoples.... We need to reach the mountains! Get this bit over with, and time-skip might work...

OOC: okay, just to get it out of the way

IC: "hey, you think i could join you? If we find any twoleg places, i swear it will be the last you see of me" Fallenwing said with a begging tone " And I promise i'm strong!"

Brambleleaf's pelt bristled, Who does he think he is? This cat can't just TAG ALONG!

"Come along? No way!" That was Garnetheart. He padded towards the tom, his tail lashing aggressively. "How can we trust you? You don't smell like what you're supposedly saying. Your scent smells like burning (I assume Searclan is 'sear'ish) and the forest! Explain that to me!"
Pigeonwing wanted to protest, but she could see the logic in her mate's argument. She sighed and adjusted the kit in her jaws.

Joy came through all the commotion, "Why did you stop, we'v still so far too..." She looked at the tom and thought she'd seen something in his eyes, there was a ring in his scent that seemed familiar and her back leg ached at the thought. She stepped away from him and turned around angrily. "Ignore him! If he follows, let it be; he'll just die..." She had said it to frighten him whether it worked or not she hadn't known, so she just began her way to the mountains again.

Sparrowhawk joined the crowd and turned away, "We need to get going." He seemed to echo and padded back onto the track to the dark beyond.

Sinewpaw watched the tom warily, "Most likely," He whispered to Mosspaw, "He's ragged furred and smells bad, Lets keep watch on him."

Jace rolled his eyes - apparently rogues and loners were common here in the wild...
He turned with the rest of the crowd, sticking close to Tala - and to Cold.

Tala looked at the Gatherer but didn't ask where he'd been.
Everyone has secrets...

Scorchpoint sighed softly and joined the other Abyssclannians, ready to be elsewhere.


Gingerleaf flicked his tail and went with the others.
Rogues: they just don't understand.

The Night Sky was darkening and the cats were begining to make their way up a trail up the mountains. Joyless' estimations were slightly off, it was darker than she had hoped at the place they currently were.
"Anyone want to be a scout and go ahead?" She mewed slowing and looking around the weary cats.

Blackfire stepped forward and mewed,
"I'll do it." He looked at Icepaw and Bluepaw. "You two wanna tag along?"

Snowfeather mewed,
"Well that isn't fair - why should only Darkclanners go ahead?"

Blackfire looked at her,
"Well, Princess, if you want to tag along so badly..."

Snowfeather frowned and shook her head.

Joy nodded, "I think we need a resting place at best."
Sparrowhawk joined in, "I'll go to!"

Brambleleaf would have offered to go immediately, but she knew she couldn't leave her kits behind, and she was already exhausted again.

Blackfire padded off, climbing up the base of the mountains.
"I know a good place," he mewed.

Joyless sat and looked to the others, "lets rest here until they return."
Sparrowhawk followed swiftly behind Blackfire.

Dark huffed and sat down with Jace.
"Nothing cool ever happens with me..." He watched the Clan warriors pad off.