This is my |World|

[rawr]

And the world spun around, never ending, forever turning.
It left us for good, Because we never understood

This is my world.

These strange thoughts plagued the Tom's mind as, paw after paw, he traveled along the Old Road, reliving old memories, forgotten laughter, miss-placed horrors, with each padding of the ways. It was a strange thought indeed, never has this young male ever thought about such, contemplated his place among these lands. For sure, he was not a fighter, Chaser Darkcloud was a lover, and a lover of himself, rather then all things. But perhaps, just perhaps, he was beginning to change. Or possibly, he was becoming more and more delusional. Neither of these thoughts occurred to him. No. Just one, a huge statement, a claim. A stab at those who dare to claim this land as their own.

After all. Who else can travel here and there. His mind rambled on happily, blind to 'his' surrounding earth. Senseless to the smells because he chose to be. Unconcerned because this was all his, in his mind. Oh sure, Chaser could smell the marking of other Toms, could taste their claim on this earth with his tongue as the smell rushed through his senses and brushed his taste buds. He knew what the dangers where walking here, he had known them since he was but seven months, when those humans had dumped him here, like two-bit piece of meat. Oh he knew. But he chose not to commit himself to fear, chose not to be a cowardly cat. Because, well, it was too much trouble. There was every chance that there was no male around here. Not with The Season making its mark in the air, no. They would be out a'hunting. Something that Chaser has yet bother in doing. Reason? Well. He just didn't believe the Queens would take him.

In truth, he was a handsome creature. But Chaser knew he wasn't intelligent, had known all his life. But that fact didn't keep him from trying. What it did to him was to take his confidence in himself away most of the times. He would not stand to fight, and lose the only thing that he had, his looks. And he would try his very best to surround himself with allies that would do the fighting for him.

Was that intelligent? Maybe it was cunning. Chaser didn't know. It seemed to him that he was never to be able to look around the corners like others could. He could not, for the life of him, predict the future unless it was the inevitable. And he made damn well sure he got out of the road when the inevitable was charging.

So where was he? About a kilometer out of town now. It was bridging on sunset, and he would have to walk into town through the nights frost. That was okay. It was his own fault for deciding to walk down memory lane. Chaser sighed inwardly, or perhaps yawned. it wa hard to tell in his current state. It didn't matter. He would rest, for now.

Slowly, he turned off the roads edge and trotted some distance from the road, following an irrigation creek till where he would find a large human made pond. The tom scoffed softly. Humans and their need to place waterholes everywhere, even while they destroy the trees. Pathetic. Moving to the edge, he bowed low and dared to flick his sandpapery tongue over the surface, quenching his thirst enough to be content, before sitting up onto his haunches, and happily beginning to clean himself.

Because we could never contemplate
Time is forever. We are but of years.

[dandelion]

What will it take?
To break.

The landscape - if you could call it that - that rolled on around her seemed familiar. Dandi paused in her casual trotting, lifting her head from a piece of scrap she'd been sniffing disgustedly, and cocked her head to the side, a frown beginning to form. She hated not remembering things. Well, no. She could deal with forgetting useless facts, she hated forgetting things that she had done or experiences. It made the fact that her childhood was slipping away from her all the more realistic and frighteningly evident. When something jumped out at you before you had a chance to close your eyes, it was hard to pretend you hadn't seen it. But still possible, in Dandi's case. Not that she wanted to remain a kitten forever. Of course not. She'd always been able to act mature when she wanted and growing up would simply be a lovely little stepping stone for her to take. But it also meant that things had to become more serious and she couldn't draw the pity vote. She bristled indignantly. Of course she could! Dandi vowed to herself that she'd remain just as adorable and frivolous as she grew older.

Feeling slightly better, Dandi focused on the task at hand - figuring out when she had been here before. It hit her like a shock of lightning. This was where she had found Reed! And where Plum - and Twix - had been abandoned. She giggled at the last thought, if only to put the first one out of her head. She didn't like thinking about Reed. It was so stupid. They'd been arguing over nothing and now look at them. But you're not mad over nothing, she reminded herself. You're mad because he insulted you and your personality and all that. Completely uncalled for. Once Reed was able to apologizing for jumping ship and being horribly mean to her, Dandi could apologizing for acting selfish and annoying. Neither of them had done all that much wrong when they arguing. But then Reed had gone and blown everything out of proportion.

Bottom lip trembling, Dandi forced herself to continue on, not wanting to randomly start to cry in the middle of nowhere. She wanted to find her brother and be his friend again but it didn't look like that was going to happen anytime soon. Just as this thought was sadly being realized, Dandi spied something dark a little ways up the road. A cat! Her heart soared and she ran forward, knowing that she had no proof that this would be Reed. But she had just been thinking about him. It had to be him. It just had to. But after a few metres of running, it became apparent that she was quite wrong. The cat, though also male, seemed to be an adult - not her age - and his fur was white and black, not the dark calico that was so familiar to her. Sighing, Dandi stopped running, the urge to cry coming upon her even stronger.

