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I'LL BE THERE FOR THE HIGHS AND LOWS
GIVE YOU MINE IF YOUR HEART GETS BROKE
GIVE YOU MINE IF YOUR HEART GETS BROKE
"Your far from home little one."
While typically a little on the shy side when meeting new cats, Cloud wasn't typicaly the sort to go jumping at every little noise he heard. He wasn't a coward after all, he just liked to feel out his surroundings before deciding to jump in head first. And so, when the sudden cough and voice from his left was heard and Cloud quite literally jumped four inches into the air before spinning to face Hyacinth, he could really only chalk it up to the fact that this was the first cat he'd gotten close to in over a week. Aside from the natural ambiance of nature and his own habit of talking aloud to fill the silence, Cloud hadn't really heard the voice of another cat since the day his mother was hit on the thunderpath.
And so it was a bit jarring for the young tom to suddenly hear a voice that wasn't his own.
His surprise was short lived however, because the more pressing matter -for young Cloud at least- was the fact that he was apparently doing something he shouldn't be. And if his mother had raised him to be anything it was a good boy who respected his elders and followed the rules. So when he was informed that he had somehow wandered into Windclans lands and that it wasn't safe, he was quick to lower his ears and offer up an apology.
"Oh, im-i'm sorry! I didn't know anyone was living here." he explained, shuffling a bit akwardly as a second younger cat joined the first. He was sure his uncertainty was visible to them, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in that moment. He didn't have much firsthand experience with other cats, the only two that had ever come close to him and his mother having resulted in rather aggressive fights that left Cloud unsure of just what intentions these strangers held toward him. The older shecat didn't seem as if she was too angry with him for being there, but the younger cat was giving him a look that made him feel as if he were most certainly doing something wrong. "Usually my mom would pick where we go, but its.. it's just me now."
It felt weird saying it out loud. After those first few days of hysterical grief and confusion, Cloud had gone into survival mode. His mind had been consumed with simply finding enough food to stop the gnawing in his stomach, leaving his sorrow to catch up with him only during the cold, lonely nights when the dam would finally break. But through it all, aside from the pitiful cried for a mother who'd never come, he'd never actually admitted that she was gone for good out loud.
Biting his lower lip to keep it from wobbling, he was pulled from his thoughts as when the shecat suddenly dropped her catch in front of him. Blue eyes widened in grateful excitement as the feline -Hyacinthbreath- told him to eat. "R-really?" he asked, as if he couldn't believe another cat would take time out of their day to help him. The younger cat, name still unknown, pushed the bird closer to him as they scolded him for eating bugs, and Cloud had to forcefully blink the tears from his eyes as he realized these cats were being serious- they were actually going to give him this bird. He could only nod eagerly as his mouth began to water at the smell of the fresh prey, not trusting himself to speak without bursting into tears.
Small teeth tore into the bird ravenously, ripping out feathers to sink into the still-warm meat beneath. Flavor burst over his tastebuds as he got his first taste of real meat in over a week, and he couldn't stop the raspy purr that worked its way out of his throat as he ate. It was so much better than the grass and bugs he'd been eating, filled his crying belly so much better.
"My name's Cloud." he finally said after swallowing down his first couple bites, remembering his manners after his brief lapse in self control. Now a little more confident that these cats weren't about to try and chase him off or fight him for being in their territory, he seemed to relax a little in the presence, a small smile tugging at his lips as he looked up to them from where he crouched over the bird. "Thank you for the bird, miss Hya- it's really good!" It was the best thing he'd tasted in days. "And I don't know your name, but thank you, too! I'm not really a good hunter yet, so bugs are the only thing that can't get away from me. They taste really bad, though!" he said, making a face before taking another large bite to munch on happily.
cloudkit - windclan - single - a small, brown and white tabby with amber eyes
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