Sludge's Return

[Spottednose]

Charmingbeauty listened as the other cats spoke. She had no clue who they where talking about. She soon became bored. She wanted to leave. She sat there for a few more moments, then quietly left, into the woods.

((Bleh... I got bored, and just decided to have her leave...))

[Greenpaw]

Sludge listened to Magic as she spoke of the current happenings. Most of his questions were answered, but he still felt unsure and lost. The clouds in his once lively eyes began to thicken. Where was Leaffrost? Where were his kits? He had witnessed many deaths during his time away from the forest, but none of them would strike him as hard as the death of Leaffrost.

Now that he had discovered what was going on in this land, now what? Should he join the rogues, or remain a loner? It seemed that rejoining the ranks of the rogues had a better chance of reuniting with Leaffrost. But how would he join? Perhaps he should talk to the Valeshadow everyone was talking about. "I want to join the rouges." Sludge decided, flicking his blank, green gaze to both of the cats.

[B-r-e-z-e--->>]

"Then you might as well enter the tunnels." Magic said evenly, "Or seek out Warheart, though I must say his band of cats is more of a militia than an actual group." She seemed a little airy as she spoke, her eyes gazing at a pocket of air right above Sludge's head. When she finished speaking the glanced at a tunnel behind her. It's opening seemed to yawn, dark and gaping. "I won't follow you." With that, she whisked off at a brisk pace, brushing Sludge's shoulder when she past him, but in a sibling type of touch. It was her silent way of saying 'Be careful'.

((If he decides to go in, my character Valeshadow can perhaps greet him. Or Cameron, who I believe is one of Leaffrost and Sludge's kits.))

[H-a-w-k-i-e]

Crackett listened intently as the two older cats conversed. The young tom was listening so attentively that he was practically still, except for his bright gaze that flickered between the the speakers, and the occasional flick of his ears. He was always learning, from everything around him. If there was one thing that his father had taught him was the most important of all, it would be to listen.
Valeshadow had taken control of Renegade's old rogues easily, since the former leader had been defeated by Zane in battle. Most believe the terrifying tom to be dead, but even if he wasn't, he was most likely much too wounded to reclaim his throne just yet. Judging by the mysterious new leader's violet eyes, he was kin to the Masked One as well. It seemed that more and more of Facade and Masquerade's kind was surfacing lately. Perhaps there was another branch of the family, hidden away in a different, unknown section of the canyons? This, Crackett was determined to find out.
"If you don't mind...could I join with you?"
He didn't really belong anywhere, after all. His family had been banished, so they had no band to belong to anymore. And plus, being with a cat who hailed from a family which hadn't been exactly best friends with his own family would help keep his heritage better hidden.

[Greenpaw]

((sounds good. lol ))

Sludge opened his mouth to say something, but the she-cat was gone. Magic still loved him, he could feel it in the way she touched him. He didnt know if he could love her like he loved Leaffrost. His green eyes watched her vanish into the brush, then he moved his gaze to the younger tom, "Do you know the way?" the prince questioned, flicking his cloudy gaze to the ominous cavern opening.