Abducted(Open)

Braveclaw was out hunting,his scarred muzzle lifted to scent the air. "Wonder if there are and voles out today,"he mewed wistfully. "Haven't had vole for a long time." He looked over the moor,his light brown tabby-and-white pelt dull and matted.

Stormkit padded cautiously through the WindClan territory. His black (?) fur was turned brown when he fell into a large mud puddle a few fox-lengths back, it was so thick it left a print! His DarkClan scent was masked further than it already was when it got washed away by the rain. He'd snuck out from the nursery and somehow made it over there into these moorlands. It was hard for the young cat to hide here in the open lands of WindClan. He couldn't understand why they would like it here, no cover. All he could do was press his body against the ground and hope he just looked like a mound of dirt.

Why was this kit over here? Surely he wasn't hunting or anything, being too young to do so. He was helping the cause he was! His DarkClan mates had come over here in a raid, destroying whatever was left of the prey and destroying the clan. From what he heard they didn't get everything done, so he was here to finish the job! He was going to take down whatever prey was left here (the prey undoubtedly larger than him) and make this stupid clan weaker. He knew he couldn't go inside the camp, so he'd have to just stick with the small stuff. It didn't matter, helping was helping.

If he did a really good job he'd be known as a great part of the clan! Yeah! And then he could become leader! He mother would want him to do this, up in NightClan were she belonged. He jumped up at the thought, letting out a wail of excitement. Rookie mistake. He realized what he'd done when he landed back down. If he was heard one of those big warriors would fine him and he's be in huge trouble with Nightstar, he knew it. Hopefully none were there, but he thought he saw on when he made his silly bounce of joy.

OOC: Aren't kits stupid? XD

Braveclaw heard a yowl,carried to him on the breeze. He ran towards the sound,stopping in front of a mud-covered kit. "Who are you and why are you here?"he croaked,panting.

Stormkit looked up at the large warrior that came up to him. Wait... no, this was no warrior. This was just an elder who strayed a little too far from his den. He was panting like he'd run a thousand foxlengths! Still, he posed some kind of threat. Better not give out his name just in case they could link him to DarkClan. But what? If had to be something no other cat had. Something stupid too, like he came from one of those other clans.

"Uh," he started, looking up at the WindClan elder, "the names Slipkit...? And I'm... exploring...?" Yeah, that would work. Something completely idiotic like that. He'd probably think he was from one of those crazy clans like... say... ThunderClan or something.

"You shouldn't be out here! There might still be DarkClan cats lurking about."Braveclaw mewed,flicking his tail. His claws unsheathed. "Which Clan'r you from? I'll escort you back to yer borders."he offered.

Oh, man! Stormkit thought in his mind. He hadn't even gotten to get one piece of prey in this territory. His clanmates sure did a good job here. He didn't want to tell the cat his clan, but he'd have to so he won't get all suspicious. He'd have to make a run for it on the way. Maybe he can tell him to go to a clan that would force him to go through DarkClan territory so he can make his break. FireClan seemed to be the only option.

"FireClan..." he replied, looking down at his paws as if he was actually ashamed of coming here and putting himself in "danger". He was going to be fine.

"Alrighty,lets go."the elderly tom said,strolling past the young kit. "My name's Braveclaw,by the way."he mewed,tabby fur slicked flat. He flicked his one white ear and smiled back at Slipkit,showing yellow teeth.

Yeah... "Slipkit". Stormkit thought in his mind. What a silly cat. His brain must have died before he did. No mother in her right mind would name their kit Slipkit. That was utterly and completely stupid. But oh well, he believed it. If it worked this well he could use it as his alias for a lot of things.

He followed after the cat. He was having a hard time moving, though. His paws kept getting stuck in the thick mud that was too small to get the elders big feet in. It took him a few second to get his paw out. If this kept going on he'd be tired out in no time.

"Need some held there?"the elder purred,turning back. Braveclaw gently clenched Slipkit's scruff in his teeth,lifting him. He sagged forward,the kits weight almost too much for the elderly cat to bear.

"Thanks," Stormkit mumbled. He was greatful the old cat picked him up from the mud, but he was also mad. He didn't want this cat to pick him up and carry him around! He wasn't helpless. Oh well, at least he was going home.

Braveclaw padded on unsteady paws towards the FireClan border,his scrawny muscles tensed as he crossed the DarkClan border. "Be as quiet as you can."he muttered through the kit's fur,his neck aching from carrying him. Suddenly a familiar scent flooded his nose,and he froze. "Spiderfang!"

Yeah... quiet. He wasn't just going to be quiet, he was going to escape and get out of there. He just had to figure out how. He wasn't sure how to escape this cats jaws, not at all, and if they got all the way to FireClan... oh no. He had to find a way out.

He heard the old cats mew and sniffed the air. Yes, it was Spiderfang! She was here! Now he could get out of this cats clutched. Loudly he wailed and yowled, making all kinds of loud noises. He had to get that she-cats attention!

OOC: We should move this to DC. You can't RP in DC in WC, can ya? XD

OOC:ALRIGHT!!!!! I go make thread....NOW!!!!

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