Just Want to Go Home (Open)

[Diria]

Silverkit crept quietly through the camp, carefull not to make any noise. It was dark, but that didn't bother her. She couldn't be afraid even in the least bit. All Silverkit could think about was the adventures she would have outside the camp. Last time she had tried to sneak out of the camp, White-eyes had caught her. This time however, no cat would find her sneaking out. No one would catch her, would they? Of course no one would! Silverkit told herself. I'll make sure I'm back before any cat even notices I'm gone! She neared the edge of the camp. This was going better than she thought it would. Soon she would see what the apprentices and warriors got to see all the time. The outside of the camp. Silverkit wanted to see it so badly, she simply couldn't wait until she was apprenticed.

Silverkit reached the outside of the camp. It amazed Silverkit. She continued on, glancing at everything around her. After a while Silverkit started to tire out. "Time to go back," she whispered. Suddenly, panic began to set in. She didn't know how to get back to the camp! Surely she hadn't gotten lost. You are lost, a voice in her head told her. She felt both guilty and afraid. No cat knew that she was out here and if she would have just waited until she was apprenticed she wouldn't have been out here in the first place. She just wanted to go home, back to the nursury. She would never try to sneak out again.

[*~Blazeheart~*]

Midnight blue eyes flashed in the gloom of the darkness up in the canopy of the trees. A feline was crouched on the branch, shining, slitted eyes gazing down upon the young kit. A smirk passed the face, showing brilliant sharp teeth. A tail swished back and forth under the branch, disturbing the leaves.
"Well well, is this a lost kit I see?"called the cat from above. If Silverkit looked up to see the source of the voice, she'd see the shadow of the cat standing on the branch, head held high while eyes scruitinized the silver kit.
Moonlight shined, revealing the cat to be a gray-blue she-cat. Her scent, however, was not of Mistclan.

[Diria]

Silverkit froze upon hearing the voice. She didn't recognize it all. The panic grew inside her causing her heart to pound quickly. What if this cat meant her harm? There was no one around to help her if that was the case. Besides the owner of the voice, Silverkit was completely alone. She attempted to calm herself down. "Wh...Who are you?" She managed to say with a hint of fear in her voice. She looked towards the direction of the voice, enabling her to see a gray-blue she-cat.

[*~Blazeheart~*]

The she-cat sat down calmly on the branch, her claws digging into the wood to steady herself while her tail continued to swish back and forth like a metronome. A shadow of a smile crossed the blue-gray she-cat's lips as her dark, sapphire blue eyes stared down on Silverkit, watching the young she-cat calmly.
"Well, not from your Clan you might have guessed,"came the reply.
"Your Clanmates would call me an intruder, or a "rogue" more precisely,"the blue-gray she-cat added, her tone somewhat cold with a trace of irony in it.

[Diria]

Rouge? Silverkit thought to herself. She had heard her clanmates say the word a few times, but she hadn't asked what it meant. She did know now that it was a cat that didn't live in any Clan. Is it like a kittypet? She decided to forget about it and focus on whether or not she could trust the rouge.

"Where are we?" She asked. If Silverkit wanted to get home, sse would have to trust her. If the rouge knew about the clans, would she also know where the MistClan camp was or where she could find one of her clanmates? "Do you know how I can get home?"

[*~Blazeheart~*]

"I don't think I'm the cat to ask,"the rogue responded, a slight smile twisting up her lips, followed by a cold chuckle that contained no humor. She got to her paws and lept lightly down on the ground, landing quite gracefully with the help of her tail as it swished behind her in order to balance herself.
The blue-gray she-cat towered over the young kit, her shadow casting over the smaller cat and her piercing blue eyes gazing down on her.
"I thought the Clans have taught their kits better than to sneak out, let alone converse with a stranger,"the she-cat commented, her eyes glittering.
Then she leaned her head forward so that their eyes were level with each other, less than a whisker length away. Her lips drew back, showing white teeth.
"How do you know I'm not some hungry cat debating on whether to eat you, a harmless kit?"she asked darkly.

[Diria]

Silverkit shivered. This cat scared her, but she didn't have a choice other than to trust the rouge. Also, it wasn't her Clans fault that she snuck out in the night. It was completely her choice although she had regretted it. She should have listened when everyone said that kits should stay in the camp. If the rouge did want to eat her, she would never become a warrior. I can't think like that! She thought to herself. I have to be brave. Silverkit replied to the rouge, making sure no fear could be heard in her voice. "I am talking to a stranger because I want to go home."

