{oPeN} feel the breeze///.

[.::contrition::.]

It wasn't only warm in GustClan camp, but it was humid, and any living animal with fur would rather be asleep in their den than out in this weather. Though, reflective eyes glimmered in the sunlight, shining like a mirror being directly hit by the suns rays. An apprentice was relaxing in the breeze. As the wind from the north ruffled her fur, it was plainly visible that the apprentice was hunting a butterfly that floated with the breeze. The wind only made the butterfly move two times faster than normal, and the apprentice's refective gaze only frightened the creature even more.
The apprentice yowled a battle-cry, and stood on her hind legs in order to reach the butterfly as it was hit by a diagonal wind and forced upwards gracefully, as if the butterfly was trying to play with the young tabby.
"Stupid wind!" Mirrorpaw yowled, turning her head the opposite way in disgust. Her paws seemed to awkwardly follow, but the tabby wasn't trying to impress anyone. She continued to stalk away from the butterfly, keeping her head down like she was stalking a piece of prey.
Suddenly, Mirrorpaw's ears twitched. She abruptly stopped, and slowly turned her head to see that the butterfly, her previous prey, had landed on a flower. Without hesitiation, she whipped around and pounced, keeping her eyes closed until she was sure the butterfly was dead beneath her grip. After a few seconds, she lifted her paw to see only bare ground beneath her. She hissed with disgust, and looked up. The butterfly had moved to another flower a fox-tail in front of her.

[Mist]

<sub>The small silver she-cat crept closer, ice-blue eyes trained on the prey. Her long, thin tail swished slowly behind her, rustling a few dead leaves. The wind buffeted her short fur, so strong it nearly knocked the loner off her paws. The small mouse she ha been stalking was still there, nibbling the small nuts that had fallen from the trees.

A step closer...closer...closer. The scent of the mouse made her mouth water, food would be welcome. Suddenly another scent wafted closer, and Mist look up, startled. She screwed up her eyes at a blast of wind, but she could still see the cat.

An apprentice. Huh. Mist had crossed many Clan cats' paths, and apprentices were usually the most vicious. It was as if they had something to prove. The smaller ones were the most vicious, most eager to drive off intruders. She cracked a smile at the thought, size wasn't everything.</sub>

[.::contrition::.]

Mirrorpaw stiffened as wind grazed her fur, making her uncomfortable as it seeped under her delicate undercoat. She paused, fixated on that stupid creature. She hissed under her breath, glad to be away from her responsibilities. She pounced, then froze in mid-air as her focus skittered, and she noticed a sharp pair of eyes piercing her from the side, a bit farther off than the butterfly.
"Who goes there?" Mirrorpaw yowled, her snarl echoing through the breeze that pounced off every leaf. Mirrorpaw's body stiffened with fear of a predator, or an attack from another clan.
"I mean no harm!" Mirrorpaw thought fast, trying to come up with something to say to the stalker before they ran away without giving the young tabby apprentice nothing but the memory of their presence.
You do mean harm if it's a stupid fox! Mirrorpaw thought, leaning back on her haunches, in fear of the stalker jumping out and picking the flesh off her bones.
Then, something hit her. Whoever, or whatever it was, was downwind. The only way to identify the creature was if it revealed itself. Mirrorpaw sat in disgust at the thought of an enemy having that advantage.
Maybe it's a lost kit? Mirrorpaw thought happily, trying to lighten up the situation.

[Mist]

<sub>"Who goes there?"

The apprentice's words snaked through the breeze, piercing Mist's ears. She twitched them slightly and gazed outwards, sharp icy-blue eyes on the apprentice. Should I step out? Run away? Attack?

The loner decided to reveal herself, the silver flash of her fur in the sun would be enough for the apprentice to know she was no threat. Her muscles rippled under the she-cat's pelt as she stepped out silently, curling her long silver and black dappled tail around her small paws.

"I mean no harm!"

The apprentice's voice seemed a little more fearful, a little more wary. "I'm sure you don't," Mist said softly, pulling herself up. "And I mean you no harm. But if you attack, I will fight." She bared her small white teeth in a feral smile, to show she meant what she said. "It's usually not a good idea to scream a queston. Why give away your position?" But I suppose it's too late for that now." Her icy eyes flashed, and Mist sat down slowly.</sub>

[.::contrition::.]

