Chance Encounter [Falconcloud]

[Glorilyss]

The tom wasn't sure why he was waking up, eyes slitted against the too-early morning grayness that filled MidnightClan camp. He lay perfectly still, feeling his body come slowly more awake and dreading the alertness. Despite his intense listening, the tom could only hear the sounds of domesticity: a muffled snore to his right, the twitch and shuffle of limbs twisting in sleep, moss scraping against the floor, and farther across camp, a kit's cry. Despite the perfect normality of the morning, he realized rather crossly that he couldn't sleep. At all.


The tom lifted himself up slowly, stepping with a care over the piles of sleeping bodies on the ground, taking care not to trod on paws or tails and wake the entire Clan. He passed out of the den into a clearing filled with gray light; it wasn't even quite sunrise, then, blast it all. The tom crossed to the entrance to camp, flicking his tail in greeting to the sentry half-nodding into their own dreams. They didn't ask questions - Blazestorm wandered a lot - and then he was out into a forest still mostly dark, the shadows of the night still clinging to root and leaf and bush. Without giving much thought to 'why,' he headed north, following the trail that he'd taken to the Gathering so many times in his life. He wasn't sure why he was headed there; more than likely boredom, or a desire to see the Gathering Pond in a light of that other than moonlight.


It was almost midmorning by the time the tom reached the edge of the Pond of Truce, though he'd gone about it very slowly and taken his time. Tall grasses pressed against his belly, giving way to the pebbled bank of the pond. He stood looking around, critically overlaying the peaceful image here with the ones that had been every Gathering in his life. It didn't look much different - things never do - but it did look so much more... mundane.


[ ooc :: ahh! sorry it's so long! Puddlesdog ]

[Puddlesdog]

Falconcloud rolled in her nest unable to sleep. She stood slowly biting the moss and bracken of her fur. Her head spun, now what, did she go outside actually talk to some one? She stepped over the slumbering bodies coming out into the cold midnight air. She shivered puffing out her pelt, then she glided past the camp towards the entrance. The grass seemed to be wet with dew she thought picking them up to go further. She stopped wondering to go from this camp. She decided to go to the pond of truce, it would be alone and quiet. Falconcloud walked around picking the party to the pond. Slowly she made it and at long last she arrived at the gathering pond. She stifled a purr rolling around in the grass. but what she didn't notice was the tom standing next to her.

[Glorilyss]

Blazestorm had been a little way down the curve of the pond, several yards from the ginger and partially hidden by a scraggly bush that had taken root at the water's edge. At the sound of approach, the tom had ducked into the modest shelter afforded by the bush, peering through the half-bare branches to see the slender shape approaching. Shortly after she neared the water's edge - he could tell it was a female; the scent was too sweet and light for male - she proceeded to... roll in the grass? Mildly puzzled by the tomfoolery, but basically not caring and intensely curious about the cat who had come so far, he stepped out of the shelter of the bush. The tom swept a quick lick over his chest fur, then moved fully into view of the other Clan cat.

"Hullo," he called easily. WhisperClan, if the scent was true. "What's a pretty thing like you doing so far from home?" Any cat from WhisperClan had even farther to go than him - what could she possibly want out here?

[Puddlesdog]

Falconcloud pricked her ears at the noise, a voice? She sat up right licking her chest fur, "I couldn't sleep and I needed to get some fresh air-" she cut herself off as she looked up at the tom opening her jaws a bit she realized it was Midnightclan? She relaxed as it wasn't a loner, and as the words stepped in she let her ears burn. "Oh thank you." She said with a snort. If he expected her to be happy she wasn't he was from another clan. She snorted again and returned to grooming grass from her pelt.

[Glorilyss]

"Quite a walk for some fresh air," Blazestorm pointed out dryly, blue eyes brighter for their hungry curiosity. He took another step closer, moving cautiously so as not to surprise the cat and cause her to flee or attack. "WhisperClan is all the way on the other side of LeafClan, right? Must've taken you a while." Another pause, but he added quickly, "I'm Blazestorm. Have you been to a Gathering before? I don't think I've ever seen you before." He felt rather at a loss for what to say, craving company but not wanting to make the other cat uncomfortable.

[Puddlesdog]

Falconcloud looked up, "Yes it did." She answered slowly raising her head to look at him directly in the face. She pricked her ears interested in what he had to say. "I haven't been to many gathering but most I have." She said trying to answer all the questions he asked her. She nodded her head slowly considering the tom. "And I Falconcloud. Blazestorm, nice name." She said flicking her tail slowly.
( Glorilyss)

[Glorilyss]

[ooc::Sorry so late for the reply!

Also, do you want them to meet up again, or should this be the meeting thread and then just imply the next thread (where the ~magic~ happens lol)? Whichever you prefer.]

The tom flicked his eyes lazily over the rolling fields, taking note of the Skyfield on the other side of the Great Boulder. The thought of their warrior ancestors prowling through those tall grasses, perhaps just foxlengths away, gave him a creepy-crawly feeling, but he made an effort not to let it show. Blazestorm let his eyes return to the she-cat. "Been to the Gatherings, hm? Well, I guess we just haven't crossed paths, obviously." He shifted his weight, his attention wandering. He'd come out to be alone but found someone else, and he wasn't sure if he was pleased about that.

[Puddlesdog]

(OCC-Hmm they shouldn't meet up again until she had her kits she can bring some and be like, look yay!! but he can take a few and she can keep a few ect. It depends.)
Falconcloud snorted and nodded "Well yes I do suppose. We never did but I have seen you around I think." She answered looking at the stars above she flicked her tail to the sky and looked at he tom her gaze striking him, "Look at them aren't they beautiful!" She exclaimed purring at he site it made her want to jump up in the stars. but this tom was kind and at least that meant some thing.

[Glorilyss]

Blazestorm hadn't even really marked the passing of time, halfway caught up between new company and his own thoughts. So when she mentioned the stars, he gave a little jerk of surprise. Sure enough, the world was filled with the last flickers of charcoal-colored light; the sun had been down for a while now, but there was still a remaining shred of crimson-orange-pink on the western horizon. The east, however, was thoroughly dark, the pinprick studding of stars a brilliant spangle against the navy velvet of night. "Yes, pretty," he replied briefly, blue eyes finding their mirror in the vault of night overhead. "Like you." He hardly even recognized he was flirting, it came so naturally to him.

[Puddlesdog]

Falconcloud blushed and her ears felt very hot. "No more like you." She said with a soft purr. Then she shook herself, this tom was handsome but he was from another clan! She drew a paw over an ear trying to clear her thought, he is nice maybe just friends? She wasn't used to this flirt audit use so didn't know how to react only to try to be kind. She looked at him eyes soft as she tried to think.

[Glorilyss]

Blazestorm shrugged. "Me? I'm just a boring tom. but thanks," he added softly. He was a reader - it was easy for him to tell that she was uncomfortable. To negate the potentially awkward situation, he leaned in slightly, his shoulder brushing hers in a sort of comfortable way. "What's WhisperClan like?" he asked, carefully steering the discussion onto neutral ground. For him, their cross-Clan situation held no meaning. Blazestorm got what he wanted, and so long as it didn't actually hurt the Clan, he didn't care.

[Puddlesdog]

Falconcloud laughed lightly then stopped and listened carefully. "Awesome! It is a bit quest but you can have fun. What about yours?" She asked him turning to him slowly her gaze sparking. Then she looked back at the stars the glow against her pelt made her close her eyes. Slowly she opened them letting it close around her again, she turned her head around awaiting his answer.