All Alone again

[Rascally]

The small 2 moon tom cat was struggling with the Loss of his parents. He was curled up in a tight ball. Near one of the Tribes Den. He felt So much Responsibility On his shoulders. From losing his sister. His eyes were closed tightly and His body was shaking. He was dreaming. Dreaming of What happened to his family not to Long ago. He Mewed in his sleep. His tiny muscles twitching slightly. His tail swatting the ground. The Calico tabby Was tiny. He was far to young to be with out his mother. But right now he just felt lke he wanted to die. He was injured. He did not want to go to the StoneTeller. He heard voices and his head shot up ears twitching He got to his feet and stretched. He then Limped over towards a small pool. He bent himself down and began to lap up the water. His body still shaking from the coolness in the air,

[Sheer]

The Tribe's sadistic but sensible leader Syring in the Black Fog or Seth as he prefered was trotting along. He had enough of complaining cats not taking their herbs because it was 'too bitter' and annoying apprentices. He needed to get away from it all before his sadistic nature kicked in and he killed somebody. The mountains were calming, the dark gray stone cliffs looked as they have for years and years to come, a sight that inspired strength, or despair in cats who couldn't survive in such a harsh enviorment.

[Rascally]

Tide trembled and he moved around. some hearing footsteps comming towards him The Little kit raised his head. All he had left now was the Tribe. his family and his sister was gone. He sighed and looked around some and Saw the Stoneteller Seth. He mewed slightly. But did not approch him. He knew better then to approch the Stonteller. plus he was still extreamly shy. And Insecure.

[Sheer]

Seth stopped cold in his tracks, there was a scent in the air. The last scent he wanted to smell. A kit. Why of all things did it have to be a kit?! He would've prefered a mountain lion! Still hissing through his teeth he smoothly wove through the rocks down to the scent. If he didn't do something he'll have to go home with everyone scorching his ears with 'how could you?!' or 'it was a little kit for goodness sakes'! He didn't have the nerves or the patience for that. If that insued he would definetly have to kill someone.

[Rascally]

Tide watched the Tom come towards him and He coward back falling into the puddle He mewed again. And struggled to climb out. He coughed and struggled onto the dry ground and scampered a few feet away from the Tom his eyes looking frightened. "Im Sooo..rry Seth" he said stammered his body shaking From cold now.

[Sheer]

OOC:Technically you're suppose to call the stoneteller: stoneteller not by his/her real name

"What's the problem?" he hissed impatiently. "Do you want me to give you some herbs?" Personally he thought it was a good idea, kits didn't stop mewling until either their asleep, or they get what they want. And Seth doubted he could give Tide what he wanted, so thyme leaves were the next best thing. Or for a more annoying kit, some nightshade.

[Rascally]

Tide looked at the Cat and lowered his head. His eyes stared at The stoneteller. He sighed His eys showing his saddness. "Yes Stonetell" He said. He really didnt want herbs. But He knew he needed to sleep. "Can you make them dreamless?" He asked perking his ears forward slightly to look at him.

[ºNìghtº]

Ace felt the smooth cold rock under her pelt as she woke from her dreams about hunting a juicy mouse. She could remember the long, sharp claws itching across the ground and the strong, limber legs waiting to pounce into the air to land on the pathetic little mouse. But when her paws grasped for the mouse, there wasn't anything at all. In fact, her paws didn't even reach the ground. She had tumbled off a cliff to the jagged black rocks below. The terrible endless sensation of falling had embraced her stomach as her eyes squeezed shut, more out of disappointment then fear. She had gotten in plenty of life or death situations- some situations that had left her crawling with hardly any breath in her body. So, breaking a neck from falling off a cliff, didn't sound to terrible. She had always, wished, that her death would be more meaningful, like saving a kit from a massive badger. Something heroic. Heroics are far-fetched for your tainted heart. It's more likely you'd kill the badger before it could kill you or the kit. Ace contradicted herself as she stared around through blurry eyes. She stretched luxuriously, before standing up and walking towards the temptingly strong scent of fresh kill. She was starving. Ace silently reminded herself to thank the prey-hunters for early hunting. Ace took out a mouse from the prey pile, ironically, and settled down to enjoy her meal.

[Sheer]

Seth sensed someone behind him, probably another cat who couldn't sleep. "Fine, I can't say that there's an herb to get rid of dreams, they're just a reflection of whats off your mind. Sometimes dreams define who you really are inside. So tell me about it, what kind dreams have you been having?" Seth had a hunch, probably about the kit's parents. Seth's own parents died of non-natural causes but he had been a full prey hunter at the time and hadn't really cared, kits are a whole different animal.

[Rascally]

Tide Sighed. "Why did my parents leave? WHy did that strage two legged thing take my sister I want my sister back" He said sitting down. "I keep having nightmares. About my mother and father." He shifted his weight so he was laying down now. "I keep hearing their screams" his body trembled.

[Sheer]

Seth sighed, how was he going to say this. He had no kits of his own and had no practice talking to very young cats, except yelling at Water and Creek for messing with dangerous herbs like Nightshade and Nightseed. "Well, twolegs are.... Look at it this way, twolegs feel that they are superior to cats and there fore feel that they can determine what happens to us. And we can't do anything about it, you can cry but that won't bring your parents or your sister back so you might as well stop. It'll just make you thirsty. As for your nightmares right now, it means you're scared inside and you can't get over the loss of your family. Being scared is something that doesn't go away eventually, you might forget about it when you grow up, more often then not it lasts for your entire life. Even I get scared sometimes about things that have happened in the past. My parents died too from twolegs but it didn't matter to me because I was already a prey-hunter then. Perhaps you just need to cry it out. and after you're done with that it is easier to get over with, you'll have to get over it eventually."

[Rascally]

Tide Listened to his words And he frowned some. The stonetellers parents were killed as well. He sighed And thought. He nodded his head. The Kit was to young to be without parents He was deffiently not going to stop crying. "You get scared to?" He questioned when he heard that. his ears flicking back and forth some. He glanced behind the Stoneteller seeing another cat moving towards the Prey Pile He thought for a moment. "Cant we go get my sister back?" He askd. He felt extreamly guilty that his sister was taken. But He had been thrown against a rock. And his body Hurt and his side was bleeding. He winced some as the pain came back. "Stoneteller Can you Help with my pain?" he asked.

[Sheer]

"I'm afraid we can't get your sister back. Humans are stronger then us, they're superior I guess you can say." Seth mewed calmly. Being scared...something that was too far back to remember. As a kitten he liked being alone, a trait that had followed him for the rest of his life, however long he might live. He had despised being a kitten, powerless to change his own life, his future in the paws of whoever chose to take it in. "If you wan I can get you some herbs, but dreams go away when they feel like it. Nothing can change that."

[Rascally]

He nodded his head. And sighed when he said they could not get his sister bac. He sighed again. "Alright Stoneteller I would Like the herbs" He said. Shakily. He over to a warm spot and laid down waiting.

[Sheer]

"Here" Seth gruffly tossed a couple of thyme leaves. They weren't the best tasting herb in the world but it was suppose to have a calming effect. He wasn't sure, never had to take them himself, never had a nervous breakdown before. It was too late in the night, he wouldnt' tolerate any complaining about the herb's bitter taste.