Looking for Some Lizards

[Ten]

Having overheard a few sentences from their conversation, a tall, tabby tom trotted toward them. "I usta got buncha brothas an' sistas," Grimykit bragged. "Four of 'em! Yup, we was a big ol' litter o' five. Betcha ain't never heard a one tha' big b'fore."

[duckyaisha]

Rainstripe leaped backward, eyes wide with shock. "Where did you come from?" she managed to gasp through her fear. She had been focused on speaking to Branchkit, and hadn't noticed the tom walking up to them. Her fur was bristling and her tail was bushed out, not form anger, but from fear. Strangers were scary enough, but when they suddenly appeared- that was even worse.

[Ten]

Grimykit's lips spread in a malicious grin. "From yer wurst nightmare," he hissed. "Those four brothas an' sistas I had me? They done drowned in a flood long time been." He puffed out his chest. "But I alone survived."

[Thistle]

Branchkit loosened her gaze, seeing that the she-cat seemed nervous. She couldn't think of anything else to say than 'Oh', so she went with that.
"Oh."

Then a loud voice spoke up before she could say anything else. The young tabby's head swiveled around to see a tom. He seemed to be about the same age as her, but almost instantly Branchkit disliked him. "I doubt it," she retorted, not believing his words.

[duckyaisha]

Rainstripe's tail twitched at his words. Of course, he didn't really come from her worst nightmare- she rarely dreamed, and had only had one nightmare in which case she was being chased by a giant cricket. But still, he was a stranger, which made him scary. "W-who are you," she stuttered, her breaths shallow and scared.

[Ten]

ooc|
"He seemed to be about the same age as her"
--
He's not. He's... maybe a year or two old.


bic|

The tom looked down at Branchkit. "Watcha mean, ya doubt it? Ya think I'm lyin' 'bout somethin'?" he asked in a tone that suggested she was less intelligent for doing so. "An' I's Grimykit, but I ain't no kit. Don't need no warrior name. That stuff's fer Clanners."

[duckyaisha]

A little bit of Rainstripe's fear turned to relief at Grimykit's words. "Oh, so you're against a Clan as well? That's a relief. Most of the cats I've run into want to form a Clan. I can't imagine anything worse." Though he still kind of scared her, Rainstripe was more comfortable knowing tha she and Grimykit were on the same side. "I'm Rainstripe, by the way."

[Thistle]

He's not. He's... maybe a year or two old.
--x--
ooc: I thought he was about a year old... and Branchkit is only about nine or so moons.

bic:
"Yeah," meowed Branchkit, refusing to be outdone. Then, after a short moment, she repeated, "Grimykit?" The brown tabby wrinkled up her nose and said, "That suits you. And," she added, "Warrior names aren't just for Clanners." Immediately, she realized that he was against the idea of a Clan.
When she heard Rainstripe's words, she swung around. "Why? A Clan is so much better than all this chaos that's happenin' around here."

[Ten]

ooc|
"I thought he was about a year old..."
--
I might've said that before. I don't remember.


"and Branchkit is only about nine or so moons."
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She's past apprentice age? Oh, right.
So I suppose they are about the same age.


bic|

"Ain't lyin' 'bout nothin'!" he insisted. "Go ask anyone who's old enough ta know. They'll tell ya I had brothas an' sistas 'fore the flood and none after. An' all this choas that's happinin' around here, that's betta than a Clan."

[Gosh]

"This chaos that's happening around here suits me just fine," Bronzefoot meowed. He had been listening for a few minutes and he decided to join in. "Put us into order and we'll be forced into being just alike. All of us trained to do the same tasks, all of us expendable, except the leader. None of us able to do whatever we please, except the leader. Don't you value freedom?"