This is for you, Owlish

[Petrichor]

Alright, I could use a quick post. I'm admittedly not used to going without a character already established in a profile, but I have an idea. Let's do this, I guess.

Cloudfrost stepped silently around the upper grounds of ShadowClan territory. Or, at least, the mirror of them. She still wasn't used to looking down and seeing stars in her pelt, or the fact that there was never a lack of prey. The grey tabby had half-expected to wind up in the Dark Forest, but it seemed that the very end of her life had redeemed her. At least, that was what she was told. A small wind blew, not enough to chill, but enough to make things seem lively. Ha, lively... what a word to use when the world around you is dead. StarClan, surprisingly, could be really quiet; sometimes Cloudfrost wondered if she was actually in the Dark Forest and only being fooled into thinking she was in StarClan, but she had met too many actually good cats to be convinced of that. Plus, why would StarClan focus their attention on fooling her rather than the living cats? They mattered, too. The ground under her paws felt as real as it did when she was alive, but the warrior of StarClan still couldn't help but remind herself that, in a way, it wasn't. Not to her. She didn't know what was going on with ShadowClan. Whether Littlecloud had managed to find another friend. How Soilpaw was doing."I'm so lonely," the ex-ShadowClan cat whispered as she laid down, tucking her front paws underneath her chest. She was in StarClan, so why wasn't she happy?

[owlishdragon11]

(I'm so sorry I didn't notice this!!!!!!!)

Dexter walked cautiously through the unfamiliar, confusing landscape. He wasn't quite sure how he had had ended up here. He had pulled Rebekah out of the way of the huge monster, screaming for StarClan to save him, then a sharp pain and he had woken up here. StarClan, Rebekah had told him about StarClan.
When Rebekah had met a clan cat, Lightfur, she had come to believe in the ancestors of cats living on in StarClan. She had tried to convince Dexter to believe in them but he figured if they really were that great they wouldn't have let the Twolegs do what they did to him. Finally she started to convince him but he had never fully decided. He wondered if he had chosen belief in that moment before the monster hit.
The truth hit him like a fallen nut.
"I'm dead. I'm in StarClan."
He wondered if he was the first rogue to ever be in StarClan. Then his mind wandered to Rebekah, missing her already. He was afraid she would go crazy without him. Suddenly he pulled up short, suckingin a breath as he saw a beautiful she-cat laying down, back to him. He ran fward, ignoring all former caution.

[Petrichor]

The grey tabby replied instinctively as she heard the sound of pawsteps running towards her, jumping up and puffing the fur on her back. She had been fighting too long, expecting an ambush. She was just about to jump at the sudden surprise when she remembered that she was in StarClan, so there was probably a non-violent reason that she was being approached. Cloudfrost took the effort to smooth down her fur and sit down, trying not to look as nervous and suspicious of everything as she felt. As she looked her companion over, her eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't look like a Clan cat. Had he taken a wrong turn? Wait, if there was a non-Clan cat here, did that mean that there was an afterlife for cats outside the Clans? Well, she'd have to ask all that later. "Who are you, and why did you run at me like a fox was on your tail?" Well, the ex-ShadowClan warrior wasn't perfect at diplomacy yet, but at least she was talking again.

[owlishdragon11]

Dexter almost laughed then stopped himself, not wanting to seem like a psycho.
"Because you're pretty....much the only cat I've seen here. My name is Dexter."
He smoothed out the silvery mane around his neck, realizing the whole black stripe down his back had puffe up when she almost attacked him. He almost licked a paw before thinking again and growling softly at the metal contraption on it.

[Petrichor]

Cloudfrost couldn't help but relax a bit as she took in the arrogant ass in front of her. Who did he think he was, Frosttalon? "Uh-huh," she drawled out, emphasizing that she'd noticed the pause. But, at least he'd given her a strand of something to talk about. "Yeah, StarClan, for all the tales of meeting your old friends and being happy and all, is pretty big, empty, and boring. Well, at least big and boring -- I see cats out of the corner of my eyes from time to time, but they never approach me." In fact, that brought her to something else. "Were you a near-reject, too? I didn't think I'd get into StarClan, to be honest. Maybe that's why they're not talking to me or you. You don't look like a Clan cat, at least. How'd you get here? And Dexter? Who named you that?" The she-cat stood up, dulling her gaze a bit as she paced around him. "What's that thing on your paw?" That was probably the most interesting thing. It was shiny, and grey. Did it do something?

