Hickory's Folly

[ℳoon 浤]

Hickorypaw was unaware that he had crossed the border. He had been so caught up in chasing a frog that he had neglected to notice that he had run into the forest. He could vaguely detect the smell of SouthClan but he didn't think much of it. He wandered out onto the Stardust Trail. He had never been here before, but he thought that it was just another part of WestClan that he had never gone into. His hunting patrol was far away from him now. He was beginning to grow scared. He wandered around through the thick forests and down the winding trail. He could smell SouthClan even stronger now but by this time it was too late. He was already too far into their territory to turn back. He was scared and hoped that someone from WestClan wold come back to get him from where he was now. He could hear cats coming and he hoped that he wouldn't be caught.

[VineStar12]

[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . The Southclan apprentice walks along quietly on Stardust Trail, her yellowish green eyes taking in the sights. Then, a strange scent filled the she-cat's nostrils, an unfamiliar scent. She sprinted forward, her slender legs carrying her swiftly to the source. It was a tabby tom, who appeared to be lost. Silverpaw hasn't seen him before, and thought he was a kittypet, so she walked forward. "Hi. I'm Silverpaw. Who are you? Are you lost?" she asks, very curious about the tom. He was a tan and red color, with one white paw. How odd. The apprentice sits down, curling her tail around her paws as she awaited an answer from the intruder. OOC: Thought this be'd interesting if I brought Silverpaw here. XD

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Hickorypaw was initially startled by Silverpaw, but he was relieved that the only cat who had come up to him was an apprentice. There were no scary warriors who were going to try to chase him off, or hold him as a prisoner. He lowered his head down and looked at her, cautiously. "I'm Hickorypaw, from WestClan," he meowed. "I think I might have crossed your borders and I'm lost." He hoped she wouldn't try to run off and tell anyone. He might have to forcibly stop her if she did. She didn't seem like such a bad cat though.

[VineStar12]

[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . The Southclan apprentice stared at the tom for a moment, her eyes clouded. Then a friendly expression flickered across her face, her yellowish green eyrs bright. "Oh. It's nice to meet you, Hickorypaw. How did you get lost? Do you not know where the borders were, nor did you catch their scent?" she inquired. Silverpaw had more questions for the Westclan apprentice, but she didn't want to overwhelm him. The silver tabby she-cat looks around, hopinh to spot a mouse or something. OOC:

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He looked down at his paws as the she-cat asked him a question. He was glad she was friendly, but he felt rather embarrassed for getting himself into the situation that he had. He didn't mean to get lost. He had thought he was still in WestClan for the longest time. "I was out on a hunt, chasing a frog," he said. "I ran over into your territory, but I thought it was still part of WestClan. It wasn't until I started scenting... I guess, you, that I realized I wasn't where I was before. Now I don't know how to get out of here." He sighed, looking back up at her.

[VineStar12]

[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . The silver tabby could see that the Westclan tom was embarrassed. "It's okay. I don't even know where the border that seperates this part of our territory from yours is." she purrs, wanting to make the apprentice feel a bit more comfortable. Although, Silverpaw had purposely avoided the subject on how to get back. This was the first time she'd actually had a small conversation with a cat outside of her clan, since she hasn't been at a Gathering yet. Still curious, the she-cat looked at thr slightly larger tom, her yellow-green eyes curious. "What do you hunt? Is it cold where your clan lives? Have you ever been to the Gathering?" the Southclan cat asks, wanting to see what it was like outside of her clan. OOC: I wasn't sure if these clans had a Gathering, so if they don't then just ignore those parts.

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OOC: I think I read that they do have gatherings, but it's only the leaders and two cats that they invite with them who aren't allowed to talk to other cats. ^^

Hickorypaw felt less embarrassed when Silverpaw mentioned that not even she knew where the border between the two Clans was. He could barely define it himself. He remembered one of the warriors saying that it was along the trail, but the trail was so long and the scents weren't marked carefully enough. He was interested in meeting this she-cat. He'd never spoken to a cat from another Clan before. It wasn't common for cats from separate Clans to interact, unless there was disloyalty going on or during hostile situations. "We hunt frogs, and snakes, and voles, mostly," he meowed in reply. "There aren't too many prey animals in the swamp. Sometimes we find huge birds, though, and they stand on one leg. It takes two or three warriors to take them down." He shook his head when asked about the Gathering. "Our leader hasn't invited me to one, yet. I think I'd have to be a lot older."

