Hey all. I don't know what this is all about, it's a bit choppy in places, and I'll end up redoing this probably. Anyway, it's based around

Cloud slunk into the clearing of Kugyay, Get a Mate, maroon coloured eyes contemplating something dark- ugh. He couldn't stop flicking or twitching his right ear, as it had been bleeding for a long time.

For no reason.

Earlier, he had tried causing more pain too it, but that didn't work. Obviously. The blood slicked slowly down his bright white ear, sticking too the same path it always took, and stuck out like a white object in a black background. He glared at the ground, halting and watching the red liquid drop down onto the sort-of sandy earth. He had given up. It would stop soon, he argued with himself.

But what if it didn't...

Then I'll...do something.

This argument would go on forever mentally,

so he stopped, and rose a pure snow-white paw; staring at for a few seconds. "..." Cloud remained silent, flicking his ear once more. The blood droplets splashed on his nose and he flattened his ears in annoyance. Shaking his head, the tom lowered his white paw and looked around. So this is where the Clan cats gather. He mentally took a note of it. He had been examining the area around this location, and had almost reached the end of this period of deliberation.

His claws had many remnants of dirt, blood, and inadequete substances- blinking golden and brown eyes; he became quite - suddenly - bored. The questions bombarding him about what he was going too do about the leaking ear were ignored, and he raked his gaze across the clearing...falling on Siberian Tiger. Cloud remained to keep his cold, stone hard gaze on Siber- trying too examine him from a far away distance. The dark, shrouded sky rumbled once more, Cloud staring unflinchingly, before unhooking his gaze from the other tom. Briefly, Cloud stood up, quick as lightning, and leapt into a high enough tree- pouncing on the high but bottom branch and arriving onto the middle section of it, as if eager too get closer too the almost dilapidated-looking sky.

The loner smirked darkly, flattening his ears in more pleasure than taken-aback- from the wind that gliding roughly through his fur...through his form even. A white she-cat slipped in, white fur ruffled and ears half-flattened. Five small kits hung from her mouth, their eyes closed against the breeze. Cloud raked his gaze from the sky, toward Diamond- noticing the kits she carried faithfully. The white tom had never acknowledged love, nor did he intend too, but the way she looked like she would protect them with her life...made him smile. He returned his gaze toward the grey, death-defying looking sky; smile turning into a grin, and he vanished further into the trees.

Diamond looked around, then gave a soft mew, and picked Eagle and Tiger - the kit that had annoyed the white tom, and his brother - up as they returned to her, then padded out. Cloud grinned, watching the three animals slip out by the bushes enterance.

All the time Cloud had been interested in the other cats, he hadn't realised his cuts on his ear...had released all the blood it wanted too give out. It stopped.