Break Away [Anya]

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ooc// Anya the introduction thread for our plot with Dovekit and Bristlepaw ^^

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'This is boring. I'm big enough now to go out, I'm basically as big as an apprentice, if not BIGGER.'

'You're going to get in trouble.'

'Yeah. but not if I don't get caught.'

And just like that her mind was set.

Somehow she manages, and the small white bundle of fur found herself marching aimlessly through the trees. Needless to say she knew nothing. Not about where to go, what ways might lead her to danger, not even about all the different scents around her. 
Dovekit was at a major disadvantage.
That didn't stop her though, her green eyes still glowed with curiosity and excitement. Determination and perseverance. Whether or not she was dragged back to camp by her own will, or could sneak back in successfully on her own, she was going home with a story. 

She tugged her way through bushes of thorns, tripped over many tree roots and after not very long her white pelt was looking anything but that, and she was making enough noise for anyone to hear. She probably sounded like a baby badger rummaging around, and unknowingly she ended up at Midnightclan's border.

[Anya]

Ooc// I am sooooooooooo x 10000000000 sorry, I saw this but forgot to bookmark it and then completely forgot...

Bristlepaw pushed a snoring Jaypaw off his back. "Jeez what an idiot, can't ya nap in the den?" he snapped.

"Quiet Bristlepaw or you'll wake the idiot and the peace will be forever shattered." Wrenpaw yawned, stretching herself out.

"You're enough for that." Bristlepaw flicked her ear with his tail before heading towards the entrance.

"Where are you off to?" Wrenpaw padded up to walk beside him.

"To stretch my legs." He pushed her into the pile of moss before racing out.

"Bristlepaw!" Wrenpaw growled.

He laughed racing through the trees. His robust leg muscles pushing him at an accelerating speed. He felt the chilly air settling in around him.

He should avoid the river, so instead of the StormClan border the golden tom turned towards the opposite direction.

His claws itched for a climb and he tore his way up the nearest tree. He dived over and under, from one branch to the next until he neared the edge of LeafClan territory.

Looming in the empty branches of the trees he focused his hazel eyes on the ground below him. As he moved he heard loud rustling, he misplaced his footing and a yowl escaped him as he felt himself fall. His heart seemed to stop as he fell with a thump onto another branch.

He was...alive? Bristlepaw looked down and as his blurred vision cleared, a little she-cat came into view.

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Ooc// No worries ^^

Thump.

'Huh? What was that?'

One step then two. Three and then four.

'Be careful.'
'Don't be such a buzz-kill.'
'It might be dangerous.'
'Fine.'

No matter what she did though, the young kit stood out like a sore thumb. Her pelt, like freshly fallen snow against the green brush, seemed to stick out in every bush she hid behind, and every tree she raced between. Maybe if she were older she would have a less difficult time, but at this stage in her life, in her frame of mind, she stumbled along without being noticed.
She was invisible.

Dovekit paused however as she reached a stretch of trees that she wasn't quite so familiar with, and an odd stench seeped through the air onto her precious land.
That's when she saw him.
Something about him was different.
He didn't smell like her brothers or her uncle. He didn't smell like her nest.

Her head tilted in curiosity, "Excuse me mister, who are you? My name's Dovekit."

[Anya]

The little she-cat tilted her head, "Excuse me mister, who are you? My name's Dovekit."

Bristlepaw blinked, dumbfounded at her direct approach. Had she no idea that she was trespassing? Well, she was a kit. She smelled strongly of LeafClan…he scrunched up his nose.

“I’m no ‘mister’ I’m Bristlepaw, and you’re trespassing.” He narrowed his hazel eyes, they sparked in the sunlight, the bristling lines outstretched from his pupils darkened. “What’re ya doing so far from your camp?” he asked jumping onto the lower branches of the tree that loomed right over her head.

Normally Bristlepaw could care less but he had nothing better to do and he had to do some clan stuff and he supposed that making sure no one trespassed counted towards that.

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"I'm no mister, I'm Bristlepaw, and you're trespassing."

...Ohhhh.
So that's why he smelt different. he wasn't from Leafclan, he wasn't like her brothers and her mom. 
Time to panic now? That sounded just about right. He didn't seem like he was going to hurt her though so maybe not? "I'm sorry, where am I exactly? I just heard something fall so I can to see that it was."

"What're ya doing so far from your camp?"

Dovekit's eyes grew wide as the tom leaped onto a low branch above her head, though to her it seemed so high. 'One day I'm going to go so high I'll be in Starclan and I can visit Hailcloud!' With twinkling eyes she bounced up and down squeaking, "The nursery was boring. Riverpool was sleeping, and Falconeye was doing warrior stuff or something." 

[Anya]

"The nursery was boring. Riverpool was sleeping, and Falconeye was doing warrior stuff or something." Bristlepaw cringed as the little kit blabbed endlessly. How troublesome, at least she wasn't as annoying as Jaypaw.

What a strange kit.

Bristlepaw leaned forward, his long ginger tail moving side to side. "You talk a lot," he sighed, "isn't anyone looking for ya?"

And you should probably take a few steps back you're coming further into MidnightClan territory. but he didn't bother to say.