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[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . "Cool!" I'd tell you what we hunt but I don't keep track of what I catch!" the she-cat purrs, her tail tapping the ground rhythmically. "And, I do thimk you need to be much older to attend a Gathering. Sorry, I've been a scatterbrain lately." the silver tabby sighs. Silverpaw had run out of questions to ask, yet she still wanted to know more about this tom. "Do you have any questions before I help you find a way out of Southclan territory?" she asks. Although she was not so eager the take this apprentice back to his own territory just yet. But, a warrior from eithrr clan might show up at anybmoment, which will get both apprentices in big trouble. OOC:

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He nodded, interest showing in his bright green eyes. Here he had a chance to ask an apprentice from another Clan anything he wanted to. Most cats didn't get the chance to talk to cats from other Clans. Even at the gatherings they were asked to be silent, as the leaders didn't want any secrets to get out. "How's SouthClan holding up?" he asked. "You know... since the rebellion, and that huge fight with EastClan." He'd heard tales of these things from the older warriors of WestClan. SouthClan had been going through a lot. It would have taken some work for them to recover.

[VineStar12]

[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . The she-cat had to concentrate to remember what Hickorypaw was talking about. Suddenly she remembered the rebellion that wasn't too long ago against their rogue leader, Montana. "Southclan is doing really great. Zephyrstar has done a great job with keeping the clan held together after he was appointed the new leader. The clan had lost a member or two, probably 'cause they were Montana's other followers. And we did loose some good warriors and I think an apprentice in the fight with Eastclan, but we've been able to handle things. Hopefully I will be made a warrior in a couple moons." Silverpaw chatters, glad there was a delay to showing the Westclan apprentice back to his territory. "Have any more questions for me, Hickorypaw?" Surely the tabby tom must have more questions. The silver tabby knew she'd come up with more questions eventually, but it was Hickorypaw's turn. It was really cool that she had this chance to chat with a cat from another clan, especially a friendly apprentice like herself. She could see her and Hickorypaw being friends very easily. OOC:

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His ears pricked with interest when she spoke about Montana. He'd heard many stories about the rogue leader, and SouthClan's medicine cat causing an uprising about it. It seemed that even for all that, SouthClan was doing well. They had even managed to somewhat make a recovery from their bloodiest battle with Eastclan. Most of the time he didn't take interest in other Clans, and even was somewhat prejudiced against talking with them. This time, he didn't feel the same way. He felt intrigued. "Sounds like you're doing alright for yourselves," he meowed to her. "I'm probably going to be made a warrior soon, too."

He thought for a moment when she asked if he had anymore questions. He did always wonder all about the lives that cats in other Clans led, and if they did all the same things that he did. "So... do you follow all the same warrior code rules?" he asked. He mostly wondered if anything had changed when they had a rogue for a leader.

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[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . The silver tabby realized why Hickorypaw had asked such a question. "Why yes. We do follow all the same rules. Nothing changed when the rogue, Montana, took over. Thankfully, he wasn't leader for long. I mean, the nerve of some rogues! Thinking they could just waltz in and take a clan without taking a clan name. Now we all know Montana didn't have nine lives, or he'd still be here." she says, an edge to her voice. Quickly turning positive again, the Southclan apprentice flashed a smile. "Does your clan follow all the rules, too?" Silverpaw purrs, asking the Westclan apprentice his own question. It was so nice to actually talk with a cat from another clan, without it having to be about a border skirmish or something. It felt like Hickorypaw was apart of her clan, except for the fact about the questions they were asking each other. OOC:

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[ℳoon 浤]

His tail swished. So even though their Clan had been taken over by a rogue, nothing had changed. He couldn't imagine such a thing happening to WestClan. They hadn't had a leader in a long time, but they didn't let anyone know that. He didn't know what would happen if any rogue just came in and tried to take over. "Yeah, that sounds pretty awful," he agreed. "Not taking a Clan name, and not even going to get nine lives? What a rubbish leader." He scoffed around a little.

When asked if his Clan followed the rules as well, he looked around. Without a leader, some cats were more lenient in doing whatever they wanted, but he couldn't say something like that to Silverpaw. "Yes, we follow all the rules," he said. There was a slight waver to his voice. He wasn't lying, exactly, but he wasn't fully telling the truth.

[VineStar12]

[atrb=border,3,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=00D83D] . : S I L V E R P A W : . The she-cat pretended not to notice the slight waver in Hickorypaw's voice, she didn't really want to know if they even had a leader. That was Westclan's business, not a Southclan apprentice's. Silverpaw raised her head and sniffed at the air, making sure nobody was spying on them. No different scents, except for a squirrel nearby. Then she wondered if Hickorypaw was hungry, if he was starving he could never get back to his own territory anyways. "Hickorypaw, are you hungry?' the silver tabby asks, her yellowish green eyes glancing back at the squirrel. OOC: I think Hickorypaw is missing out on the soon-to-be new leader of Westclan's speech or something. XD

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OOC: Yeah, he has no idea that his Clan is about to be taken over by a rogue. :) It's pretty ironic.

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Hickorypaw could hear his stomach rumbling, and he was almost certain that the SouthClan apprentice could hear it as well. He nodded. He had neglected to actually catch the frog that he had chased into SouthClan territory. He had only gotten lost for all his troubles. He didn't know if it was right to take food from a cat from a different Clan, but he was too hungry to object. "Something to eat would be great, thanks, Silverpaw."