Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

The girl turned to him as she continued walking. What to call each other? She hadn't really thought about that. "Um, I suppose, if we call each other anything, for now, it'll have to be the numbers on our wrist." She looked down. "I'd be called twenty-three I guess..." Her voice trailed off. To be labeled a number? It felt wrong, and a bit weird. But what else could they do? They didn't know their names, and the only clue to any identification they had, were these numbers and those photos. She thought back to her own face, she was pretty, but she looked so...lost in her picture. She placed the image with the way she felt when her brain started to tug itself in opposite directions. Surely she was more than just that lost, fragile, pretty looking girl in the photo? And surely she wouldn't feel so torn between herself all the time? Except now she was. Was something wrong with her? She shrugged the thoughts out of her mind, and the brave, outspoken girl came through for a moment. "There is no need to cry, we've been dealt what we've been dealt. Now let's just get through this, alright?" She looked ahead again. Part of her believed what she'd just spoken, while another was still entirely lost and afraid. She'd have to learn to bury that part of her brain. However impossible it seemed.

Leader? The thought made her feet stop cold. "I'm not a leader." She spoke indignantly, and realized she'd stopped walking, and continued. She figured she'd might as well answer his question. "I...I guess, um. Well, we should walk until we find some source of survival, food, shelter, that sort of thing." She pushed her hair behind her ears again. "Trees...yes, there seems to be a lot." Brilliant statement there, twenty-three. Twenty-three, what an odd name. Her mind was doing it again, she forced herself to focus. "Maybe we could get our own food when we all get hungry enough. Like, catch it or something." Leader, ha, like a leader would be so frightened to make a simple decision! She was jabbering on like a fool. She looked over at Sixteen, clearly his mind must be running with all sorts of insults and taunts towards her. What was she to do, tell him, again, that she had no idea what to do? Or what to say? She needed to her her mind back on track. Connect the right wires, and go. "We'll walk until we really can't walk anymore, perhaps we'll come across something. A house, a cabin, anything that could be used for both food and shelter. Perhaps even a store, maybe there is a town around here somewhere? Well, no, scratch that, I doubt there is any sort of town in these trees, but a cabin or something is our best bet." There, she answered his question. She had taken her sweet time doing it, but at least it was out there in the open. Was it a solid answer? Did it satisfy him? Maybe. Hm. It was too bad they didn't have a solid destination, because walking through these, what appeared to be endless, trees, felt entirely hopeless. "We may have to walk for days, I mean, what else can we do? Do you have an idea? If so, please share."

"Hmmm..." She said. She imagined being somewhere else. A flashback came to her. A man in a dark grey suit was in front of her looking at someone else. "That one can teleport." He said. She gasped. She could teleport herself and all of them out to somewheres else. "I can teleport!" She exclaimed.

Ooc: Yeah............................................ I couldn't really think of anything else. But I hope this post works.

Sixteen shrugged his shoulders as he walked beside the girl. "Oh I never said I had any ideas, more or less trying to stimulate your own ideas," he tossed her a sideways look. Turning forward again he smiled, his teeth showing and his eyes slightly cold, "If there are any signs of civilization this way, I'm sure we'll run across it." Tilting his head to the side and sighed, "It would have just been to convenient if there was a tower or a skyscraper somewhere on the horizon wouldn't it?"