Quick Rogue Jump In: CLOSED

"Yeah, that's true. I do rather like hunting because it makes me feel free and such, but it gets boring after a while. Anyways.. The sun is going down. I think we should all get some rest." Windy suggested with a little yawn, tilting her head to peer up at the darkening and slightly orange dusky sky that slightly lit up the trees around.

Sammy stared at the sky. "I got plenty of sleep last night. I will stay up and guard. I fought the least as well." he murmured, sitting in the middle of the clearing and watching the darkening the sky. He loved the colors of the coming night, and liked to bask in the cool air for as long as possible before getting too tired to stay up any longer.

(Crap, what did I miss?)

"I guess so. But please, let me take the night watch? Just to keep my pride afloat for a bit longer?" Windy pleaded him with a little laugh, looking at Sammy. Her blue eyes were wide as she stared at him for a moment, then turned her gaze back up to the ever-darkening sky. The dusk colours had begun to fade to her disappointment, and she watched the sun as it hung low in the sky. "Beautiful..." Windy murmured to herself. She never really had the time to pay attention to little things like these...

(Yeah. I was at my grandparents. I should be on for the rest of the day, if all goes according to plan.)(Oh, and my phone is broken.... I won't be on much during school.)

Sammy nodded. "Sure, just wake me up if you can't stay up all night. A sharp kick in the stomach is all I need to wake up." he murmured, taking his eyes off the sky to look at Windy, just for a moment. He then got up and turned to the little grass patch he had taken a liking to and lay down. He wanted to stay awake to see the first couple of stars come out, but once he lay down, he became tired, and didn't realize that by the time the first star had come out, he had fallen asleep.

Sammy's soft breathing was all he needed to wake himself. He woke with a jolt, but didn't move from his spot. He flicked his tail and readjusted it. His brown fur was beginning to become damp with the nightly dew. He put his paw over his eyes to block out any remaining light. He rolled onto his back and fell back to sleep shortly, and he found himself dreaming of his family.
His brother and two sisters walked in, and a successful hunt was shown by the mice and rabbits in their mouths.
His big brother gave him a shove, and always the rough and tumble, his older bro bit his ear trying to wake Sammy from his daze. The brother's brown pelt resembled his own. The two were close. His sisters were calico cats with green eyes, and they hated Sammy. His mother was also calico, but she was much more loving towards him than his sisters. Their father was distant. He didn't really like anybody, except for the two girls. The newest additions to the family waddled around the two year old Sammy's paws. He picked up his little brother and sister and set them beside his mother, beaming down on his little brother, who was black as night. Their father, a black tom with bright green eyes, padded over and snatched a rabbit and gave a quick lick to their mother's ear. Sammy disliked his father. They bickered, but they did have moments together that Sammy would cherish.
Suddenly, Sammy felt himself jump forward a year. The now three year old Sammy sat in front of his crying mother, who was being comforted by their father, who shot dirty looks in Sammy's direction. Sammy tried to approach his mother, but she lashed out at him and cut his ear. He backed off and loped out of the den, only to be confronted by his two sisters. They glared down on him.
"How dare you," one of them said. She had bright yellow eyes that stared into his soul. "You took them out! You didn't protect them!" she hissed, tears in her eyes.
The other said nothing, only held a one year old little sister by the scruff in her mouth. As she set the young one down, she sneered at Sammy. "Be glad that SHE is alive."
Sammy understood what was happening. He was in the time right before he was about to leave his family to start over. His little brother had been killed by a badger when they were hunting. Sammy wasn't there. He went off to catch a mouse so they could eat it. Sammy was very close to his little brother, since his older brother left to find a Clan.
His little sister had been injured trying to help her littermate. She would get better.
"You don't understand-" he started, a pleading look in his eye.
"I UNDERSTAND PERFECTLY!" his sister hissed, slashing his already bleeding ears. He ducked away from their hatred whilst hissing and spitting. He went into the den, and shot a glare at his father. "I'm leaving. You've made it clear I'm not welcome here anymore," he hissed, and before his father could object, he sprang out of the den and away from the den, away from his mother's new tears that had come of his leaving, away from the shouting of his sisters, away from his father's hatred. He wanted to find his brother, but his parents blabbered and he needed to get far away from the rumors that would most likely spring up from this new occurrence.
Sammy stopped several days later, after travelling as far as he could without collapsing from exhaustion. He sat down and began to weep. He stopped himself. Those were the first walls he put up.

Sammy's last wall was put up when he met his little sister as a rogue. He didn't want to see her. He spat and padded away from her as she tried to speak to him. He was then a safe, keeping his deepest emotions hidden from his eyes and words. The nights he spent alone were the nights the walls would go down and he'd feel alone. He kept his walls sealed shut any other time.

(Sorry for the long post, revealing key history ;)

Sammy eventually woke from a nightmare. "What is it with imagination," he growled, "and giving me nightmares," he added, hauling himself to his paws. "I won't be able to sleep anymore." He muttered. He padded over to Windy and said nothing as he sat down his tired bones beside her. "Anything?" He asked after a bit.

"Yeah. I suppose my mind has run wild with possibilities of being killed by one of you cats." He muttered,"A silly superstition. One I don't feel I need to believe anymore," he joked groggily. "And kits are usually scared of the dark. I wasn't usually. I always had someone watching me."

"Yeah. Well, don't worry. I won't kill you, unless something happens and we become enemies. For now it's all peaceful though and I wouldn't even think of doing it." Windy assured him with a little laugh, sighing. "I suppose you're lucky in a way, I never got anyone to see me off to sleep when it got cold and scary. Maybe that's why I still haven't really gotten over it. Anyways, it's cold and you should get some sleep. I can do my job."

Okay, just gonna escape out of frozen mode.))

Lightning snapped her head up. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes. Oh! did I fall asleep? How rude of me. Lightning shook herself, and winced at the pain in her ribs. "Right." She muttered. Sammy was just padding back towards Windy with a large egg in his mouth. She sat down and groomed her pelt. "Be right back!" She called, padding towards her den.

Sammy shrugged. "Fine, but you go get some rest. It's been a long day, and an even longer night. Don't let your pride make you suffer." He said, looking directly into Windy's eyes. "I know, it's the same thing I would do." he murmured, his eyes almost pleading.

"Fine. Thanks Sammy." Windy replied with a little dip of her head, padding to a corner by a small bush and curling up beside it quietly. A dreamless night awaited her until the morning came, where she woke up early when it was still rather dark. She saw a slightly shadowed form moving around, "Morning." The she-cat muttered gruffly to the moving shape, which she knew was Lightning.

Windy gave a nod of acknowledgement to Sammy, padding around the clearing to watch as everyone woke up. She felt her stomach give a little rumble and sighed. It would be better to leave the prey to the others and have some when she actually needed it. "You're awake early." She remarked to Sammy, tilting her head slightly.

Sorry, had a lot of schoolness.))

Lightning flicked one ear toward Windy and Sammy, still munching on her rabbit. She sighed and continued to tear at the rabbit.