Cats of the country and Mountains; (Invite only)

[Alpha*]

"And why would this matter to me?" is replied. "The star-pelted cats who oft visit me mean nothing to me, and I sincerley doubt that YOU have met them in more than hushed-passed-on kit tales." A pause with flicked ears; wishing there was a she-cat who would not be flabergasted and aqward by his voice and scent.. for once. Never.. The wind has shifted slightly, blowing his scent into the dubbed sacred cave. "Why does it matter to me? You don't even know my name." the silvery tom that seems more ghost than real turns - and begins to pad away from her like she doesn't matter to him. Then again, none do... not even his brother really it would seem. At another voice, so close, and supposed to be reassuring he turns easilly with a feril, dangerious smile on his scarred muzzle: "No. At least, no more than you are Stone-Teller." is rumbled softly. "I prefer my own ways, then those pathetic excuses for ghost-ancestors bother me less. Now, what do you want of me?" eyes are narrowed a fraction.

[bluecollie]

"To take your cats and leave..." SNarled Stoneteller f\growling before spinning around and leaving. ater blinked in shook, but mae no effort to move.

[Alpha*]

"I actually did come for a reason." the silvery tom says with a flick of his ears and blue eyes that dance like a river in sunlight betraying his humor. "They arn't mine, nothing but what I have on me right now is... however,... winter is comming and.. I have duties. My name is Fallen, my brother is Sun and I travel with a few cats that are.. as of yet, not a Clan. Vanilla, Banes'-mate, is expectant, soon.. and for all of us, we can barely stay fed. I was... wondering.. if perhaps we might join your Tribe as simple hunters, and simple guards as you call them. I... I have been a healer, and a killer all my days. I would prove myself if necsisary to you; my kin is a Hunter and swimmer, climber and reasonably silent on his paws. He is better with words than I and... you would find that he is... reasonable." The fact that he has gotten a rise out of the healer-spiritual-and-leader makes his throat tickle like he wants to laugh. "I wanted to see what sort of cat you were Stone-Teller before I proposed my idea. Were you soft? Perhaps at times, but today I see fire. I have been watching you all many moons. I will return at dusk.." Once more does the wind shift and with it he is gone, leaving four paw-prints in a tad bit of sand and nothing more since the rest is stone - even his scent is gone in mere moments.

[bluecollie]

Water stared in awe.

Stone teller yowled; "We don't want your kind here!" Into the shadows.

[Alpha*]

It is only a few minutes after the silver tom appears that one who is different like fire from ice shows up in the cave - and stands a yard away from Water that Runs down Cliff and he smiles - green eyes glowing. "Excuse me? My name is Sun, and.. you probably don't know who I am or who I happen to be with but I am looking for a silver tom, my brother.. he has blue eyes. Have you seen him? "

[bluecollie]

Water blinked her own blue eyes, and her silvery pelt ruffled; "Yes... i have... he was here just a minute ago, but he's not here now!" she snapped, irritation overflowing. Suddenly a yowl sounded from above the cave;

"ATTACK!" A huge mottled brown tom leaped from some hidden niche hidden in the cliff face. Yowling, he landed squarly on Sun's shoulders. His claws tearing into his pelt. Yowling more cats streamed down from the rock face, leaping towards Sun, trying to drag him towards the cliff's edge. Water yowled in shock, and tried to drag thetom off Sun, hissing the tom fell back, lunging at her, and sending her fling toward's the edge.

She fell with a piercing screech.

(she's actually hanging onto a ledge a little way down)

[Alpha*]

"Oh! Thank you, I sure hope he didn't offe--" had been being said in his warm warm, deep tones. Then, Sun shrieks in terror when they attack and grip him- he has never been a warrior - despite his brawn and the golden one holds tightly to a rock (it is all he Can, or maybe is willing to do) as they attack him, knowing (with green eyes squeezed tightly shut) that unless by some miracle his twin appears he would be dead benieth the falls in a few minutes. He could swim, but not that well, and could fight - but against that many? Never. Not him. But the other?......Stars! Help me!

That same, strange male had been on a ledge inside the cave where no cat-scent had been, watching. Then.. his brother. "Water-Falling-Down-Cliff!" is breathed as he slips down the smooth stone with almost unnaturally large paws and stoops over her as she barely holds to the smooth, wet ledge- gripping her scruff and heaving the other silver, this one she-cat who means, or maybe has never meant harm to him or his, to safety, "Watch your paws she-cat, your life belongs to me." is whispered in her ear; before leaping away. He leaves his sweet scent on her ruffled-now pelt - and the sting of too-long fangs in her neck-skin (not intentional, he'd been gentle.. and also not). Fallen batters the 'guard' cats away nimbly and with terrible force, "Stay away from him." is told with blue eyes darkening except for thin streaks that look like lightning and snarls as he stands over his brother a moment before pacing a step infront - facing Shadow. "You touch my brother again, and I will personally send you to the Ancestors as fish-bait Shadow-between-Stars, that no Homage may be paid you. You sure that you want this?" is said sweetly, cooley.

[ghostie..]