[owlishdragon11]

He rolled his eyes.
"You clan cats ask too many questions."
He sat down calmly, taking his time, and fiddled absentmindedly with the twoleg things on both of his front paws.
"I am what you would call a rogue. I am honestly not sure how I got into StarClan. My sister, Rebekah, told me about them but I was never really sure I believed in it. Here I am though. My mom named me Silver, for obvious reasons, but let me choose between that and whatever the twolegs called me. We lived in captivity then, by twolegs with long white material on their bodies but no fur on their heads. They called me Dexter and I chose that as my name. I lived with them a long time and understand some of their language. They called themselves 'scientists' and they said they were 'experimenting' on us. There were about fifty of us cats there."
He stopped for a moment, remembering what happened.
"One day they took our mom from us and we never saw her again. Rebekah was let free for some reason but they took me to a different room where they did horrible things to me. I didn't think twolegs were advanced enough to do this stuff but they've learned a lot, and faster than I'd imagined. These metal things on my claws are just the start of it. I thimk they were trying to make me more dangerous, maybe to fight something for them once they'd done it to a lot of us. For example, these on my paws connect under my skin higher up my leg so I can't tak them off without maiming my leg. If I unsheath my own claws, it will unsheath six claws all around it that are bigger and sharper even than our natural claws. They also gave me this spike on the end of my tail that, as far as I can tell, is full of poison.

[Petrichor]

Cloudfrost would not be out eye-rolled. "We wouldn't ask questions if you non-Clan cats didn't just stand there and stare. We have to ask to get you to talk," she retaliated slightly, her voice sarcastic, yet warm; she had missed banter like this. Rogue. That was the word. The ex-warrior had just begun to sink in and envision Dexter's story when the word "twoleg" threw her off. She felt like she had heard it before, whispered among StarClan, but she didn't know what it meant. She began to pile up questions as her companion rambled on, unfortunately proving him right when he came to a halt. "What? What is a twoleg? And why would these... 'scientists'..." Cloudfrost asked, slightly disturbed and intrigued as she cycled back around, looking at the spike on Dexter's tail. So he was like a BloodClan cat, but his venom came out of his tail like a scorpion? The claws were interesting, but not as much as the venom-tail. "What did they do? I don't know any animal that could be so... precise... except maybe spiders. But those have eight legs, and aren't very intelligent." The she-cat shook her head, confused. "Are you sure you didn't take a wrong turn somewhere, rogue? Because you might as well be speaking badger to me."

[owlishdragon11]

He almost groaned but caught himself, not wanting to anger this new friend.
"Twolegs are tall creatures, standing on my hind legs I would barely be a third of the height of the taller ones. They stand on only two legs and can pick things up with two other legs higher up on their bodies. At first I thought their fur changed everyday, but then I noticed that they seemed to be able to pull off their fur, like a snake shedding its skin. I think they wear some sort of covering because most of them have almost no fur on their bodies. They seem stupid and slow and clumsy but they must be far more intelligent than they look. They have flat, round faces and the only way I could reliably tell them apart was the length of the fur on their heads. They live far from here, and you should be glad because they have huge monsters made out of the same stuff as these claws that can flatten a cat if it hits you. I ddon't understand why they did this, not to mention how, but if they ever found all of the clan cats, I fear many of them would come out much worse than I did. Any other questions? Because I'm going to ask one if my own. You haven't told me your name yet and I've told you almost my entire life."

[Petrichor]

Every word that Dexter used to "explain" these... twolegs... confused her. She wouldn't bother to ask him to explain further, though. He obviously didn't like talking about it. Cloudfrost gave a smirk, however, as he complained about having told his life while she hadn't given her name. She still had it. "Cloudfrost. My name is Cloudfrost. I lived in ShadowClan." Now it was Dexter's turn to ask the questions. And maybe she could show him a thing or two about not giving your entire life away.

[owlishdragon11]

"I'm going to be a clan cat for a moment." He smirked. "What? ShadowClan? Who named you Cloudfrost? That's a weird name. What's a clan? What's a shadow? Is the sky blue? Seriously though, I haven't heard if ShadowClan, just RiverClan and SkyClan. I don't know much about you clannies."

[Petrichor]

"Ha ha ha," Cloudfrost responded to his idiotic question. "Let's see. ShadowClan is the underground one, which is probably why you haven't heard of it. We live in tunnels, in the darkness. I think that's why we have the name. My mother gave me the 'cloud' part, while the leader added 'frost' on later. Clans are where cats like me live. We fight there, live there, eat there, and the lucky ones die there. Shadows are what come out of your feet when the sun's not directly above you. The sky is blue because there's more blue in the air than the other colours."

(Oh fates I am so sorry for the hipster thing no I'm not ha ha ha ha haaaa)

[owlishdragon11]

"Ok, fine, I get that you're better at asking and answering qiestions than me. You don't have to brag about it. The only cat I've had to talk to for moons was my sister and we know almost everything about each other. So I've heard all these stories about StarClan cats seeing what's going on but I hhaven't quite been able to figure that out yet. I'd like to see how Rebekah's doing. Is there anythind to.do in StarClan? Because so far it's been pretty boring."