OPEN//Watching.

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

Life...is a dreadfully boring thing when nobody is knowledgeable enough to entertain one like Sheepkit. He was a tiny thing, and young, but he had more brains than most of the warriors as far as he was concerned. It amused him that many of them seemed to think he couldn't even speak properly. The foolish 'adults'.

Without anyone to entertain him, though, Sheepkit had to find things to entertain himself. Watching, mostly. He loved watching. He would watch the apprentices and warriors leave and return to camp with his empty gaze. He would watch the medicine cat outside his den, working with his herbs. He would watch the apprentices play fight, and the warrior share tongues. And he would watch the leader and deputy, moving about the clan and discussing. Always discussing.

Of course, he was in the nursery. He had no real interest in being in the nursery, or anyone who was in the nursery. He spent all his time here, after all. It was boring. In fact, he didn't want to spend any more time in the nursery. With a slight grunt, the kit pulled himself to all fours, and waddled out of the nursery, and toward the fresh kill pile. He wouldn't eat any fresh kill, of course. He couldn't quite yet. But the fresh kill pile was the best place to watch.

He sat near the pile, slowly shifting his gaze about the camp for anything particularly interesting that might be happening. Of course, the Windclan camp was incredibly boring in itself much of the time. Still, he couldn't venture outside the camp quite yet, so he would have to find his entertainment where he could. He yawned slightly in his boredom, feeling a few eyes cast upon him in casual interest as to why the 'dumb' kit would be out of the nursery on his own. He was sure some cat would wander up to him and ask him if he was lost or if his mother knew where he was. Annoyances.

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[Shadow]

Shadow stepped out of the shadows, stepping lightly, seeming to appear beside the young kit. She sat next to him, surveying the tiny thing. Easy to control.
"Hello little thing. What are you watching? Don't worry, Shadow won't hurt you." She knew her odd ability would do its work.

(Her voice is kind of hypnotic. For all except the very strong willed, it makes cats want to listen to her and trust her. For most, she can make them do whatever she wants them to.)

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

Sheepkit's ears twitched slightly as his dull eyes shifted slowly to look up at the she-cat standing beside him. His tail shifted slightly as he examined her. Confidence was clear within her stance, even pride. She was clearly full of herself. Probably just as dull as the rest of their clan-mates, though. The foolish cats all thought they were so wonderful, particularly at their mind games. It would be shockingly tough to pull one over on him once he made it to the rank of warrior, though. Assuming he would even let them onto his superior intelligence.

For now, though, the kit was just intent with being silent and staring. So, that was exactly what he did. He didn't even reply to the she-cat's sweet melodic voice. He just stared. It was odd the way she comforted him as though he would fear her. he didn't. He was more annoyed by her presence than anything.

The kit took a deep, long breath, almost like a thoughtless sigh, catching a strong whiff of her scent. Something about that wasn't right. It was like she didn't belong here. Still, Sheepkit had hardly met all the cats in the clan, and if he had, he probably wouldn't even had noticed. She didn't smell like Windclan but what would he know? She could have been a rogue adopted yesterday while he slept through the ceremony or something. Or perhaps she didn't belong. That much was really enough to make her an intriguing subject of his observation. For a moment he even considered saying hello, then decided against it. He wasn't ready to waste his voice on this she-cat quite yet.

And how about the way she called him 'little thing'? That was more annoying than anything. He was quite aware he was tiny and hardly needed reminding of that fact. Adults were so full of themselves. Yet, he only stared with his dull, empty eyes, ears slowly perking up to angle at the intruder.

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WORDS: 330
NOTES: Noted! sheepkit is pretty strong-willed though. And intelligent.

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[Shadow]

listen closely to my voice

and lose yourself...

. She smiled and twitched an ear.
"You're not like a normal kit, are you? Most would run to their mommies or be scared of the big bad Wandering Spirit. I'm sure you've noticed I'm not from around here and have chosen to stay silent. I can wait. WindClan isn't very interesting, is it?"

