Lost in the deep dark woods.

Astéria opened his eyes. He had no idea where he was! Last he remembered, he had been walking with his parents near a stream and fallen in. He must've been knocked out somehow! He tried to get up, but the pain in his legs was unbearable. He moaned in agony. Will I die here, stuck rotting? He wondered. "Help! Someone please help me!" He screeched.

Having been on a border patrol, the sudden sound of some-cat screeching made the short tom's fur jump on end. Like any cat would've been, he was curious as to where and who the cry came from, so naturally, he decided to follow the sound and soon enough picked up an unfamiliar scent.

After a few moments of padding along the edge of the Thunderpath, Tinylegs spotted a white kit down in some rushing waters on the edge of the path. Making sure the cost was clear, he looked around to check if its mother was lurking nearby, and determining that she wasn't, he made his way down towards the kit. "Hold on little one," he mewed and grabbed onto the wet kit's pelt. Dragging it back up the wall of dirt, the two of them made it onto the flat land that was on the opposite side of the Thunderpath, and Tinylegs let down the kit. "Are you alright?" he asked, giving his small paws a flick to rid them of the water that still clung onto his white fur.

"I- I don't feel fine." Replied Astéria. His forehead was bleeding heavily; he must have hit it hard on a rock in the river. His legs ached. "W-who are you?" He asked. But soon enough his nose answered for him. "You're a Skyclan cat, aren't you?" He didn't give the older cat time to answer. "Y-Your group drove u-us out of our home!"

Relieved to see that the kit seemed to be physically alright, even if it didn't say so, Tinylegs let out a quiet sigh of relief. Opening his mouth to answer, he quickly shut it when the young cat answered for him. Drove them out of their home? Thinking for a few moments about what the kit said, he came up with the only answer that he could think of, which was the honest truth, well, according to him. "The only reason we would've done something like that is because your family was a threat to our families. We wouldn't drive you out on purpose," he finished softly. "But enough of that, who are you?" he asked, tilting his head to the side in curiosity. It didn't smell like a clan cat, so it must have been a rouge kit, but with the strong Thunderpath scent overwhelming his senses, it was a bit hard to tell for sure.

Astéria sighed as he prepared to explain. "I am Astéria, a loner kit. I am told that I was given to my parents by the gods, although I bet the found me abandoned on Tallstones." He paused. "You and your Skyclan drove my family out of our home! We lived peacefully in the forest, until one of your patrols came and attacked us and chased us out. We are starving out here." He paused again. "If you're wondering were I came from, I was playing near the Thunderpath when I fell and washed up here." He said as he ended his story. "Does that suffice?"

Listening to the kit, the small tom was a bit confused at what he said about some gods and SkyClan driving them out, but shook away his questions, having decided that there were more pressing matters than the past.

"I suppose it does," he mewed with a smile when the kit finished. "No matter where you're from, I need to get you back to camp or else you'll catch a cold being all wet," Tinylegs added. "Can you walk?" he asked, tilting his head to the side curiously, wondering if he'd need to carry the kit back.

"No. I can walk just fine." He sighed. He had a bad cut on his leg that he had been trying to hide from the cat. He knew he shouldn't lie but he wouldn't have his dignity taken away. "Zeus have mercy." He muttered under his breath, just loud enough for the wild cat to hear.

Glad to see that the kit seemed to be alright and without any injuries, Tinylegs began walking back to camp at a somewhat slow pace so that the kit could keep up. Picking up something about some one, or maybe something, called Zeus, it struck the small tom with curiosity, but he shrugged the thought away. "Just a little longer and we'll be there," the small tom mewed with a smile as the two walked through the forested territory.

OOC: end of topic and I'll make the camp one rn :)