Mirrorpaw growled under her breath, afraid, but not willing to show the intruder that. Mirrorpaw watched with wide eyes as the cat slowly sat down, obviously true to her words and not aimed to fight her. She doesn't have the scent of any clan running through her fur! Mirrorpaw thought, her muscles tightening a little more. Curiousity stung the apprentice's bright silver eyes as she searched the cat for any distinguishable traits.
"What buisness do you have here? Why do you not have the scent of a clan? Were you stalking me? Why are you on my territory!? Alone? Do you wish to speak to my leader?" Mirrorpaw paused, trying to keep herself from distroying her strong GustClan stature.

It's a loner.

The words echoed in the tabby's mind as she realized why the silver cat was so subtle.

Chase her off. She'll kill you the second you trust her.

Mirrorpaw sat in silence, her eyes growing wider with fear of the unknown cat, and what the cat had to say.

Wait. Mirrorpaw decoded the cats features. It wasn't the rage of battle in the cats eyes, but rather curiousity and slight sympathy. Befriend her. Mirrorpaw calmed her thoughts down, and copied the silver-and-black dappled cat's actions by sitting down with ease, slowly.
"I am Mirrorpaw of GustClan." She said finally, making sure she was a good four fox-tails from the loner.
"You are a loner."

[Mist]

"What buisness do you have here? Why do you not have the scent of a clan? Were you stalking me? Why are you on my territory!? Alone? Do you wish to speak to my leader?"

Mist stared at the apprentice for a long moment, ice-blue eyes losing thier slight anger. She slightly resisted the urge to laugh, the young cat ovbviously was not the sharpest thorn on the bush. The loner wondered if she should answer, nut decided to wait and see what other interesting things the apprentice would spew out.

The silver and black she-cat watched the apprentice silently, as the young cat's eyes grew wider and wider.

"I am Mirrorpaw of GustClan."
"You are a loner."

"Hello, Mirrorpaw. Yes, I am a loner. My name is Mist." She replied, biting back the other reply she had. No, really? I'm a loner? I never would have guessed! The silver cat was prone to sarcasm, but this cat was young. "I was not stalking you, I was hunting. But you kind of scared my mouse away." She leaned towards the rock next to her, the dappled shadows blending almost perfectly eith her pelt. Silver on gray, both dappled with dark patched, stripes, and swirls. "If you really must report me to your leader, you can. But it won't do any good. I can be gone in a day."

[.::contrition::.]

Mirrorpaw studied the she-cats eyes, and held her tounge back. She's taking it easy on me! If I were a warrior, she wouldn't act like I'm a little kit! Mirrorpaw thought, kneading the ground with rising anger.
"Your mouse? Hun, you are on the wrong side of the den. That mouse was rightfully GustClan's! Be glad I scared it off!" Mirrorpaw spat, trying to build up her image so that she wasn't looked down upon by the older loner.
Mirrorpaw held her defiant gaze, feeling the air around her crackle as the light of day slowly ticked away. Loners have no respect for Clan life. Mirrorpaw thought.
You could learn a lot from this cat. Keep your tone steady.
Mirrorpaw remained in her comfortable position, and began to shiver from the cold that was taking place of the humid air.
"Mind you, but wouldn't you be afraid if I was a warrior rather than an apprentice? Don't you know that a warrior could shred you within seconds?" Mirrorpaw thought aloud, noticing how Mist hadn't taken much fear from her, and acted as if she couldn't be more comfortable.

[Mist]

Mirrorpaw was staring at Mist, but the loner held her gaze with cool blue eyes. The sun was sinking lower...lower... The sky was darkening; soon would come night. The apprentice shivered slightly, and Mist couldn't help feeling a little pity. The young cat shouldn't be out so far away from camp at night.

"Mind you, but wouldn't you be afraid if I was a warrior rather than an apprentice? Don't you know that a warrior could shred you within seconds?"

Mirrorpaw's words broke the hostile, crackling silence. Mist smiled softly and replied, "A warrior? Pick a fight with a loner? No. They're too high and mighty to fight with someone like me. They wouldn't rip me to shreds, I'm too fast. Warriors aren't as good as they lead you to believe." Mist was thinking something quite different, the warriors would never reach her. She was too swift, too fast. But the apprentice had caught her.... Maybe she was losing her touch?

[.::contrition::.]