[*~Blazeheart~*]

"Hmph,"the she-cat hissed, raising her head back up, though her eyes continued to look down upon the kit, a glitter of amusement sparking among the depths of the cold blue.
"Well, if you want to go home so much, do it. You're a cat aren't you? You've got a nose and eyes, trace your steps back,"the blue-gray she-cat meowed, sitting down calmly and wrapping her tail around her paws.
"I've never been to your camp, so I wouldn't know where it is. But I figure it'd be a place where your Clan's scent is strongest. Try it,"the rogue prompted, watching Silverkit.

[Diria]

Silverkit blinked. She hadn't thought of that. She opened her mouth to take in the scents around her. Among them, she found a familiar scent, the scent of her clan. She would finally be able to go home! It wouldn't matter if everyone got mad at her, she would be safe within the MistClan camp again. Then she thought of something, what if the rouge were to come with her. She wasn't of MistClan, and other cats weren't welcome, were they? "What if you follow me?" She asked, hoping that the rouge wouldn't get offended. This cat had helped her, the last thing Silverkit wanted to do was upset her.

[*~Blazeheart~*]

The cat's tail flicked a bit, the tip thumping against the ground lightly while a gleam of amusement shone in her eyes.
"Hm, you've suddenly grown cautious eh? Smart kit,"the blue-gray she-cat commented, her tone soft and quiet, smirking slightly.
"Well, you have a nose do you not? If I follow you, you'd sense me. But just to ease your heart, I have no intention of coming near your camp. It's already dangerous enough for me prowling around in your territory. I wouldn't want to imagine what your Clanmates would do to me if I just strolled into your home,"the rogue explained.

[Diria]

Silverkit relaxed. The rouge wouldn't follow her into the camp. Although, she was still curious about the rouge. She had helped Silverkit figure out how to get home. Then again, she was already in enough trouble with her clanmates for sneaking out in the first place. It would probably be the best idea if she went back immediatly. That way she might be able to get back before anyone noticed she was gone. She turned to leave, back to the MistClan camp she called home. Then she stopped. "What's your name?"

[*~Blazeheart~*]

The she-cat surveyed the young kit with thoughtful eyes, tilting her head slightly to the side. A slight frown crossed her face, as if pondering whether to answer this question or not. What would be the point of giving this kit her name? The two would soon be on their seperate ways, never to meet again; and, if they did, probably as enemies. The blue-gray rogue rarely introduced herself to other cats, for they were all strangers in her life who pass by her one day, and the next they are just faded memories.
Yet she decided to make an exception.
"Rane,"the cat replied, flicking her tail.
"If you ever remember me, I will have underestimated you,"she added, narrowing her eyes darkly.

[Diria]

Silverkit smiled to the blue-grey she-cat. "Thank you Rane, for helping me." She then headed in the direction of her camp, following the scent of MistClan like Rane had told her to. She noticed it getting stronger the farther she went. Silverkit then started to run. She couldn't wait to get home, to see her clanmates. The moment I enter the camp again, Silverkit told herself. I'll never leave before I'm apprenticed again. Then, she reached it. She was finally back home. She padded towards the nursery, only realizing now how tired she was. Upon reaching the nursery, she curled up and fell asleep.

[*~Blazeheart~*]

((We can like, have them meet again or something and start to become friends? ))
Rane watched the retreating figure of the young kit as it made her way back to her camp. Her dark blue eyes stared unblinking at the spot where Silverkit disappeared, not moving an inch for a few minutes until she was sure the little Mistclan kit had gone back.
Instantly, the blue-gray she-cat let out a weary sigh, her shoulders sagging and her head bent down a little, looking more exhausted. She head done her best to keep up a strong bravado with the kit in her presence, but now that she was gone, Rane didn't have to keep up the facade. She lifted her paw gingerly, looking down at her wound which she had gotten from a fox fight earlier. It was oozing blood and stung like hell. The fur around her paw was caked with dry blood and the open wound seemed to be getting an infection. It had taken all her power to not limp towards the kit and not let it notice her bleeding paw, covering up when she wrapped her tail over it.
"Guess I can't go very far tonight,"Rane muttered, hissing in pain as she placed her paw down on the ground. The she-cat looked about, finding a small abandoned badger's den near the base of a tree.

The blue-gray she-cat limped over, allowing herself to enter and settle down, making sure the scent of the den and the shadows hid her from view. She knew it was dangerous being in enemy territory, but her injured paw gave her no choice.
Sighing, the rogue rested her head down, allowing to let herself doze into an uneasy sleep.

[Diria]

(( I think that's a great idea! ))

[*~Blazeheart~*]

((Why don't you start the post as the next day ))

[Diria]

(Okay, will they meet again the day after?)

[*~Blazeheart~*]

((Sure ^^ i'll just have rane "trapped" in the territory since she's injured))