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

Not like a normal kit? Now how would he know that? He certainly didn't seem like a normal kit, but as he never even talked to his siblings, they could be hiding just how intelligent they were. Maybe all kits were smart and they simply grew more stupid as they grew up. It was possible, certainly. Perhaps he was the only one not feigning fear around a stranger.

Of course, even if he wanted to run scared (and honestly he didn't care much), Sheepkit probably couldn't. His fur was far too fluffy for him to run. When he got fast he had to do more of a hop thing. So he merely stared at the she-cat with his dull, practically lifeless eyes (and incredibly stupid looking at that) and shrugged.

Now as for Windclan being interesting...that wasn't always true. One of his ears slowly turned sideways as he though. Battle was interesting. War was interesting. Even gossip could be interesting. Particularly the hypocritical kind. Some day he might even bother to point out to other cats when they were being incredibly hypocritical.

As his ear turned back slowly o face the stranger, Sheepkit's head (just as slowly) tilted sideways slightly, which was almost as far as he could tilt it with his abundance of thick fur. He blinked (again pretty slowly) his dull, seemingly-unintelligent eyes. Why did this she-cat care if he chose not to speak? She hadn't even considered that he might not be able to speak. He would like to think he could but he never really tried, so what did he know? One long deep breath expanded his chest for a moment before he exhaled slowly, wondering when this she-cat would get to the point.

TAGS: Shadow
WORDS: 289
NOTES: keep in mind that, to her, he would just seem like an idiotic kit with an inability to talk.

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[Shadow]

listen closely to my voice

and lose yourself...

. She flicked her tail, annoyed at the kit's silence. Either she was wrong in her assumtions and he was very stupid, of course not, she was too smart to make a mistake like that. Or he couldn't speak, not impossible and it would make sense, or she was right and he chose to stay silent. She decided to test him and let her evil side shine through for a moment.
"I've come to kidnap you. Have you anything to say to that?"

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

Oh, so she was resorting to threats now? Empty ones, he was sure. If she planned on kidnapping him she would have done so already. For a moment, he simply considered his options: pretend to be afraid or just speak and give her what she wanted. He was getting quite annoyed with her innocent bothering. So the question presented itself: humor her, or don't?

He opened his mouth, as if to speak, but merely inhaled deeply and shook his head slightly. He really didn't have anything to say to that. Once more he tilted his head, watching the she-cat intently. Inside he chuckled slightly, but none of his amusement showed through.

But alright, he'd bite. He'd let this she-cat hear his first words. Thus, Sheepkit opened his mouth once more, and spoke in a slow, fumbling tone of a cat who didn't know how to speak properly. His mouth seemed to have difficulties forming the only word he felt like speaking. If anyone else had heard him, they'd marvel at the miracle that he'd even been able to squeeze out a word that well, but to this outside he would just sound like a moron.

Why?

It was a simple question. One that almost seemed ridiculous, really.  Moronic, even. His safety and possibly his life had just been threatened, and he wanted to know why? It would be shocking to anyone that this kit was still alive. Yet, Sheepkit had been kidnapped before. He had no fear of being taken from home and was sure that if he were kidnapped someone would find him again. Maybe his dad. Maybe his mom. Maybe another clanmate. Someone would find him. Yet, the question had been posed, and Sheepkit stared at the strange she-cat stupidly as he awaited his answer.

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WORDS: 297
NOTES: XXX

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[Shadow]

listen closely to my voice

and lose yourself...

So he could talk. She made an answer up quickly. 
"Because poor little Shadow is lonely. You will come join me and be my partner. You'll grow up and never miss boring clan life.I don't have to force you to come with me, you know." She threw all of her power into her words. "It's easy, just come with me. I'll be a friend you never had here."She almost chuckled at how ridiculous thatsounded. I must be as mad as Drossel, she thought to herself. Here she was messing with this stupid little kit with no idea what she was doing.

