(adderstripe/npc)
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There were some nights where Adderstripe felt lonely, a type of loneliness that he wasn’t sure any other cat would understand. He often had restless nights, where he would close his eyes and sleep would refuse to overtake him. It became a normal occurrence near the end of his apprenticeship after he lost his best friend. Some wounds never truly heal; a lesson he had learned the hard way.
Adderstripe wasn’t quite sure what drew him to the city; he had intended to only go for a short walk under the stars, but his paws had carried him all the way to the barrens. He could see the lights of the city beyond the trees, and couldn’t help but wonder if anyone there felt the same loneliness he did. Adderstripe had been to the city before, on one of the Clan’s many trips to search for potential warriors after the plague that left only a few cats alive. But he had never been there alone, and he knew how dangerous it was to roam the city streets without some cat to have your back.
He had made up his mind to turn around and return home when a commotion in a nearby tree startled him. Adderstripe looked up to see the large eyes of an owl staring back at him, its wings outstretched as it prepared to take off. Adderstripe instantly unsheathed his claws as the owl swooped down. He braced himself to feel its sharp talons rip through his skin, but it never happened. His fur rustled as the owl glided just above him, then rose to the sky and flew off in the direction of the city.
Adderstripe’s heart thudded in his chest as he watched the bird disappear from sight. A thought crossed his mind- was this a sign from the Spirits? Had they sent the owl to guide him to the city? He glanced up at the stars, wondering if they were looking down at him. Adderstripe took a deep breath, then began to make his way to the city. He knew there was no way he would go to sleep that night, he might as well do something interesting.
He took the same route that the Clan did when they visited the city, planning to stick to the somewhat familiar alleyways and relatively quiet streets. Adderstripe wrinkled his nose as the overwhelming scents and noises of the city washed over him. He couldn’t imagine how the city cats could stand living there, but he supposed the city cats couldn’t imagine how he lived in the woods.
He had been walking only a few minutes before he picked up the scent of another cat nearby. A lone she-cat perched on a fence, gazing up at the night sky. She seemed totally oblivious to the world around her, not stirring as Adderstripe approached. He wondered if she believed in the Spirits, or something like them.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Adderstripe jumped as she spoke, not expecting her to realize he was there. The she-cat glanced down at him, her bright eyes sparkling.
“We just moved here,” the she-cat continued as though she and Adderstripe were old friends catching up after not seeing each other for a long time. “We used to live in the center of the city, and I could almost never see the stars! It’s so much better out here!”
“You mean it gets worse?” Adderstripe had only ever ventured to the outskirts of the city; he couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be so far into the city he couldn’t see the stars.
The she-cat twitched her whiskers in amusement. “It’s different. Though I bet a wild cat like you would consider it hell on earth.”
Adderstripe snorted. “I just don’t understand how you can stand it here. Wait, how did you know I’m a wild cat?”
“You smell like the forest. I don’t know how you stand to live in the wild. Having to hunt for your own food, not having a warm home in the winter, not to mention you don’t get tuna at night!” She let out a small laugh. “Now that’s not a life I’m willing to live!”
“I guess that’s fair,” Adderstripe murmured, though he still wasn’t convinced that a cat could ever truly be happy if it wasn’t wild and free.
“Why are you here then, if you hate it so much?” The she-cat asked.
“I-” Adderstripe frowned, realizing he couldn’t answer her question. “I don’t really know. I couldn’t sleep, and my paws carried me here for some reason.”
“That happens to me sometimes,” she meowed sympathetically. “Perhaps I could show you around my neighborhood? Maybe then you’ll see that isn’t so bad here, and you’ll be tired enough to go to sleep when you go home.”
“Well, I…” Adderstripe hesitated, but as he met the she-cat’s gaze he found it hard to refuse her offer. “Okay. Lead the way.”
“Follow me, wildcat,” she beckoned him to join her on the fence.
“I only have until dawn,” Adderstripe warned, leaping up onto the fence beside her.
She offered him a mischievous smile. “All we need is tonight.”
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The sun was just peeking over the horizon as Adderstripe made his way back home. It wasn’t until he crossed the border did he realize he didn’t even know the she-cat’s name. She had never asked his name, and he had never asked for hers. Perhaps it was better that way. He would probably never see the she-cat again, at least that’s what he told himself. How wrong he was.