Blind Wonderings

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Jaywing padded toward the huge tree in the heart of the clearing. Thoug he could not see the tree, he felt the break in the wind and felt the tempurature difference when he stepped into the shadows. His sightless blue eyes roamed the clearing as a soft breeze ran through his soft blue-grey fur.

"Why was I born into a world I can't even see?" Jaywing growled bitterly. "How can I be any use to anyone the way I am? My own mother didn't bother to name me!"

Jaywing cut off his grumbling when he caught the scent of an unfamiliar cat. It was a ThunderClan cat but not one he recognized which wasn't surprising. He had only been with ThunderClan for a short while. Jaywing's piercing blue gaze snapped toward the newcommer.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Jaywing growled, his fur bristling.

[•The Speedster•]

((is this for a certain person to post at?))

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

((kinda hoping for a she-cat that can put up with his sharp tongue but if u think u can brave the harsh Jaywing be my guest))

[•The Speedster•]

((well, would he be looking for a thunderclan she-cat... or a different clan cat...?))

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

((thunderclan i suppose, or maybe a rouge))

[•The Speedster•]

((ok!!!!!!))

[•The Speedster•]

[glow=darkblue,2,300]A lithe snowy and ginger shape scuttled its way down to the huge tree. She scitted behind the blind tom, then flung herself on him softly. "Boo!"[/glow]

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Jaywing let out a yowl of fright and nearly leapt out of his fur. He spun around, batting at whatever had landed on him. Luckily his claws only brushed the fur of whatever had jumped on him, knocking it softly to the ground. He had caught its scent and realized it was a kit, stopping himself from hurting the young one.

Jaywing scanned the area, turning his head left and right trying to find the kit again.

"Where'd you go?" Jaywing mumbled.

[•The Speedster•]

[glow=black,2,300]Cloverkit swept through the trees and around Jaywing, she whipped him along the back of his head, then gripped his tail with her tiny sharp teeth. "Gotcha!"


Out of the distance, came a beautiful white figure with a strong structure, but thin fur. "Aren't kits so fun to watch!?" The young white warrior blinked her eyes dearly, knowing that he couldn't see, but he could tell.[/glow]

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Jaywing was starting to panic. He felt eyes on him and pain was lancing up his spine from Cloverkit biting his tail. Jaywing lashed out at where he thought Cloverkit was, actually catching her lightly with his claws and knocking her away. Jaywing quickly curled his tail close. He still felt a piercing gaze on him but focused on the kit first.

"Now knock it off" Jaywing said sternly. "I'm sure your mother wouldn't like you teasing poor blind cats."

[•The Speedster•]

[glow=blue,2,300]The small ginger and white kit stared helplessly at the tom, then started to cry. "I have no mother..." she whispered to herself very softly.

"How could you!" the white warrior smacked the blind tom with her sheathed paws. "How could you make a helpless litle kit cry!" She gazed at him with her peircing orbs, hoping he could tell she held pity against him.[/glow]

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Jaywing snarled, taking several steps back, glaring from where the kit was whining to the glaring warrior. Her gaze made his pelt prickle though he couldn't see her. He lashed his tail furiously. All he had wanted to do was hunt now he had a wailing kit and a troublesome warrior breathing down his neck. Jaywing let out a frustrated growl.

"It's not my fault that foolish kit is running around unchecked and getting what she deserves to misbehaving" Jaywing countered sharply. "As for you, you can scuttle back to the nursery, take that wailing furball with you."

Jaywing's patience were shot and he was starting to feel trapped even though there was only one warrior and a young kit facing him.

[•The Speedster•]

[glow=black,2,300]"Well, for your concern, this is not my kit! Second of all, I am a WARRIOR! Not a mouse-brained nusery queen!" Then her gaze settled, and she sighed and took a deep breath. "Look, no one ment to hurt you. Kits are kits, and all they do is play." She rested her tail along the young toms shoulders. "You see, I came here to relax, because I get stressed out at camp with all the noise. So if you are going to start whining like you are the little kit, then you can just go on back to camp, mister fuzzy-fur!"[/glow]

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Jaywing shrugged the warrior off and stalked toward the forest. "I don't need your pity and I don't need you telling me what to do. I've lived this long, some useless kit isn't gonna kill me. Just get it back to camp."

Jaywing stalked away, not caring if either of them followed him. His tail tip was flicking angrily. He could feel the pity and sympathy coming off of that she-cat and it was driving him crazy. Every cat he met acted that way and it was enfuriating.

[•The Speedster•]

[glow=black,2,300]Icemoon turned toward Jaywing, then back at Cloverkit. "Hey Cloverkit, can you go back to camp?"

"No! No one there likes me!" the reply came.

"Hey, guess what I heard?"

"What!?" Cloverkit cocked her head.

"Oh, you wouldn't want to know... Its something back at camp," the she-cat tried to persuade the little one.

"No! I'll go back to camp if you tell me! I promise!" Cloverkit fell for it.

The ghostly she-cat rolled her eyes. "Um... I heard that your mother was gonna let you and all your siblings try real fresh-kill!"

"Oh!!! I've always waited for this day!" Cloverkit zoomed back to camp as fast as a cheetah.

"Those old tricks always work on kits!" Icemoon laughed. Then she flung her head up. "Jaywing," she muttered under her breath. She trotted after the visionless warrior. "Look, Jaywing. I was just trying to help. Hey, what would be good for you? Do you want me to leave, or would you like me to stay? I don't really care at the point, just what ever you want."[/glow]