Warriors: Choose Your Own Adventure (COMPLETE)

[Arcaii]

Choices:

1: Not safe
2: Not safe
3: Not safe
4: Safe
5: Safe
6: Not safe
7: Not safe

Roll says... 4: Safe.


"It's safe," you declare. You look up at Charlie to see if you were right.

She motions down the alley and gives you a smile. You straighten yourself up, stick your tongue out at her, and walk down the alley. You get past the first rash tan before something scuttles under your feet, making you stumble backwards.

It's a rat. A big, bristling rat, but a rat nonetheless. It stops, looking at you in surprise, before charging for the sidewalk and darting away. You sigh and stand back up from your sitting position.

"Not bad, kiddo," Charlie comments, strolling in after you. "You should've heard the rat moving around, though."

"I was distracted by the stink," you say, only half-joking. "My reflexes are slow today. I could've caught it by the time it came out at home."

"You don't wanna eat these ones." Charlie glances at the way the rat went. "They're always carrying something."

Experience +1.

You take a drink of water before you leave (tastes horrible, but you're too thirsty to care). The two of you head to another part of town - a place with smaller, more brightly colored houses that have patches of grass and strange plants out in front. You're ready to drop from exhaustion by the time Charlie announces that you're at another hideout.

This particular den is over a tall, thin line of wood called a fence. It takes an embarrassing amount of tries before you make it over, but you land in a leafy, shaded area which goes around the fence and borders a big blue pond of water. You don't even bother to drink or ask about food before you've flopped over in a corner, under the biggest patch of bright green leaves.

"I'm gunna go get some food," Charlie tells you. "Take it easy."

You're already asleep by the time she walks away.

You have a very vague dream of smudged faces and spider legs. You feel very small and scared, dragging yourself along with both back legs missing. Something is pulling you somewhere, and you're too weak to fight back. You're kind of certain that you wanted to go wherever it's taking you, anyway.

"Oi."

You lift your head blearily, thinking you hear your mentor's voice. The cat glaring at you is certainly not your mentor.

It's a big, aging dark brown tom with two nasty scars down his face. Every hair on his back is bristling, and his claws are out. Charlie is nowhere in sight.

"What do you think you're doing here?" he growls.


Well, sleeping, obviously.
I'm waiting for Charlie.
I'm resting. Is that your business?
I didn't know this was your territory.
Say nothing.

[agathokakologic]

"I didn't know that this was your territory," I mew, trying to sound as innocent as possible. Maybe I can weasel out of this...

[Greenleaf]

"I'm waiting for Charlie," I say, hoping my voice does not give away my nervousness. Hopefully the name of "the Queen of the streets" will dissuade this tom from doing anything... drastic.

[sweet tooth]

"I'm just waiting for Charlie!" I'm sure this Tom knows her...

[~Moony~]

"I didn't know this was your territory" You say sheepishly

[❤ Sunberry ❤]

"I'm waiting for Charlie," I state calmly, not even standing to speak to the tom before me. My heart is racing, but I don't want him to know how scared I am. Hopefully Charlie is who she says she is.

[Comettail76]

I reply, hoping the tom isn't hostile enough to attack despite what I say,"I'm waiting for Charlie."

[detective who.]

"I'm waiting for Charlie." It's likely this tom has heard of her, from what she's told me.

[abxy]

"I-I'm waiting f-for Cha-Charlie.."

[Arcaii]

Choices:

1: Didn't know
2: Waiting for Charlie
3: Waiting for Charlie
4: Didn't know
5: Waiting for Charlie
6: Waiting for Charlie
7: Waiting for Charlie
8: Waiting for Charlie

Roll says... 3: Waiting for Charlie.


"I'm just waiting for Charlie to come back, is all," you say quickly. "She left me here to go get food."

The tom fixes you with a hard stare. "Really now."

"Yes." You start to sit up, but he snarls and you stay down. "I'm new here, she's..." What was the phrase she used... "...showing me the ropes. She said this place was one of her spots."

"Showing you the ropes. Right." He bares his teeth. "How many of you runts do I have to drive off? These are my digs!"

"All digs are my digs," someone drawls from behind the fence. Charlie jumps on top of the fence before thudding down beside you. Her stumpy tail is curled. "And all runts are my runts. You know that."

He steps back, tail lashing. "I told you to quit bringing them around, Charlie!"

"Rules of the road, gramps." Even as she sits down, she's much bigger than this tom. "The boy's got free reign until he learns his business. You can tell everyone else - the three-legged kid's my property."

He starts to protest, but decides to scowl at you instead before stalking off. "Lucky you were telling the truth. Catch a nap in my yard, think you can just sleep wherever..."

Reputation +1.

You glance up at Charlie as the old tom storms away. She smirks at you and licks a paw to swipe over her head.


Am I property now?
Can I really go anywhere?
Thanks. Good timing.
Maybe we should leave his yard.
Say nothing.