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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 1, 2008 20:46:47 GMT -5
"She follows the rules, perhaps, but I wouldn't say that boring is quite the word." Nutmeg understood that her sister was insulting the very style of life on which Nutmeg's outlook rested. She also knew that her sister didn't mean any harm. After all, the more traveled cat was used to more exciting adventures than a trip to a deserted waterfall. Nutmeg realized that her sister needed thrill to enjoy life. Nutmeg herself could be happy without the faintest hint of danger. It was a difference between the experienced and those who didn't even crave experience. When we were kits, wasn't she the one who was always the most adventurous? Didn't she climb the most trees, squirm into the most tight little spots? Perhaps this was our destiny.
The cat looked at her sister with a different expression, that of slight shock. She had always thought that they were exactly the same, but with different experiences. But she was beginning to see how untrue that assumption that had been. Her tail flicked with the shock, and she blinked. But she recovered quickly, promising herself that she would think on it later. For now, she was just glad to have her darling Moontea back.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Dec 5, 2008 16:17:03 GMT -5
"I'm just teasing you Nutmeg" Moontea meowed purring happily. She looked at her surroundings and raised her head as the wind blew to let the breeze blow through every bit of her fur. Moontea looked at her sister again her eyes for a second sparking with the dark strength that was hidden inside her. A single leaf twirled in the air and Moontea's leg muscles tensed as she jumped up grabbing the leaf in the air and bringing it back down to the air. Once again she turned back to her sister "So has Leaf been teaching you anything?" she asked curiously.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 5, 2008 21:00:01 GMT -5
Nutmeg purred instinctively, an automatic reaction to the knowledge that her sister was happy. She was about to tell Moontea that of course she was joking, and that Nutmeg had known that - which was true - but just then Moontea leaped, and Nutmeg blinked in surprise. Her reaction was quick and she was pretty good at controlling surprise, so the little muscle jerk was barely noticeable. She watched her sister's paws wrap firmly around the falling leaf and then watched her land neatly on the trampled grass.
"She's teaching me some more complex fighting skills now that I've gotten good at the basics. It's interesting - I love the moves that use the opponent's strength against them. It's the cleverest thing, and so useful." Nutmeg knew well that her fighting was not up to par with her sister's. But that didn't mean she couldn't be proud of all that she had learned over the past months - and she hoped her sister would be proud of her, too.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 2, 2009 18:50:38 GMT -5
ooc: T-T i'm sorry i forgot about the thread but now my mind is fueled by coffee so I remembered lol Moontea turned to face her sister "Thats wonderful Nutmeg! I'm so proud that you've learned fighting skills also" She meowed happily. She was very proud of her sister, it wasnt just something she was saying to make the other she-cat happy. She licked her paw and ran it over her ears to clean them. Moontea looked back at her sister and hoped that they never got into a fight. "After I left Czar I still continued training myself so I hope if I ever go see him he will be impressed" Moontea meowed purring.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 2, 2009 18:59:26 GMT -5
"I'm sure he would be," Nutmeg purred. Her happy smile was the picture of idealistic innocence. Nutmeg had no idea how harsh the world was - and didn't think about the terrors that haunted every land. No, her mind stayed on sunshine and healthy rain, on purrs and playing. She was still a kit. She was learning to fight, sure, but she never thought about actually using those skills against an enemy. She really just thought about them in the context of her practicing with Leaf, or playing with Moontea. Fighting skills were something to learn and then show off - not something to defend or take a life with. "Remember when we first came out to the forest? We were so young and innocent then." Nutmeg didn't realize the irony of her musings.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 2, 2009 19:04:03 GMT -5
Moontea purred softly as she listened to her sister. She still thought her sister was innocent but she wouldnt tell her that just in case it was offensive. "Nutmeg...since you came here, have you been outside of the valley?" Moontea asked curiously. She knew her sister was still more a kit than adult but that didnt matter; innocence was good it meant that Nutmeg would live a happy life if she stayed inside her valley. If anyone tried to hurt her sister Moontea would take care of them to preserve Nutmeg's innocence.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 2, 2009 20:26:04 GMT -5
"Sure. Leaf and I go up to the barn sometimes to talk to other loners." Nutmeg wasn't stupid, no matter how little she knew about the world. She realized that her littermate thought her innocent still. But that was alright. In some ways, I supposed I am. She wondered, however, where Moontea was going with that question. The barn could be a dangerous place - Leaf had, on occasion, told Nutmeg that. But it was also a nice place to meet other rogues and non-Clan cats. RogueClanners wandered around there, too. So there were some interesting characters that frequented the place, but most haunted only at night.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 4, 2009 19:56:56 GMT -5
