We’re On An Adventure (Stormwind)

Lady found a patch of moss and carefully dug her claws into it, peeling it off of the tree trunk.

Newton went with her, nursing the bump on his head with an occasional rub from his forepaw.

"Certainly better than a lot of the places we've stayed," Lady said, remembering when they'd had to shelter in a tunnel going underneath a road once. It had been so loud and smelly. Letting out a satisfied sigh when she finished clearing out the cave, she stretched briefly before heading off in search of some ferns and moss.

“This won’t be so bad,” Murmured the tom, though he let out an annoyed meow when he hit his head on the roof of the burrow.

Reassured, Lady poked her head into the small cave underneath the roots of the tree, using her paws to scoop out the mulch and leaves so that they could replace it with more comfortable items.

There was a distinctive smell of rabbit inside, but even that was stale. No other notable scent wafted from the entrance.

Lady immediately headed towards it, scenting the air to make sure it wasn’t the home of something nasty.

Newton spotted a tunnel hidden among the roots of a bush, pointing it out to Lady with his tail.

Hours passed and the sun started to set, casting shadows across the land. It was at this point that Lady started to look for shelter, darting her green gaze around.

(You get to start it though )

(Sure!)

(Oh! They could have a dream together about something, a vision maybe?)

(I meant right now :3)

(We’ll figure it out when we get there. )

(...what are we even going to do?)

Newton sighed softly as he walked alongside his friend. All he could do for now was kick that problem further down the path. He didn’t have the time or the energy to deal with making such a decision now.

(Dun dun duuuun. Lady’s gonna feel so hurt and betrayed.)

Lady just kept walking on, her tail flicking back and forth cheerfully. She didn’t seem to notice her companion’s dark mood.

Lady seems dead set on Thunderclan. That’s understandable- it’s where her kin are. Thought Newton to himself, a frown on his face as he looked forward again. But I’m not so sure. Every dream he’d had, and even his vision at the Moonstone, had taken him to the moors of Windclan.

Lady didn’t notice the way his face darkened for a moment, nodding in agreement. “That’s true.”

“Of course.” Newton nodded. “It’ll be different then, though. The clans will give us protection and friendship in return.” The tom thought for a moment when Lady mentioned Thunderclan specifically, and his face darkened a little before the gray tabby turned away.

Lady nodded. “That was nice. But it’s goung to be a rarity now, even when we join ThunderClan. Everyone has to pull their own weight, unless they’re elderly, kits, or queens.”

Newton sighed. “I gotta admit, I miss when the Tribe let us eat without having to hunt for it ourselves.”

Lady huffed softly, glancing up at the sky as her stomach rumbles. It was only noon.

Newton had noticed Lady’s transformation, but not said anything about it. She pretty much only looked the same way that he always had, after all. Though he was growing a bit thinner from not being able to eat to his heart’s content out of the bowl in Lady’s yard.

Lady nodded, almost skipping ahead but really, she was too tired to. In the past half moon, the she-cat had grown thinner and tougher, her pelt less sleek. She’d been getting less sleep, too, but her cheerful, slightly naive personality had not changed.