The Search Ends Here

[Lucky]

Sunray stepped lively over leaf and branch, mud and stone as he followed Streamkit to TreeClan. I'm going to see my son! I'm going to see my son! Giddykit my son! he kept repeating over and over in his mind.

ooc: Sorry.

[loutuskit]

ooc: Streamkit...

Streamkit sniffed some leaves. "There's his stale scent..." she pondered and followed it. soon at sundown they had come to the camp. "Let's sleep here until sunrise, so we don't suprise them..." she said, already preparing a nest for herself.

[Lucky]

Sunray nodded his head. "No," he said, "You stay here and rest." He caught a squirrel by the tail without even looking and killed it by sinking his claws into the soft fur. He pushed it towards Streamkit. "I'll come back for you." He stayed until she had nested and then walked deeper into the territory when she started eating.

When Sunray found the Great Oak, he loped noisely inside. Thinking that the Clan would be awake just like the rouges, he also meowed a noisy greeting. "Hello TreeClan!" he said happily.

[Takumi]

[glow=brown,5,500]The young siamese tom followed after the duet, confusion written across his face as he deftly followed their quick pace in the darkness of the night. His headband snagged from time to time on the surrounding flora, but he wasn't worried about it, he was more worried about the condition of the kit then anything... So thin... he thought, as he kept a valiant pace with the eager she-kit and older tom.[/glow]

"Son? Geddehkhet?"

[glow=brown,5,500]He questioned for the upteenth time, his accent thick as he tried to copy and learn the meaning of the words they were using, but apparently his presence had gone forgotten, for neither of them answered. It wasn't until the kit stopped at a strong scent border that he realized that he hadn't been paying any attention to the surrounding land. He opened his mouth, revealing sharp white teeth that glinted in the starlight as the wind buffeted his fur and told him many stories. Tribe? he wondered, aware that there was a strong sense of union and strength pouring from the forest about him. Apparently, though, the other tom hadn't taken note of this, for he bounded straight over the territory marker. Though he noted that he fed the kit first before leaving. It was an honorable gesture, but Takumi was sure that the tom was more foolish then honorable, afterall, and cat would know to take from this point on with caution.

Blinking slowly, Takumi watched the tom disappear in the undergrowth, curiousity making him wonder why he was so excited, but responsibility kept him anchored here, where he could protect the kit in case this Tribe was of the nasty sort. Sitting, Takumi kept watch, his pale blue-grey eyes wide and alert for any signs of trouble.[/glow]

[Lucky]

Meowing loudly, Sunray wondered where all the cats were. "Is there a cat called Giddykit here?" he shouted repeatedly. "I need to find my son!"

As he watched and waited, he remembered Tukami's words: Son? Gettehkeht? Ah! For once he understood him! He felt like he was a rude cat for not taking notice.

[loutuskit]

Streamkit ate the squirrel in a hurry and raced after him. "You come too!" she said to Tukami. She raced into the camp and skidded to a hault next to Sunray. "GIDDYKIT!!!!" she shouted. "COME ON!" she continued.

[Lucky]

Sunray looked down and behind him. "I thought I told you to stay behind! You naugty little kit!" He shook his head when he caught a movement in the corner of his eye. "No matter, he said quietly."

Giddykit loafed out of the Nursing Den. "What the- who are you!" he snarled. His muscules tensed and he unsheathed his claws, he hoped Sunpelt and Amberstar would follow him.

Sunray took a step back, amazed. Finally, after looking at Giddykit for what seemed like forever, he spoke: "I'm your dad!"

Giddykit looked at him in disbelief, then, he smiled! "Papa! Oh papa!" He ran up to him and ran his pelt along his, "My papa!" he cried.

[loutuskit]

"Hey Giddyit! long time no see..." she said.

[Lucky]

"Ah, Streamkit, my old Rouge Meadow friend. How has it been with you and the prey?" Giddykit looked at how well-fed she looked and then looked at Sunray. He giggled. "I can see you've had some help," he stated.

Sunray looked lovelingly at Streamkit. "Why don't you come with us when we leave?" he asked. "Leave?" "But of course!" "Ha! I thought you'd never ask!" he cried. Then Giddykit looked down in embarrasment.

"Well, are you ready to go?" Sunray looked at Giddykit and Streamkit, then at Tukami. "Arth ya readie to go?" Sunray said in an accent. Sunray didn't wait for an answer, he spun around, leaving, and becond for the cats to follow.

Giddykit followed without hesitation. "Hey dad?" "Yes?" "Can we swing by MistClan on the way?" "Sure."

[Lucky]

ooc: Moved to the board, Clan's Return, on the MistClan Camp.

[Sunpelt]

... I'm posting anyway, cuz this is far too good to pass...

The golden tom pelted out of the nursery, where Amberstar, Giddykit, and himself were having a conversation, but one that was promptly interrupted as a loud, and unfamiliar voice yowled out by the Great Oak. Sunpelt dodged Giddykit, who had taken station near and began to attack the intruding tom, ignoring the kit at his side. His paw swiped out for the tom's chest, his hair standing on end as he hissed at the tom, "What are you doing on Tree Clan territory, rogue?!"

