Let me break this awkward silence, ((Open))

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Whimsysky had left the squirrel on the branch, knowing it would be fine while she was here. As a sudden move caught her attention out of the corner of her eyes, she lowered herself against the branch. The rough bark scraped her belly as she slunk forward toward the sparrow that had been foolish enough to land on the branch. Silently leaping forward, the bird hardly had time to extend it's wings before Whimsysky's jaws had closed on it's neck. The bird hung awkwardly from her jaws as the she-cat raised her head proudly. She was queen of the tree, top hunter and owner.
Chuckling, she headed toward her squirrel and took both in her mouth before leaping down from the tree gracefully. Automatically she adjusted her weight to work with the slant and headed toward Breezecloud, eyes flashing contently.

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Breezecloud smiled as she saw her friend in the bushes.
"Let's get this prey back to camp." She picked her up her catch and started to wards camp.It was heavy, she had to admit. She was walking awkwardly and annoyed that she was getting weak. She'd have to work and get stronger again.

When she entered the camp, she saw the same kits Scrabble over each other, and play. She smiled, and looked at Whimsysky.
"Ist thaat cut?" She mewed through a mouth full of food. She rolled her eyes at how she sounded and dropped the prey on the pile, feeling instant relief.

[cat]

Whimsysky nodded, swishing her tail lightly before picking up the bird and squirrel in her jaws. Mouth full of feathers and fur, she was grateful that there wasn't any talking on the trip home. She didn't think she'd be able to manage it at all.
As they entered camp, the she-cat's strange eyes looked to the kits and softened. Young cats were everywhere these days; a day didn't go by that you didn't hear chatter from at least one of the balls of fluff full of endless energy. Eyes sparkling, she dropped her catch on the pile before meowing, "Cute indeed. Though I don't see how they have so much energy. Wish I did."

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"I know, but we were all like that once, right?" Her eyes followed the playing kits across the camp, and she giggled when a plump queen made them go back into the nursery. She could almost feel their annoyance.
"Bet they still wanted to play," She whispered to the she-cat next to her, and smiled. She remembered her days as a carefree kit, she longed for some of those days back.. but you can't change the past.

See, Breezecloud's father was rather rude to her, and eventually he was exiled, but he left scars that could never be replaced. Which is why she smiles a lot. To cover up the pain. She sighed as she remembered what her father did to her mother, and blinked tears away.
She was so sweet, it wasn't fair! She licked her paw and swiped it over her ear, nervous.

[cat]

Whimsysky was lost in her own memories. She herself didn't know her father, nor did her brother Ravensecret. All they knew about him was that they had inherited their beautiful ebony pelts from him. Their mother had told them little, only that he was mysterious and charming. Of course, they never heard more, even on their primary caretaker's deathbed. So the litter mates were left to wander the clan's territory, always wondering about this mysterious warrior.
Of course, Whimsysky had asked others, but all seemed reluctant to talk. Oh, it made her so angry! With a sigh, the she-cat put her head on her paws, flicking one ear as she fixed her eyes on Breezecloud. "Do you ever wonder about your family?" She asked suddenly.

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Breezecloud was suprised by the sudden question, but she answered anyway. She looked ahead of her, her expression soft.
"I wonder how my mother is, and if she made it to StarClan. You see.. my father killed her. She was the kindest soul you could ever have met...but my father.." She broke off and started to snarl a bit, but took it back.
"I hope StarClan exiled him. He doesn't deserve to be with them." She snorted, and then realized how her fur had fluffed up.

"I'm sorry, I never liked him, you see." She laughed an emotionless one, and then turned to look at Whismysky.
"I bet your parents were sweet, too. How is your family? Are they kind?" She asked, changing the subject, nervous. She never met her family, and she was curious. She plastered on her best smile, and waited.

[cat]

Whimsysky was mildly surprised by the ruffled fur, but she didn't comment. There must have been something in her past that Breezecloud disliked, and she was right. Her father. But, what was so bad about him? Whimsysky certainly hadn't met him, nor was she willing to ask the she-cat warrior. She liked having her ears not boxed, thank you very much.
At the question of her own family, Whimsysky twitched her tail, fiddling with a leaf between her front paws. "Well, I have one brother as you might know. His name's Ravensecret, and yes, he's sweet. Perhaps a little protective and mysterious; this was somewhat unsettling to our mother. I suppose that she was reminded of our father. We never knew our father, and mother never really told us about him. Even when she was joining StarClan, she said not a word." The she-cat explained, looking at the leaf before moving her gaze to Breezecloud. The purple eyes bored into the she-cat, almost begging for an explanation. Did this she-cat perhaps know her father? She wanted to know so badly her paws ached, yet she didn't ask; she was afraid to.

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Breezecloud wished she could tell Whimsysky about her father, but she had no idea who he was.
"I wish I could say I knew him, if I did I'd tell you." She gave her a real smile now, feeling genuinely sorry for her. She would have given anything to forget her father, but she couldn't. He could have been terrible, like hers.
'She doesn't know how lucky she is..' The white she-cat thought, nervous at how much she wanted to know. She could see it in her eyes.

Breezecloud wanted to change the subject, so she tried to think of something to say.
"Uhm, how have you been lately?" She asked, messing with her paws.

[cat]

Whimsysky drew back, her gaze disappointed. So Breezecloud hadn't heard any snatches about Whimysky's sire. That was sad; for some reason, Whimsysky had thought she'd known. "Oh, it's okay. I can't blame you for not knowing. Thanks anyway." She meowed quietly, tearing the leaf to pieces in her paws. Watching the small green parts of flora float to the ground where they would lay until wind blew them away, the she-cat flicked her ear at hearing the next question. "Oh, just fine. You?" She asked, looking up at the she-cat.

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Breezecloud sympathized for the she-cat, really. But her mind was lost in another place, why? Who knows. She was an odd cat, but really, who wasn't?
I know I'm odd, but who isn't? she thought, her eyes watching a leaf about to fall from a tree, not so far away.
"Tired, to be honest. I haven't slept a good one in a while," she admited, watching the leaf being shred, and floating away.
"Wish I could tell you, hun." Breezecloud knew she was going to feel guilty for not knowing, and she knew it wasn't her fault. Still.

[cat]

Whimsysky nodded, flicking her tail slowly in the dust as she sighed. She knew that Breezecloud was feeling bad, though the she-cat didn't say it out loud. Her sympathetic and guilty gaze gave it all away.
Stretching her paws out in front of her, she tensed up, muscles shaking. A purr of pleasure escaped from her throat as the bright sun beat down on her back. She may be long-haired, but it was comfortable right now.
"I know what you mean. Sleep is hard to come by these days. But, don't worry about not being able to tell me. No one that knew him really...got him, if you know what I mean. He was a loner-type really. Not clan-like. That's all I know." Whimsysky meowed, settling back down again.