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"Hey Fadingsight, want to go on a patrol with me?" Freckledorange asked which sounded pleasant of him except it was a dawn patrol and despite having a perfect view of the horizon there was no sign of the sun yet, but it was just like Freckledorange to want to be an over achiever. If anything, Freckledorange was really really counting on the fact that because Fadingsight couldn't see, maybe he'd just assume he was tired for some reason and just go along with this. But Glowstar told him he couldn't wander off anywhere alone anymore because they stepped on SunClan's toes again so he needed someone to come with him because... Because Glowstar thought he'd get kidnapped or something? Who even knew with her?
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Post by uniqcrim on May 4, 2019 22:48:08 GMT -5
Fadingsight had eased up a bit ever since getting to know Fawnheart and had become generally happier and even going as far as to be kinder and warmer to other cats. Ironically, he was a very gentle cat but his words could sometimes be filled with thorns and barbs. He did not bother turning his head towards the Tom who suddenly approached him. Just because Fadingsight naturally woke up early didn't make him an early bird. "Me? Why don't you take another warrior? I can hardly protect your backside in a scuffle." Sometimes he used his blindness to get out of things when he was feeling lazy. Fadingsight could definitely hold his own in a fight and fought much better than most non warriors but it was so early.... he wondered if the Tom would accept his bluff.
"Get up you fur ball, I want to go on a hunting patrol and I don't need protection, I'm just doing what mom says so she doesn't ground me away from doing patrols," Freckledorange pouted.
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Post by uniqcrim on May 4, 2019 22:57:48 GMT -5
"Pfft, fiiiiine." The brown tabby responding, grunting as he stood on his massive brown paws. Despite being an emissary and blind, he was a large cat with a great deal of muscle on him and was frequently intimidating to others. "Let's get this show on the road so I can catch a nice big breakfast "
"I was thinking we actually go um. Scavenging around at that monster place in our old territory. They had great prey in those bins," Freckledorange admitted.
Typically he was very against kittypet behavior, but two-leg food was delicious! He looked back at his brother, was the furball silently judging him? He better not be...
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Post by uniqcrim on May 25, 2019 14:42:33 GMT -5
Bins? Was he talking about kittypet food or crowfood? He really hoped it was the former. "Sure, we can go over in that direction. I don't know how good the prey will be but we can check it out." Fadingsight began walking, flicking his tail for his brother to catch up to him.
Upon getting there Freckledorange pointed to the bins and it was obvious wherever he learned the term from was either from the fellow kittypets of the clan or he had met some kind of kittypet or rogue near the monster fuel place who had referred to it as that. Freckledorange leapt up onto one of the bins and tapped gently on the plastic so his brother could map out how high he needed to jump to get to where he was. There were a few monsters here and there, but none seemed at all particularly close to them. They also seemed far slower here than they had seen when the territory was closer to thunderpath.
"I already smell some meat in here. But I'm always careful when I climb in cause sometimes I sink in and once I couldn't get out. I guess that's why Glowstar always makes me bring someone with," Freckledorange thought as he already plucked out a chicken leg and threw it onto the ground to grab later, "I bet the other clans would be disgusted to know that we do this, but I don't care, food is food and there's a skill to being able to detect what's good and what's filth."
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Post by uniqcrim on May 31, 2019 17:57:41 GMT -5
Fadingsight stood there awkwardly, unfamiliar with the area they were in. That made hims lightly uncomfortable since he relied on the familiarity of Dayclan to move around, so he sat there, listening to his brother digging around and strange metal sounds. He was overwhelmed by all kinds of scents - good and bad. "What kind of food is this?" He asked cautiously as a loud, meaty thud echoed around him and he bent to sniff it. It didn't smell bad, but it didn't smell good either. It was like a bird had flown right in to a fire and then flown back out.
"It's those chickens. Two-legs make chicken even better than the way we eat it! They're not as good as the ones the two-legs at our territory give us, but they're still tasty. Take a bite, you're not a warrior so you can eat," Freckledorange reasoned as he continued scavenging for something better.
