Moon 14, part 1
Trying out a first-person pov for this one!
Oh. Hi. I… I thought I was alone. But I guess not. Whatever. My name’s Stingerpaw, and I only needed one friend. She looks and acts a little strange, but no one has questioned her. So I haven’t.
She told me about… Lightclan. But that doesn’t sound right. There were only 3 leaders on the tree during the gatherings. Never a fourth. So that’s why I’m here, traveling on the beach, avoiding the sharp stones until my paws hit the grass.
I’m starting to wonder if my friend was a little mouse-brained. I don’t see a camp here. Just grass, flowers, and the occasional tree or bush or den spanning across thousands of tail-lengths. Maybe I should…
“I’m telling you, I sensed it! This could be our shot!”
Sensed..? That molly really can’t say “smelled” like a normal cat? I decided to hide in a bush to have a better look.
There were two cats. A ginger and what I think Bulbclan calls a “tuxedo,” wherever that term came from. And why are there herbs around her paws? She’s… not even sniffing. How is she-
“Crevasserise, get over here! I swear I’m not going crazy again!”
She’s getting way too close for my comfort, but if I move, I’ll blow it! Why did my friend lead me here? Can I even call her that now?
The strange cat poked her head into the bushes, and me, really not liking being around more than one cat at a time, swiped at her. Unfortunately, her groans of pain alerted the other cat, who approached as well.
“Back. Off.” I managed to muster. Stars, my threat almost sounded like I was choking on a prey bone and trying to keep it silent! At least, I think that’s what it sounded like.
The “tuxedo” just smiled despite her minor bleeding. “Hey, do you know where your Clan is? This is Lightclan territory.”
Stars, I wanted to claw her so bad, I’ll make her into my own bedding! But… that voice of hers. I relaxed without even realizing that I was relaxing. What kind of…
“Sorry. A stupid friend decided to lead me here. Why did she even-“
“What does your friend look like?”
“Oh, she’s fluffy. Her pelt’s kinda like water. You know how you can see through water but kind of not at the same time?”
The “tuxedo” turned to the other cat and whispered something in his ear. What, am I going to be chastised for doing this? Probably. I’m still an apprentice, stars damn it! The other cat nodded and then spoke to me.
“Hey… how much do you like Bulbclan?”
“Not at all. I could do a better job leading than DIRTSTAR! But I don’t really see how you’d be much bet-“
The “tuxedo” undid the herbs on one of her paws, and mist came spilling out of the cracks between her pads. I should have ran… I was taught to run or fight or do anything… but… I was mesmerized. I must have agreed to go with these strange cats, because… the next thing I knew: I had a new home.
Apparently I’m the only apprentice in this Clan, and my mentor’s the deputy. I guess it could be worse. Even though I don’t understand what’s going on.
Stingerpaw has joined the Clan.
Magic is returning…
Skuashriek has enough energy for the day again.
(Stingerpaw: A long-furred chubby orange she-cat with a darker stripe down thons back (C-class Esper (can see ghosts), Pronouns: thon/thon/thons/thonself))
(Crevasserise: A short-furred orange rosette tom)
(Skuashriek: A long-furred black and white she-cat with mist gathering at her paws (B-class Guide, PC: Lunar Shifter))
Note: In-game, Stingerpaw just has the ghost skill. It also happened to be so that C and B-class astral projection powers can produce the text “can see ghosts” as the power.