Loner Plot Part 2

[Yoko]

((Kay, so on this thread I need, Lightningclaw, Snaketail, Snowy, Riley Bones, Flowersky, Josy, October, Pann, Ciar + Nyx, Near +Far. This is basically the lay down of the plan and hint vaguely at rewards.))

Snaketail waited quietly in the center of a two-leg garden. These two-legs had no dog, he had made doubly sure. And luckily, they seemed to have quite a few squirrels. Snaketail eyed the small pile of fresh-kill he had made for their volunteers. He hoped there was enough for every cat. As he sat in the early night, beneath a tree that barely allowed the starlight to pass, the tall tabby wondered where his lovely partner had gone. Perhaps she had grown more comfortable with the two-leg place and was exploring on her own, he thought wistfully, with a dash of doubt that this was true.

Well, he would wait for her arrival before unfurling their brilliant plan. Of course, Snaketail lacked Lizardeye's masterful eye, but he knew cat society unlike any other. And so that is what his plan was based upon. He waited for their first arrival, hoping vaguely that it was a she-cat, tail wrapped around his paws.

[Mousy]

"Keep up, Far!" Near snapped over his shoulder as he jumped the fence to visit a friend, who he wanted Far to meet. To tell the truth, he didn't really think that dragging his sister here was the best idea he ever had, but, then again, it wasn't the worst idea, either. He noted, however, that Far was getting somewhat wider, for some reason... well, whatever. It was greenleaf; food had been abundant lately.

The small white tom lead the way over the fence, jumping, finally, on to a fence-post, and then giving his sister a moment to catch up. As he wated for Far to catch up, he licked his right paw and brought it over his ear. As Far dragged herself up on to the fence - on something like her fifth attempt - the little white tom chuckled, licking his sister's ear.

"You're getting old, Far!" he giggled. She purred, batting him with her nose, and then tipped her head on one side as she scented the air. Near scented the air, and then he smelt it too. "Smells kinda like... ShadowClan," he said, and then looked down in to the garden. "Hey! Harry! Are you coming outside, or do we need to come in and get you?!" he called jokingly, and then he spotted something.

The something was a large tabby cat, with amber-green eyes and a thick, fuzzy tail, kind of like a snake. He snarled at the cat, nudging Far back anxiously.

"Hey! You!" He paused, narrowing his eyes and fluffing up his fur to make himself look older. "Yeah, I'm talkin' to you! What are you doing in my frind Harry's garden?!" he yelled, jumping off the fence and standing face to... well, face to chest to this other cat (what? He was small, and snake-cat cat was big).

Far was the next down in to the garden, bit a bit more cautiously than her older brother. She stood behind him, relying almost entirely on his protection if this cat was fierce.

"Y-you smell of... of ShadowClan," she mewed softly. "Do-do you happen to know a cat called Fireshadow? And if you do, could you tell us if she's well?"

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[Yoko]

Snaketail smirked coolly at the first arrivals. They weren't formally invited, unless of course Lightningclaw was doing some late recruitment. It didn't much matter. They fit the description of the sort of cats they were to look for. He stifled a purr deep in his chest. The small white tom had guts that was for sure, but his attention had already shifted to the she-cat who was rather round. The way her belly slightly shifted when she moved. He doubted she was just fat.

"Ahh, I suppose I am taking up someone's space no matter which garden I choose," he gave a little bow, so his eyes were temporarily level with the white tom. "The name is Snaketail and I'm of ShadowClan. I've borrowed your friend's garden just for a little get together. To discuss some plans for our little expedition. You're welcome to stay and listen if you please."

He pawed the small pile of fresh-kill.

"Have some fresh-kill if it suits your fancy. I would invite you to join our little adventure, but I'm afraid it's against my better nature to put a pregnant she-cat in harm's way."

He nodded in Far's direction and even winked an amber eye.