Not waiting for an answer, Sunpelt dived in, hoping to tackle the tom flat and pin him to the ground. Before he could complete the move, however, the stranger announced who he was, leaving Giddykit bounding up to him in friendly greeting. Sunpelt stared at the duet, eyes wide in surprise, but his tail betrayed his agitation, which whisked from side to side in jerky movements.

The hesitation was long enough for father and son to talk of leaving, which prompted the usually silent warrior to speak, "Are you sure that is your choice, Giddykit? You do realize that leaving will mean you will never be welcomed here again?" The fur now lay flat on his back, his dark yellow tail still, he was calm now, his demeanor that of stately fact, leaving no room for question that if Giddykit stayed or left, he would uphold the warrior code, no matter what.

[Takumi]

[glow=brown,5,500]Takumi stared in horror after the kit, who raced off, still leaving some of the squirrel for the crows. Hissing with disgust, he quickly gave the creature a respectful, but hurried burial before speeding after the gray kit. His longer legs and honed skills made it easy for him to catch up with the kit, long enough to realize that they were entering a camp of this Forest Tribe. The hair on his tail stood on end, evidence of his nerves as he followed the she-kit into the camp, and nearly toppled into the tom they had watch run not a moment before. Glaring at him for his foolishness, Takumi barely had enough time to say anything proper about what he thought, when one kit, then a golden pelted tom came bursting on the scene. Expecting a fight, Takumi, quickly crouched protectively in front of the kit, an orange stray headband piece covering one eye.

He was right, but the victim wasn't the kit, but the tom he left unguarded. Takumi made no move to defend him though, for by all right he deserved it, but he did make sure that the yellow-furred fighter wasn't going to be nasty about it. However, before the fight went anywhere, there was a sudden stop, and much conversing between the kit, who now behaved like a friend to the tom, the tom, and the golden tom. Takumi blinked in confusion, hearing the word 'Gettehkhet' more the once. By the way the little kit responded to it, Takumi could only assume it was his name, but he didn't really know for sure. Blinking slowly, the siamese ninja tried to understand them all, but they only spoke gibberish to him.[/glow]

[Onyxdart]

Onyxpelt had been half snoozing at the base of one of the smaller trees bordering the clearing. Had been was the opperative term, because she snapped to awareness by a big cat she didn't recognize and who did NOT smell of Tree-Clan barging into the clearing and yowling.

Onyxpelt was in the short tree she'd been dozing under in about a second flat, standing on a low branch in case she'd need to drop out of the tree onto an attacker's back. Well, that was what she told herself, anyway, as she watched what was going on below. But really, up a small tree was both a safe place to observe from and a decent place to attack from if needed. And anyway, Sunpelt looked like he had it under control. Still, you never could be sure with Rogues. So Onyx stayed in her tree, claws hitched into the wood and tail flicking back and forth as she watched the cats below like a hawk.

[Shapeshifter]

[o.O *laughs* The mental image there is hilarious! Onyxpelt’s like a squirrel!]

[Onyxdart]

[Shapeshifter]

[Hey, if you do, please show me. That had to be the funniest occurance of the day. ^^]

[Takumi]

bump

[loutuskit]

halo! Tukami, why aren't you roleplaying with us any more??

[Lucky]

ooc: Ok, since ppl are begging me to finish out the board, I will.

ic: Giddykit stared at Sunpelt and then spun around, practicly slapping him with his tail. Nnow he was starting to get annoyed. "Anymore questions?" he cawed, "I need to get ready to leave now. Come Streamkit, Tukami, we will find a home elswhere." Giddykit tugged on Tukami's ear to say, "Let's go."

Sunray padded out of camp, whispering a solemn promise to Sunpelt, "I'm watching you."

[Sunpelt]

Sunpelt glared at the kit, but he didn't lash out, for, despite Giddykit's rude qualities, he rather liked the kit. But now, as Giddykit rudely ignored his questions, obviously making no attempt to think about them. Sunpelt closed his mouth in a bitter scowl. "So be it, little one. But for now on, we are enemies. Expect no mercy if you dare to cross our boundaries." Sunpelt glared after the rogues, watching them file out one by one. A young cat, with a distinctive orange headband wrapped solidly around his brow caught his attention. A mild flicker of surprise washed over Sunpelt's face, for the tom was obviously puzzled by what was going on. What was even more surprising was the calm exceptance on his face also...Hadn't I attacked his comrade? Sunpelt thought, at first thinking that there was no honor among the rogues for this strange one not to defend one of its own, but the peace, despite the confusion, was evidence enough that he seemed to allow the other tom to accept his fate.

Golden gaze, however, swept after the other yellow tabby, who glared defiantly at him. "And I, you, rogue." he answered calmly, stalking after the lot, for he dared not allow them to cross their boundary unguarded, especially with this distasteful lot. Yowling, Sunpelt called for any awake to help him escort this band to the borderlines.