Mirrorpaw tipped her head with curiosity. The trees overhead only made the sun dimmer, and soon Mirrorpaw would have to either chase the loner off, or leave her there. Too swift, eh? Too fast as well?
"Do you doubt those who are of higher rank than you?!" Mirrorpaw's eyes stung from the wind, but she couldn't stop wondering what life must be like as a loner. Wait! She is a loner, with no clan. No authority her whole life? She couldn't possibly know what it was like to be an apprentice with warriors watching your everypawstep!
How could a camp get so cold, so fast? Mirrorpaw became more weary of her surroundings, every brush of wind startling her in fear that the two weren't alone, and she was being watched.
"Where do you make nest? Do you need a place to sleep? I'm sure if I talked to my...." Mirrorpaw paused, realizing that she was breaking the rules. Would her clan banish her for talking to a cat that didn't belong to her clan, let alone any clan at all?
Ask her to train you. She is a loner, and she knows more than anyone in your clan.
"Are you going to stay here all night? If I come tomorrow, will you be in this spot?" Mirrorpaw didn't want to seem clingy, but the thought of her knowing more than any apprentice in her den!
With mist's knowledge, you would be the strongest cat in your clan! Mist roams all the territory's! She knows the ways of the forest unlike any other cat!

[Mist]

"Are you going to stay here all night? If I come tomorrow, will you be in this spot?"

"Yes, I probably will be here all night." Mist tipped her head, wondering where Mirrorpaw was getting at. Her black tipped tail twitched slightly, and she gazed at her intently.

"Would you want me to still be here? Would you bring your warriors to come chase me off?" Naturally untrusting and wary, Mist had to be ready for anything. Why WOULD the apprentice want her to be there? Sure, Mist wandered all the territories, knew many fighting styles and moves, knew how to hunt in different places.

Mist's eyes widened as she realized what she thought the apprentice meant. A shudder rippled down her spine, and the wind grew stronger. A strong breeze ruffled her silver fur and nearly knocked her over, but she knew it was coming.

"One question. What kind of apprentice are you?"

[.::contrition::.]

Mirrorpaw felt her muscles tense as Mist broke out the battle rage.
"I wouldn't bring my warriors. Besides, they wouldn't listen to me." Mirrorpaw spat, unsheathing her claws.
"One question," Mirrorpaw threw mist's question back with sudden annoyance. "What kind of loner are you?"
Mirrorpaw couldn't decode what the loner was thinking, but all of Mirrorpaws fur stood on end as she thought of the worse.
Well, you aren't the apprentice that would wipe out a poor loner, for sure. She thought.
"I am a loyal cat. If you think otherwise, I could sound the battle-yowl right now and have GustClan come rushing down that hill over there." Mirrorpaw threatened, defending her point.
"I thought you were my friend. I didn't mean to get you all suspicious." Mirrorpaw finished her rant, and waited for the loner to finish her point. Half of the apprentice wanted to yowl for help just to see what the loner was truley capable of, though another half told her that mist was a friendly cat that would only help her learn more about her surroundings.

[Mist]

Mist smiled at the little car's spunk at unsheathing her claws. "I don't believe you really want to fight me," she meowed softly, unsheathing her claws so they could shine in the moonlight. She quickly sheathed them again, not wanting to seem threatning.

"One question. What kind of loner are you?"

The anoyance in Mirrorpaw's voice was unmistakable, and Mist smiled slightly. "Is there differnet kind of loners? Welll then. I am a hostile loner bent on taking over the forest!" Mist's voice was completly sincere, but there was a light of jokingness in her eyes.

The apprentice's threats barely ruffled Mist's fur. If she sounded the battle cry, Mist would be gone in a flash.

"I thought you were my friend. I didn't mean to get you all suspicious."

"Friends? Already? I simply would like to know your intentions. Of course I will still be here tommorrow. Waiting for whatever surprise you have planned for me."

[.::contrition::.]

Mirrorpaw smirked at the challenge the loner had lay upon her.
"That means you have to trust me not to bring warriors with me. That means you have to be my friend." Mirrorpaw mewed, not flinching a slight bit as the loner let her claws be shown in the eerie light of the moon. Mirrorpaw purred, glad that she now had a chance to really show her clan that she could be better. Finally she could show her clan she was worth something.
Keep your distance, you aren't a traitor.
Mirrorpaw's eyes reflected the moon as she twitched to the sky, wondering if her clan even noticed her absence.

[Mist]

"That means you have to trust me not to bring warriors with me. That means you have to be my friend."

"I trust ye, don't worry," Mist meowed, settling down. "Your friends might be wondering where you are. I'll wait here for yah!" She curled into a ball, looking very much like a rock but for her ice-blue eyes.

The tip of her black tail touched her pink nose, and she yawned. "Now shoo, shoo to your little camp. I'll wait here for you."

OOC://Out of muse, meh