Shadow blinked at the apparent threat, he had done nothing. In fact, he had stepped forward to speak when Stone Teller ordered the attack. Fighting wouldn't solve anything, only result in a war and many deaths. He lowered his ears to his skull, growling. "Threaten me again, and I will show you why I am a Cave-Guard, and you are a mere hunter." Is his snap back, and Shadow-That-Flickers-Through-Stars decided he didn't like this tom. He shook his head, looking to the one who introduced himself as Sun. "I apologize for my tribe's behavior, Sun-who-has-red-fur. Allow me to talk to them, return to your friends. After we have met a decision, I will find you." He dips his head in an apologetic gesture, his ears burning with embarrassment for the way his Stone-Teller had acted.

Fawn only had time to shriek before another tom knocked the molted pelt off of Sun, and she scrambled backwards behind the toms. She wasn't a fighter, she'd only had a few lessons. She watched as Fallen threatened one of the cats who had remained uninvolved, and as he threatened right back. Gulping quietly, she crept forward a bit to hear what he had to say. Apologizing? That wasn't what she had expected... Was he allowed to do that? By the way his leader bristled, she could say he wasn't.

[Alpha*]

That temper and deadly cast to blue eyes disipates a moment later, after the words. "I am sorry, I mean him
(insert a point of his left front paw) not you, Shadow-Which-Flickers-Between-Stars, that one, with the molted pelt who attacked a Hunter - my kin - when a warrior of the Shadow-Clan stands right here - one who meant no threat and cast a she-cat, a fellow Tribe-member who upheld the Codes, Water-over-Cliff over the edge, almost to her doom were I not to have spared her by dragging her back up before attending SunRise. My appologies - I am often confused when it comes to names and ranks - I know few of you, and not a one is... mine to tend, though I am no hunter, I can and if I need, I will prove that I am the lead fighter in this group." the distress for the blood-smell of his kin which burns his nose flashes over him as he pulls his twin onto his shoulders with a paw and teeth, a shrug and jerk - like a large-cat would its kill, like one returning the dead to their comrads. "Come Fawn, I must find herbs before dusk, and we want no trouble with those who mean us no harm." a flick of ears and tail because now the appology is said it means little to him, or perhaps the world and that would never be admitted - he rarely appologizes, infact.. only does so when it is really important that he to do so. Like now. "I just want my kin and those under my charge safe, as your Stone Teller does, I came in peace but mark my words though I leave once more in it I condem some of you for what you have done." the words are soft and terribly powerful- a few cats he had injured (some alot worse than others) shiver, others too. Before padding away on his now laden paws a kit toddles up to him and the large male smiles - dipping his head as the mother-cat gasps in raw terror of what he would do. In a sweet, kind tone, "Little one, I don't think your Tribe mates approve of your and I's nearness, go you, to your... mother and be safe. May Star-Clan and the Ancestors -for how different are they really? - watch over you." a tender lick of its ears and a tiny, gentle nudge before the kit smiles a farewell and moves ungracefully away.

"Mama! Mama I wanna be like him! He looks like FeatherTail! I wanna be like Him!" is yowled by her at the top of tiny lungs.Sweetness lingers as that strange gaze is drawn too it as the male lifts his head though it is gone, FeatherTail might be my mother... but... I am not like her. You don't wanna be... like me. is mentally whispered.

Sun struggles briefly and is cut off by the silver one immediately, "Sit still, I don't want you bleeding to death before I fix those wounds you silly bat, what were you thinking coming here alone Mr cant-get-blood-on-my pelt, hmm?" a pause, "Excuse us." hardness returns to him and with a sweep of his tail - which ends on Fawns' shoulder - he turns and pads out - wary and ready to kill once more - the kit... still hidden but on his mind.

Sun offers a nervious nod to the Tribe, mostly to Water and Shadow, partially because of his brother, partially because of pain and fear. "I am sorry for.. for Fallen.. he.. he means well.." is whispered. Green eyes are tiered and agonized as he watches before shutting them so as to conserve energy and to begin healing. The truth is, now he wants no part of them. "Why did you spare that tom, why did you save Water? They.. they meant nothing to you Fallen.." is murmmered by the golden-red male.

"Because it was the right thing to Do. They followed orders."


"Water wasn't attacking.."

The silver one shakes his head in the last light of a dieing afternoon before the trio dissapear, "Because I have had my fill of the blood of the innocent."

[ghostie..]

(I... have literally no idea what is going on right now)

Fawn blinks before following after Sun and Fallen, lagging a bit behind. After all, they were kin and nothing is closer than that. She watches their back paws as she moves, wondering what role she plays. Fallen was to be their healer, and she couldn't fight or take a life. Her life was herbs, and now that was Fallen's duty she guessed. Sun was the obvious leader, Bane... a deputy, maybe? If not, a warrior. Vanilla with him, and their kits.. first ever born to the clan. But she was useless. She glanced up at Fallen, looking him over before doing the same to Sun. They could kill, but she couldn't. Would they understand?

Shadow flicks his tail, watching the others disappear past before looking to the Stone Teller and Water, insuring their health. Those clan cats... They don't know the land. The best hunting spots, or the clear steams. Someone would have to tell them, and if it wasn't Stone Teller, it'd be him. He wasn't going to bring Water into it either. She was innocent and upheld their laws. He wasn't too happy about the small skirmish, but he would handle the hunter later.