[Mousy]

"Oh, I thought you were ShadowClan. I know some of you because... well, that's not important right now," Near mewed chipperly, backing away from Snaketail. "Oh, and thanks, but no thanks. We ate before we set out, right, Far?"

"Huh? Oh, we did, yes," Far mewed, nodding and Snaketail.

Now that he thought about it, Near realized that he had seen him somewhere before. After wracking his brain, he realized where.

"Oh! Right! You're Toadpelt's cousin, aren't you? We know him because this tom called Swiftstorm looks after us, and he knows a she-cat called Fireshadow, and she's friends with Toadpelt," Near explained. It wasn't like him to speak so much, and Far sat beside her brother with her head on one side, looking at Snaketail with a slight smile. He seemed like a nice enough cat; most other Clan cats would have ripped his throat out or similar when he had a sudden attack of bravery.

"...it's against my better nature to put a pregnant she-cat in harm's way."

Wait.

What?

"Pr-pregnant?"

Well, that wasn't what he had set out to discover.

Near looked over at his sister, and then back at Snaketail. Far was looking anxiously away from him and down at the ground, and... well, Near couldn't quite read Snaketail's expression. Clan cats were... ugh, they were so tactless.

"Far, why didn't you...?"

"I didn't know..." Far replied in a small voice. Near sighed and sat beside his sister.

"Well, whatever," he said gently. "You're still my little sister, and as your older brother, I have a responsibility to look after you." He paused and chuckled. "I would have prefered not to have found out from some random tom who happened to be lurking in my friend's garden, but still."

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[Yoko]

The tall tabby quirked an eyebrow. That was a long way around to get to know someone. It discomforted him a bit, to know that the Clans were so well known by loners and rogues, especially ShadowClan. Swiftstorm, Fireshadow, and Toadpelt, and now me hmmm? Well, they didn't seem to be too much of a danger, but he had a strong feeling this wouldn't be the last time that he saw them.

Snaketail raised a paw and covered his mouth, effectively hiding a small smile. "Ahh, sorry about that. I thought it was pretty obvious. Anyway, better to know now than to find out when the kits arrive, yes? In any case, my offer stands."

He went back to his silent watch, wondering where Lightningclaw had wandered off to. And where where the others he had invited. If it came down to it, he really would have to persuade Near and his pregnant sister to go, under promises of rewards of course.

[hedgie]

Run, you idiot! Frantically, a swift-moving, golden tom raced down an alleyway, a half-grilled fish hanging from his mouth. someone had been out grilling in the warmer weather, and Riley had taken advantage of the two-leg's distracted nature. It was a good way to get a bite to eat when one didn't want to invade Clan territory. He had gulped down what he could, until he'd been discovered. Thing had been thrown at him. Flip-flops, plastic cups, and plastic utensils just to name a few things, and after getting clipped on the ear by a flying shoe...

He was off.

Sprinting down alleyways, leaping over fences and diving under dormant monsters...he did everything in his power to get away. Eventually, he was perched carefully on a well-maintained fence, ears perked for the sounds of his pursuers, if they were still chasing, when a familiar scent reached him."Shadowclan?" What in the world would a Shadowclan cat be doing the whole way out here? Intrigued, he walked along the fence, until he was perched above the yard where the source of the scent resided. Well...that was um..one of those brothers, wasn't it? He'd been young when the Clan had booted him out, but he was still clear with most of their names.

Except those three looked so close half the time, he hadn't been able to tell them apart in the first place. to be truthful, they'd been just a little unsettling, and he hadn't gotten around to knowing them real well...so it was completely understandable if he couldn't quite put his paw on a name.

Eh..whichever one it was, he wasn't alone..he seemed to be friendly or at least he was acting that way, and he had food. Riley lept down from the fence, landing gracefully behind the two smaller cats, a sibling pair by the sound of it. How interesting...

"I do hate to interrupt, but would anyone mind telling me what this little get-together's about? i seemed to have missed something."