You can still go take a look. Say hello. You always like meeting new cats, she reminded herself cheerfully. This could be fun. Gulping back a sob, she blinked furiously to cleanse her eyes of the tears that had threatened to spill over and engulf her. Glancing down at a puddle by the side of the road, Dandi obsessively ran over her reflection in the way that only one with much practice could muster. Smooth fur? Check. Eyes bright? Check. Place where white and black fur meet in smooth lines? Check. Claws clean? Check. Now sheathe. Pads not too cracked? Check. Ears pricked up? Check. Shy smile? Check. General adorable-ness? Check check check! Dandi giggled and sprang off towards the other cat, feeling much better already. That was really an amazing way to lift her spirits - just go over every lovely thing about her.

"Hello?" she called out as she got nearer, her breathy voice lifting in true up talker fashion. Summoning up her sweet but shy smile - though she wasn't shy at all, it certainly helped look all angelic and demure - she introduced herself. "I'm Dandi. It's short for Dandelion - Dandelion Sunseed." She interrupted herself with a short giggle. "My mom named me that cause when I was little my fur was all cute and tufty like a dandelion. But not yellow," she admonished herself with another laugh. "But I think Dandi sounds much cuter. Shorter and more peppy. Don't you agree?" It was nice to know that her conversational skills were still there and that she could still talk to a random stranger without feeling a twinge of awkwardness. Very relieving indeed. "So what's your name, mister?" she asked politely, her eyes bright and curious. Oh how she loved to fall into this common - for herself - role.

[rawr]

And the world spun around, never ending, forever turning.
It left us for good, Because we never understood

Tasting fur and dirt, dirt and fur. Velvety tongue moved slowly expertly over his paw, paw moved to taste his ears and back of his neck, where all the annoying little buggers that dare to call his body home, and his blood food. Finishing the cleaning, he stretched his neck up a bit and yawned widely, rolling his tongue back as he did, before gently bowing back down to take another drink from the brownish icy water. It was about then that his attention was captured by a young voice behind him. Chase glanced up, one ear flicking back in slight confusion, looking over to the trees on the other side of the pond, before hearing the young voice once again and sitting up, turning to find a little queen chatting away happily to him.

In short, Chaser was quite taken aback by her. So small, yet so keen and cocky, that he couldn't help but smile, or what smile that the cat could manage, his bluey green eyes glowing warmly as he watched her natter away to him, explaining her name. Dandilion Sunseed. The tom considered her with sharp curiousity, ducking his head to gently sniff at the young one, getting her scent without showing at all ant aggressiveness. What a pretty name.

He looked down to the pretty little think, indeed finding the kitten rather attractive, for a little kid. But it was kitten cuteness, and he considered whether she would remain so lovely throughout her life, after knowing so many lovely looking ladies such as herself, turinging into hags as he grew up around them. Chortling to himself, Chase sat up again and gave her a wink.

"Hello there, little lady." He said warmly when she finally finished with her chatter. "Haha, your name sure does suite you, love. But as for me... Well. " Chaser's tail flicked over the dirt for a moment, thinking over whether or not this little one deserved knowing his name. Sighing softly he looked down to her almost innocent appearence, cute and completely trusting. The male gave into her appearence. After all, she was a kitten, and there was nothing a kitten could do to him that was any sence, evil.

" My name is Chaser Darkcloud." He chirped happily, staring warmly down into those bright curious kitten eyes. "At your service, little lady. "

Because we could never contemplate
Time is forever. We are but of years.

[dandelion]

When it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell?

Dandelion's mood had been elevated from oh-so-depressed to bubbly excitement in such a short space of time that she couldn't help continue feeling happy, if only for the fact that she was so impressed and proud of how quickly she'd been able to fix her downer mood. She was truly amazing. She bit back a giggle at the familiar little thought. So maybe she had a bit of self-pride. So what? It wasn't a crime or anything. People always took everything so darn negatively. Which was exactly where she and her sunny disposition and positive attitude came in. She grinned. Wasn't she just amazing? Yes, yes, yes! (With a capital Y, of course).

The tom in front of her seemed to be studying with a keen sort of curiosity. Of course, Dandi loved being the focus of anyone's attention so she simply winked at him and gave a soft giggle. She'd already checked her appearance to be perfect so there was no need to worry. Especially since it was such an unbecoming habit, wasn't it? Of course, this tome was such a smart cookie, addressing her as 'little lady' and all. It was sort of patronizing but also kinda sweet. After all, compared to him she was most definitely small. She was even small compared to a few other kittens but not by too much. Being super small was not attractive. It left you stuck in the rut of being 'cute' - such a term for kittens - for like ever instead of graduating to 'gorgeous' and 'beautiful' which were much more mature terms of affection. Poor shorties.

She grinned, liking the tom's easygoing and jovial attitude. It was nice, refreshing compared to the harsh attitudes of strays. Dandi resisted the urge to make a face just thinking of them - she didn't want Chaser to think she was annoyed with him. But seriously, she was so much cooler than them, with her current state of mind and fresh thoughts and youth. They were old and bitter. They should have envied her. Worshiped her! And all they did was stare at her enviously but with hatred and slink away. Well at least she seemed to have gotten the envy part down pat. It wasn't all that bad, come to think of it. She didn't really want to socialize with grimy street cats. She just wanted some confirmation that she was better than them. but puh-leese! That surely wasn't necessary. Was it not obvious? She grinned at the tom - Chaser. "Pleased to me you then, kind sir," she replied, mocking his formal tone of voice with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She giggled.

Admin's Note on July 29th: This thread is being ended. We'll say they chatted a bit before going on their separate ways.