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Frenzy twitched her ear as she looked at him. She wasn't quite the same cat as she was when they first met. Perhaps a weird psychological trauma could do that to a cat. But, he wasn't the same cat either. Since their last interaction, he'd risen the ranks like a true champ. "A lot has changed since our first.... adventure together," she grimaced a little bit. She still couldn't quite get the image of that.... thing had come whipping through her already train wreck of a life. She had honestly thought both of them were just going to compartmentalize their unique horror and never speak of it again, so she was surprised when Cradle.... star? had asked her to go hunting. Maybe they'd find another absolute mess to walk into.
"Yeah, got a promotion," Cradlegrave grunted, leading the way through the ditch. "Two of 'em, in fact." It still didn't feel entirely real, as if he was about to wake up at any moment. That was why he'd asked Frenzy to come with him--it would be just like the old days, except preferably with 100% less violent chimp. "What's new in your life? Boys? Girls? Both?"
She smirked at him. "Yeah, noticed that. 'Grats by the way. You... totally deserve it or whatever." She couldn't quite bring herself to give him a full compliment, but that was as close as she'd probably ever get. "Closest thing new in my life to any excitement was my little adventure with Peachblush. We got trapped in an abandoned house, just your average Tuesday." She offered a casual shrug ; fortune was never quite in her favor. "Wish I could say my love life was a little more exciting, though. Wouldn't mind one of either," she laughed. "And what about you? Still with... Cupcake? .... Maybe?"
Hell, why does every goddamn adventure this cat go on end up being a matter of life and death? Cradlegrave almost said, but he kept the thought to himself. "Brownie," he said instead, "and we're still together. As far as I know, anyway. You got anywhere in particular you wanna head out to, or...?"
"That sounds promising," she teased him with a flick of her tail. "Love that you're only mostly sure for you." She then shrugged. "I was hoping that you were going to lead the way this time. Last couple time's I've been in the captain's chair have..." she laughed sheepishly, "gone the way I've planned."
"Right, yeah," Cradlegrave replied, "I get that." He led the way through the loosely-defined area known as SwiftClan territory, before coming to a stop just outside of the vague, barely-marked border. "What the hell's that?" he asked, pointing with his tail over to a thick pile of leaves on the ground a few yards away.
"Remember the last time we tried to investigate something? And we ran straight into a chimp? Our track record together isn't that great, so I'm not exactly sure why you think it's a good idea to try this again," she grumbled, although her own curiosity led her to drag her feet just a little closer so she could see. "Looks intentional," she meowed after a moment, giving the air a hesitant sniff.
"Looks goddamn suspicious if you ask me," Cradlegrave muttered, but somehow he already felt like he knew what was about to happen, like some greater force was laughing at their misfortune. Giving in to his destiny, he took a delicate step across the leaves and immediately found himself falling, hitting the ground with an echoing, painful thud. "...Tarnation."
"Which is probably exactly why we should..." she started, before he found himself falling into the hole. "Great. Exactly how I wanted to spend my Thursday," she muttered under her breath, before getting just a bit closer to the edge of the sudden hole. "Need assistance?" she asked before shifting her weight in just the right way that she too found herself colliding to the ground under them.
"You were sayin'?" Cradlegrave muttered. He was still lying on his head, having not bothered to move since he'd fallen in. He could feel the blood pooling in his head, but he felt like he deserved it, somehow. "You wanna get goin' or you wanna just lie here and think about what we've done?"
"Look, I didn't ask for your sass," she retorted with narrowed eyes, before she reluctantly stood. It was only then that the immeasurable pain became apparent. She had landed almost squarely on her hip - apparently no one ever told her that cats were supposed to land on their feet - and when she stood, she became acutely aware of the fact that something was probably either broken or dislocated. Great, just what she needed. She let out a huff, her weight quickly being shifted to favor her left side. "Honestly, laying in thinking doesn't seem like the worst idea you've had," she muttered, "but I guess we can go. You okay?"
Cradlegrave grunted in response, noting the way that Frenzy was favouring her left. He squared shoulders with her so that she could lean against him for support--if she wanted to. "I've done some navigatin' through tunnels before. We can make marks in the dirt as we go along," he said, "so that we don't get stuck turnin' in circles."
There was a part of her that was too prideful to accept his help, but that part was smaller than the part that was in pretty extreme pain. For that reason, and that reason only, she allowed herself to lean slightly onto her friend's weight, just enough that she could keep herself upright without tumbling on her very injured leg.
She then let her gaze shift to the tunnel around them. It was so dark in there, even with the suns rays now filtering in from the hole that they just fell through. "Sometime's I'm concerned about the number of things that you're familiar with," she meowed with a humorless laugh. "Tracking, tunnel navigation, is there anything you don't know?" She shook her head slightly. "Here, I'll make the first mark," she mewed, shifting slightly away from him. She let out a hiss in pain as her weight redistributed, before slashing the dirty wall.
She then glanced at the tunnel ahead of them, leaning slightly more on him than she had a moment before. "Looks like our options are left or right. Although I seriously am doubting your ability to make a rational decision after getting us stuck here, does one or the other call to you?"
"How to lead a damned Clan," Cradlegrave said flatly as they continued on, "that's one thing I don't know."
He looked up at the sunlight just barely visible through the roof of the cave. "...Right," he said, after a moment's deliberation. "The sunlight's comin' in from a certain angle, so that's how you can--ah hell, I don't know how to explain it, just trust me."
She gave him a little bit of a chuckle at his first words. "You ain't the worst I've seen," she responded.
She wasn't goin to pretend that she understood why he thought that the right was the way to go, but she figured it was better just not to ask. There were some things she didn't want to know, and honestly, how to tell via sunlight how to escape a tunnel felt like one of them. If she ended up in the same spot withotu Cradlegrave, she was quite fond of the idea of accepting her fate and rotting in the tunnels for the rest of her existence. Because of that, she didn't take much convincing. "After you," she meowed as she followed him the way he pointed to.
They walked for a moment before she spoke again. "H-hey, so is it just me, or is it getting tighter in here?"
"It's not just you," Cradlegrave muttered, "unless you ate a big lunch and it's only just startin' to kick in now." He peered up ahead cautiously--the tunnel did appear to get thinner, but was a fairly straight path ahead. There didn't seem to be any sharp turns that could catch them unawares and get themselves stuck in, anyway. "I think we could make it, but we'd have to go single file," he said. "That okay with you? Or we could turn back, look for a more roundabout way out."
"Between you and me, I'd rather not be in this hole in the earth we've found ourselves in any longer than I need to," she meowed with a shake of her head. Sure, she was claustrophobic, and the idea of going single file kind of made her want to yak on herself, but the whole cavern was really starting to make her nervous. "Single file seems to be the way to go. If you're sure that's the best move, and that the surface is somewhere... that way," she meowed with a pointed glance to the tightening cave, "I guess that's our best option."