"Be careful, dont get on anyones bad side" Moontea meowed warningly. She knew that some cats wouldnt take pity on Nutmeg. Even if the cat was innocent the other loners wouldnt care. Moontea looked at her sister wondering if she noticed that not of her evil personality had dissapeared. The evil was lingering down in hiding waiting for the chance to spring out once again. Moontea's eyes scanned her surroundings watching the wind blow the grass slightly.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 4, 2009 20:11:14 GMT -5
"Of course. I know how to take care of myself, Moontea." Her meow was filled with warmth - there was not a trace of defensiveness in her gentle tone. Nutmeg had been told the same by Leaf many times. At first, she'd had trouble believing that a cat could take advantage of another in such a shameless way. But then she had remembered the delicate, beautiful cat who had met them first when they'd entered the forest. Or had she met them second? But despite her lovely looks, the feline had dripped with malice. Nutmeg knew who that cat was - Shimmer. Leaf had explained, given her name as a prime example of why not to trust anyone. Because around here, the kindest cats were the killers.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 4, 2009 20:18:08 GMT -5
Moontea stretched arching her back and yawning slightly. She sat up again looking at her sister. "Well you've grown" She meowed purring softly. They had both grown really since it had been a while since they had seen each other. "We were both just kits when I last saw you" she meowed happily. Moontea could easily remember when she said goodbye to her sister and started out on her own.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 6, 2009 17:32:04 GMT -5
"Yes. I wonder... I suppose if we had been born into Clans, we'd be nearly warriors." Leaf had told Nutmeg something about the Clans. Not entirely positive, but not all bad either. They were reckless and greedy, and they worshiped the stars blindly. But they also were structured and tough, and the cats in them were dangerously loyal to each one of their denmates. A strange phenomenon - Nutmeg couldn't imagine having that kind of bond with more than a few cats - just Moontea and Leaf, as it was. Her blood sister and her adopted mother. The two cats who shaped her life. Even though Moon hasn't seen me in ages. But the memory of her litter mate had done enough to change the way Nutmeg thought, felt, and lived.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 7, 2009 17:32:54 GMT -5
Moontea wrinkled her nose in disgust her eyes flashing with anger. "Those clan cats are so dumb hanging onto each word their leader says like its a precious gift" she meowed fiercly. Moontea's tail swished back and forth but soon she stopped it as she remembered who was with her. She looked at Nutmeg and then away. In a way she was jealous of her sister, she hadnt been away from Leaf so Moontea was guessing she didnt ever experience lonliness. While Moontea had been alone, not to say that she wanted someone around her every single second of every single day, no, she just needed to speak to someone every now and then that was all.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 8, 2009 20:05:59 GMT -5
"Yeah," Nutmeg nodded, even though she wasn't quite sure if her sister was right. She probably was. Moontea generally knew what she was talking about. But her sister was also a pessimist, and tended to look on the dark side of situations. So the Clans were almost certainly not as bad as she seemed to think. Most loners held deep-rooted disdain for the forest cats. But if so many cats were so loyal to their Clans... But that wasn't really important. She voiced the thoughts that she had entertained earlier. "They're too loyal - they would give up their lives for cats they barely like in their Clan. Loyalty is strange."
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Jan 8, 2009 20:13:29 GMT -5
Moontea nodded firmly in agreement. "If you dont like a cat then you shouldnt give your life to save them. Kits or elders everyone should fend for themselves and the ocasional group of cats that are family or cats that are actually friends are okay " she meowed. "If your weak and without friends then thats to bad for you" Moontea hissed quietly her tail swishing. She looked back at her sister "Of course you dont have to worry you have me and Leaf" she purred.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jan 10, 2009 14:26:07 GMT -5
An image flashed through Nutmeg's mind - she was sitting on the ground in this very spot, and Moontea was in front of her. But everything was different. Nutmeg was thin and frail, with bony limbs and unkempt fur. Moontea was older and stronger, her coat glistening with strength. Would her sister protect her when she was too old to do it herself? Of course she would, Nutmeg comforted herself. She loves me. The innocent youngster didn't voice her fears. Instead, she agreed with her sister - "If a cat's too weak to live on their own, what's the point?" But even as she spoke the words, she knew they were false.
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