[:-Misa-:]

"You talk a lot."

    Oh...
A frown fell on Dovekit's face, more confused then upset, "Is that a bad thing?" Falconeye never complained whenever she talked to him, nor did Riverpool. They seemed to actually like it when she spoke with them. Deciding not to dwell on it she let it float through her head, in one ear and out the other. 'He's just teaching you not all cats are the same. That's what it is.'

Moving a few steps backwards so she could get a better view of Bristlepaw sitting on the branch she heard his voice once again.
    Huh? Oh.
"No. Falconeye is busy."

[Anya]

Good, she moved back herself. Bristlepaw followed her with his eyes.

"No. Falconeye is busy." There it was again. Falconeye. Was he her father? Why did he care? It had nothing to do with Bristlepaw.

"Who's Falconeye?" He found himself asking anyway.

The tom himself wasn't very close to any warrior other than his mentor Spottedtuft, and he could care less about his mother. If he cared at all. His eyes darkened as her image came into mind. He flicked his ear as if dismissing the thought.

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A huge smile came upon Dovekit's face. She didn't know where to begin when talking about the flame-pelted warrior. He was the father she would never have. He made that thought a bit easier to bear. Most kits in the nursery had two parents watching over them, and she did too but in a different sense. Hailcloud watched her from Starclan, and Riverpool watched her from the nest. Falconeye was Riverpool's brother, but had stepped up so she wouldn't have to be a single mother.

And that's how it had been since the day of her birth.

"Falconeye is my uncle."

That's where she decided to leave it. She didn't want to bother Bristlepaw with her nonstop blabbering. Besides, she doubted he was all interested about finding out about him.

[Anya]

“Falconeye is my uncle.”

Bristlepaw waited for her to continue. Waited...and waited...and waited...until the silence was more than he could handle. Was that all? Nothing more? What a strange kit indeed.

“So he’s your uncle? Cool, you two must be close huh?” he sunk his claws into the bark at his paws.

Bristlepaw thought of his own two friends. Jaypaw, the annoying tom was as close as a brother would be to Bristlepaw and Jaypaw’s sister, Wrenpaw was just like a sister. Bristlepaw had spent his life as a kit with the squabbling siblings. They drove him insane but they were the closest thing to family. They were still better than his own blood.

This was different...he didn’t think this deep before.

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"So he's your uncle? Cool, you two must be close, huh?"

Close was an understatement. 
He treated each of her siblings fairly but there was an obvious favoritism towards the white kit. She was the only of her kind from the little- white furred, large, but also unhealthy. She got sick faster then the rest of her siblings and remained sick longer typically as well. The main reason he favored her however was the fact that she was the only kit to look like her father. It was an attempt to keep Riverpool's mind off of that too often. 
"Yeah, he's awesome! He tells me stories about my daddy and plays games with me."

[Anya]

"Yeah, he's awesome! He tells me stories about my daddy and plays games with me."

Play. Stories. Bristlepaw recalled the numerous times he and his friends got into trouble as kits. As for stories neither one, with Wrenpaw as an exception, in their trio had enough patience to sit still long enough for the stories the elders told.

Daddy. “Why does he need to tell ya ‘bout your dad?” Insensitive little devil. but Bristlepaw spoke his mind, regardless of what the situation might be.

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A frown fell on Dovekit's face, it was only natural, but it wasn't because of the death of her father. She knew she'd see him in Starclan eventually, and besides, one day she'd climb the tallest tree in the world to reach Starclan's hunting grounds! The frown was because she had thought it would've been a bit self explanatory, "Because he's watching over me from Starclan right now, but it's no big deal. Once I learn to climb I'm gonna climb the biggest tree ever and get there to meet him."

She was so intelligent, yet she was so naive. 

She actually believed that was true, she actually believed she could climb her way to her father.
At least in her dreams she would.

[Anya]

"Because he's watching over me from Starclan right now, but it's no big deal. Once I learn to climb I'm gonna climb the biggest tree ever and get there to meet him."

Bristlepaw was once more dumbfounded. Was he ever this naive as a kit? No, his life was different. He had been hardened by the harshness of family ties from his birth.

For the first time...in a long time, his gaze softened. The electrified hazel eyes that were always so sharp seemed to dull.

“I see,” he grew quiet for a few moments before climbing down from the tree to stand a few tail-lengths away from her, “...I didn’t know my dad either.” he spoke reluctantly. It wasn’t that he was admitting he was weak, no he wasn’t showing any signs of weakness or concern or even sympathy. He was being what he always was. Honest. If it wasn’t for his honesty-oriented mind and his two best friends he would have left MidnightClan a long time ago to live on his own.

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"It's no fun growing up without one. The other kits have their dads so I don't get why I can't have one too." Dovekit was a fairly cheerful cat under normal circumstances, however when she starts talking about her father, that was one thing that always hurt her fairly easily, "Bristlepaw? What do you know about Talonclan?" 

She stared at the tom who was now standing a bit in front of her. Everyone always talked about Midnightclan and Sunsetclan after border patrols, that this apprentice had to be from one of those clans. The later lived near something called the ocean though, that she knew had a distinct scent, which she didn't assume was around here. 'He must be from Midnightclan.'