While Freckledorange was rummaging and being loud about it Fadingsight could pick out the cries of a kit. It sounded close by and came from the far side of where they were at where only one sleeping monster laid. The kit sounded like it was mewling for help and almost sounded like it was coming from the monster itself. It was a pickup truck after all not that Fadingsight could see it.
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Post by uniqcrim on Jun 12, 2019 18:40:18 GMT -5
Fadingsight was sniffing curiously and cautiously at the proclaimed piece of chicken. Just as he was going to take a bite, the sound of kit cries was carried to his ears and his head shot up, body going rigid and ears searching for the sound. "Stop your rummaging, Freckledorange. Do you hear that? It sounds like a kit." All he could think about these days when he thought about kits was Fawnheart. The last time he had been around her she smelled distinctly of kits and nursery smells and he had realized that he had lost his timing to win her over and she was now with another time in her home clan. He shook the thoughts from his mind quickly and began moving towards the source of the sounds.
Freckledorange scoffed, but went after Fadingsight, couldn't argue with the warrior code. He paced after him over to a large monster where there was a metal crate. The sounds of kits seemed to be coming from inside. Freckledorange walked closer to the monster before bending his legs slightly, "Come leap onto my back and in there. I can get up just fine myself, but I might need your help feeling around for a way to get the kits out of there."
Freckledorange already seemed ready to take the kits away from these two-legs. There wasn't even any hesitation in his mind about it. Probably because he couldn't imagine his life if he'd stayed with the two-leg who had attempted to drown him and his brother.
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 6, 2019 15:13:01 GMT -5
"I can't even see your back, let alone where I'm supposed to be leaping you fur-brain. You get in there and see what you can find, I can help you lower the kits out of the monster." He presumed it was a monster at least, it smelled burnt and awful right around this area. Navigating familiar areas was one thing but he was worried that if he made it inside that monster he may never make it out.
Freckledorange stared at the food he scavenged for a long time before finally leaping in. His claws fiddled a bit with the cages lock before managing to open one, "Alright, I'm about to put a kit by your jaws," He said as he padded over to Fadingsight and pressed a kits scruff up to his muzzle. He was glancing around in every direction to make sure no two-legs were around, but so far none. Thunderpath had been calm for a while now, "Take it out of the hard black path, but don't take it too far. There's a bunch of kittens in this thing, you wouldn't believe it!"
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 13, 2019 16:24:23 GMT -5
"Really?" He mewed around the kit scruff, carefully feeling his way off of the path. He found what apppeared to be a dip in which the kit should not be able to get out of and set it down, giving the top of its head a swift and comforting lick. "Stay here, we'll get you to a safe place." It mewled pathetically and he rushed back to his brother as quick as possible. "We should probably be quick before any two-legs come here."
"Uh," Freckledorange wavered trying to take time to think of a plan, "Okay, I'm just gonna keep giving them to you so we don't leave any behind and once we got them all out I'll just carefully put them on your back, grab as many as I can and we can get out of here."
Freckledorange kept delicately giving Fadingsight kits, it was astonishing that there were eight kittens, but it became clear to Freckledorange that they were not littermates and must have come from different queens. His entirely belly felt sick knowing that the two-legs were going to separate them from each other. When there were only two left and the doors were still closed with no approaching two-legs Freckledorange leapt down with two in his jaws, but still six on the ground. Unless Fadingsight had great balance this was going to take multiple trips which worried him, the two-legs would be out any minute.
"Grab as many as you can and let's get them to safety," Freckledorange muffled through the two kits he held in his jaws and darted out to where Fadingsight had gone hoping his brother could get there faster now that he had his scent trail to follow. If they were fast enough they could come back for the rest of the kits still outside the monster.
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 31, 2019 14:09:43 GMT -5
(I’m curious, is this like a real litter in the clan that you’re going to make or that exists? x’D)
He nodded a grunt of agreement before somehow managing to grab three of them in his jaws, quickly following his brother’s scent trail. If they got in deep enough, the two-legs would not be able to find them and a highly trained warrior and mean emissary could take on a two-leg with their hairless bodies and exposed pink flesh.
