|[l o s t]| within thoughts..

[Loveless]

A black and white streak tore into the field, hopefully with his smaller gray companion running alongside. Loveless slowed to a stop, lifting his head up so to scent the air. It was alive, rich with the heavy scent of prey, but there was minus the scent of rogues. Good.

A flick of his tail, and Loveless started a wide patrol of the field. After all, if a rogue positioned him[or her]self correctly they’d be out of his scenting range, and an actual patrol would be the best thing to do.

Ah, but wasn’t it lovely out here? Evening was starting to settle ‘pon the Stoneclan territory, no one else was out and about.

It was quiet.
Peaceful even.

[Pinedark]

I just had the worst thought of Hannibal showing up. D:

The smaller grey blur came bolting into the clearing after Loveless, and began circling the clearing the opposite direction. That way the patrol of the border would take half the time, and they'd meet in the middle.

She paused for a moment, one paw in the air and her muzzle to the fading sky. It was nice out here.

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[Loveless]

[You want him too? XP]

Nothing.

Save for the chirruping of crickets, the rustle of mice and voles in the underbrush, there was nothing. Loveless finished his scouting, moving inward towards the middle of the field, seeking Pinedark. Suddenly he froze, head lifting up as a sudden crack of a twig sounded.

What was that?

Ears flicked forward, head lifted, looking around quickly completely on alert.

[Onyxdart]

Well, not really, but I remembered he was heading that direction. After Chainless, if I recall.

As she went around the border, Pinedark had her nose down like a hunting dog. Who knew why? But her ears were tipped all the way forwards as she listened. Maybe she heard better close to the ground. The sound wasn't blocked by the wavy parts of the grass, just the stalks.

Or maybe Pinedark was just being odd. It wouldn't be the first time, nor the last. She raised her head as a twig cracked towards the middle, away from the border. It wasn't Loveless. Not unless he'd stopped his patrolling.

So what was it?

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[Loveless]

[He might waylay her while she’s taking the kits to their new homes.]

“Pinedark?”

His voice wavered uncertainly, was she the one to make the noise? But when he didn’t hear an immediate response, he stepped forward, heading towards the source of the sound.

…he found nothing but a heavy feminine scent, and the twig that had been snapped in half. There was a faint ‘tinkle, tinkle’ bell sound to his left, followed by a soft laugh, and the tom whirled quickly with a hiss.

Then, nothing.

He got the feeling he was being watched.

[Hehe, Anna’s gonna get herself killed one of these days. XD You can post, I’ll post as her in response then as Loveless.]

[Onyxdart]

Loveless?

Pinedark heard the tinkle too. What in Starclan's name? She bounded around towards Loveless, ears swiveling at the sound. She looked towards where he was hissing, head tilted to the side. Her fur was a bit puffed out. It ade her tail look like a staticky featherduster.

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[Annawake]

Another playful giggled sounded, and the pretty little white she-cat almost danced from the bushes.

“Scared ya’ huh? Huh huh?”

Her tail flicked, she certainly appeared innocent enough. The twinkle sounds echoed again as she flitted around, emitting from the bell on the collar around her neck.

Collar?

Yes, dear little kitty here was a kittypet.

[Loveless]

…and Loveless nearly fell over. This was it? The big bad rogue he had been prepared to take down fully in the defense of his clan and Pinedark was a little kittypet.

“Go home runt.”

He growled, roughly, attempting to act all tough. Granted, it was a terrible façade, but he was trying.

[Onyxdart]

Pinedark grinned slightly at Loveless as he jumped to the defense, only to be met by a kittypet. Well, okay, so she'd been ready to go to the attack too... Though Loveless probably didn't need the protecting. When Pinedark stepped forward, the hint of a grin was still on her face. She brushed up against the tough talking Loveless, and then glanced to the kittypet.

Hi. Yes, you nearly gave me a heart attack... and maybe him too

She didn't recognize this cat, which probably meant either they were new or not in the clan. But she was still kind to this newcomer.

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[Annawake]

“Oh, no no heart attacks! Annawake would be sad.”

The small white kittypet danced around in a circle, the smile on her face never fading as yellow eyes looked over both of the clan cats.

“You’re clan kitties right? I’ve met a clan kitty before! Her name was Kestrel, she was soooo nice! She told me about a war and some awesome drama, and then took me back to my home! But Annawake likes exploring!”

Did….did she ever stop talking?

[Loveless]

Well now, Loveless felt as if his efforts were shot down. The kittypet wasn’t in the least bit intimidated by him. With a faintly amused snort, he shot a glance at Pinedark as the small kittypet chattered on and on. One thing was for certain; she couldn’t stay here.

Settling back, the tom watched the female dart around. My, didn’t she have energy?

[Onyxdart]

What an odd kitty, this newcomer. Pinedark returned Loveless's glance with a quick smile.

You've met Kestrel? Why didn't you join Risingclan?

She asked the question politely, actually wondering if she'd be heard over the constant chatter of the smaller cat.

Drama isn't awesome... not if it relates to that war. Cats are going to die in that war.

A moment later, she added this thought, though not in an annoyed manner. She didn't like the idea of the upcoming war, not at all.

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