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

So she did want him to come with her after all. He simply stared at her stupidly a moment, then glanced around at the rest of the clan camp, then back to her. Part of him had to wonder if she were stupid. If he were to go with her, he might starve. Sheepkit was yet too young to survive on a diet of only meat. While he would never want to truly admit it, he would rely on his mother for at least a few more weeks. Yet, part of him wished to go, if only to see new and possibly interesting things to entertain him.

Besides, the word 'friend' meant nothing to him. He didn't want friends. He had no need for friends. Friends were just more incapable cats to bother him. But this she-cat, of course, wouldn't know that. She would assume he was like other little kits, seeking to make friends and play games and look simply ridiculous. So how was he supposed to reply, in an attempt to keep that image.

"Why?" he mumbled in his sloppy, unpracticed voice once more. Oh sure, he could have said no, or yes, or any other reply, but that wouldn't serve him very well now, would it? Maybe she would even think it was the only word he knew, or that he was just an idiot. That would be how he preferred it, really.

And so he would see if he could get more answers to his questions. Why him? Why now? Why here? Why did she want to drag a needy kit along wherever she went? Why lie? Why pretend? Why even bother with all of it? It all seemed like a lot of efford for nothing. Of course, Sheepkit could admit that he might not have been seeing the whole picture. Still, he had no intention of leaving his clan for some rogue who managed to wiggle her way into the camp.

TAGS: Shadow
WORDS: 330
NOTES: XXX

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[Shadow]

listen closely to my voice

and lose yourself...

"Why? Well, do you want to know a secret? Even the Wandering Spirit gets bored sometimes, and if I can do what I want when I want, why not have a little fun, eh? If I even pretend to kidnap a kit as young as you, someone is bound to notice even if you don't yowl for help. I can escape almost any cat in a chase but that doesn't mean it isn't fun. Maybe I'll let myself get caught this time."
She smirked, bent down, and picked him up with no more effort than picking up fresh prey.

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

Sheepkit let out a begrudging wail as he was picked up, his fur so thick her teeth didn't actually catch onto him, so he was merely hanging by his fur. Even as he was picked up, he slipped down slightly in her grip, hanging only by the tangles in his almost wool-like pelt. It kept him warm but it could be quite the nuisance. In fact, as he struggled slightly from the pain, his movement was hardly noticeable beneath his rather impressive pelt.

Well this was just bothersome. Would the idiots even notice he'd been taken before his mother or siblings woke up in the nursery? Probably not.

Yet even as he contemplated the possible trouble of a situation like this, the tangles in his fur snapped and he slipped from the she-cat's teeth and hit the ground on his paws, unsteadily. Thinking quickly, the little tom bounded off, literally hopping the way a sheep would when running, back toward the nursery.

He was in no mood to be kidnapped again. What a nuisance. It wasn't frightening. It wasn't particularly disturbing in any way, even with the possibility that this strange cat might want to kill him. Mostly, he just didn't feel like being kidnapped. It sounded worse than sitting in the middle of camp and watching everyone.

As he neared the nursery, he let out another wail, calling for his mother. He wasn't stupid. The kit knew very well that when it come to strength, he was no match for a stranger. An angry queen, however, could be a match for even a wolf when her kits were threatened. Not to mention, his mother was a warrior, and trained in the art of battle. He simply had to beat the strange she-cat to the nursery.

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WORDS: 296
NOTES: XXX

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[Shadow]

listen closely to my voice

and lose yourself...

Shadow shook wooly fur out of her face and watched the kit with a smile. Then she bounded after him, quickly gaining ground with her long legs.
"I'm going to kidnap your little kit!" She yowled, trying not to laugh, "Please come chase me! I might even let you catch me. I'm a rogue trespasser! I'm breaking the rules!"

[Sheepkit]

...alright...

TAGS: Shadow
WORDS: 000
NOTES: I'm not really sure how to reply to this without a warrior of some sort responding.

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[MaskedEevee]

Suddenly a pact leapt out of the Shadows. "Leave the kit alone." His mew was as sharp as a claw. He sat, as if he were waiting for Shadow to stop the chase. His tail was tucked neatly between his paws.
(May I join this rp?)

[FENRIS]

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