(If they do end up saving the kits then yes! It'll be made into a kit adoptable thread)
"One more kit we gotta grab," Freckledorange said, "Be my looking out, bro."
With that Freckledorange left his blind brother to keep a look out for the two-legs as he quickly darted across the pavement before swerving just barely out of the way of an oncoming monster. Really he hadn't been watching where he was going and ended up almost getting hit, but he still hissed out, "WATCH IT!" and even added in a little swipe of his paw before moving over to the kit. He was beginning to wonder how Fadingsight and him would even get the kits back to DayClan. They'd have to choose two to take and leave the rest behind to bring a DayClan patrol back for them. It was at this point that a two-leg got out from the passenger side of the monster, angry that the driver was taking so long when he noticed Freckledorange holding the kitten and the back cage open. Freckledorange's copper eyes widened, not good. He quickly sped back to Fadingsight before instantly regretting it. The kits were there, sure they could outrun the two-leg, but fending him off and somehow casually grabbing all those kits wasn't going to be an option. He moved to the left away from Fadingsight only to get knocked over by a two-leg exiting the gas station who didn't expect to see an orange cat there.
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Post by uniqcrim on Aug 17, 2019 15:07:03 GMT -5
(Yes, I love it!)
Fadingsight could not see what was going on, but he heard everything. "Freckledorange!" He called out in panic as he heard something make contact with his brother. He almost ran out, leaving the kits he was guarding but their tiny, pathetic mewls kept him rooted where he was. They needed to get these kits out of here and the tom was frozen and unsure of what to do in that moment. Did he stay and try to keep them quiet? Did he run out to try and help his brother? He wasn't sure what he could do in the middle of unfamiliar territory against twolegs. He just needed to hope his brother could stay out of trouble and he could keep these kits hidden for the time being. If they were even just a little but older this would have been easier.
Freckledorange fell over on impact from the two-leg accidentally colliding into him. He was quick to get up and probably would have instantly tried to claw the closest thing to him, but the number one thing on his mind was where the kit was holding went to. He looked around for the kit only to get picked up by the scruff. The two-leg was holding him like a piece of prey, or at least at first. The two-leg seemed to say something to the other guy and despite Freckledorange's hiss and swiping they only seemed to look at him more curiously. His heart thumped heavily as he found the kitten he had lost in his grasp off to the side from the two-legs. The kitten was too close to the two-leg for Fadingsight to grab it, but would he know that? There were so many scents now, he had no idea how his brother could pick them all out.
"Fadingsight, no matter what, don't you dare move! Those kits have to be protected," Freckledorange called to him, but made sure not to look in his brothers direction in fear that the two-legs would put two and two together.
The two-leg who had recently exited from the monster station noticed the kitten next to him and picked it up while the other two-leg, holding Freckledorange was still talking.
"Ugh, just go get help," Freckledorange said with a grumpy defeated look. It was a serious situation, but did he really have to go with this humiliating of a defeat? To a TWO-LEG no less!
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Post by uniqcrim on Sept 8, 2019 14:24:06 GMT -5
(I'll bring in some backup since it might be difficult for Fading to effectively do much on his own x'D) "Stay here and stay quiet." He told the kits, unsure if they were old enough to hear him and understand but hopeful that they were even if they couldn't respond. The tabby tom sped off deeper into Dayclan territory, praying to Starclan that they sent someone his direction while knowing they would come across such kits in need. He almost barreled directly into a warrior and paused, out of breath. The scent told him it was Lupusoon and he felt relieved, he did not know the older warrior very well but knew he had a strong instinct to help kits and was a good fighter. "Help - we found some kits and we need to get them out."
"Uh, okay. Lead the way." The two cats sped back and Fadingsight stood guard over the kits, looking over to ensure that none of them had wandered off.
Lupusmoon yowled, launching himself at the two-leg which held Freckledorange. "Grab that kit and get out of here!" He called, scratching at the furless creature's limb.
