Sky Glade

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Originally Posted by Rogueheart

Rockshard pranced along happily

*Tigerpaw found a nice place to sunbathe*

[Moxie Foxy]

Originally Posted by CreeperLover649

*Tigerpaw found a nice place to sunbathe*

Rockshard chose to take a nap

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Originally Posted by Rogueheart

Rockshard chose to take a nap

*Tigerpaw soon fell asleep as well*

[Apollo.]

- Drift -
(open for one wc cat to take him to camp)

Even though he had gotten past his fear in pinewatch patch and calmed his panicked thoughts a little Drift still couldn't help feeling terrified, his heart beat some how feeling even more rapid than earlier as he approached Windclans outmost border. The what if's, while quieter, were certainly still there, and that dizzy/sick feeling? yeah, that's there too. He opened his mouth and caught the strong scent of his former clan, even around the fragrant.. herbs? Plants? Around the 'don't kill me' gifts. His stomach lurched, this was it, he was really back. It had been eleven moons, but the smell still felt like him.

Drift sat down, about a mouse length or so from the scent line itself, he was best to wait for a patrol or something rather than waltzing right into camp (which he doubted he'd know how to find again).

[gs29513]

The heck? Why was there a random cat waiting at the border, mouth full of plants? That was weirder than normal, and things were often quite weird. Deadmoon didn’t often come this far out unless on patrol, but no good deed goes unpunished and now there was some random cat to deal with. Unsheathing her claws just in case(though there did seem to be a lingering hint of Windclan about him, but it could have been the scent marks), she approached their visitor carefully.

Who are you? she asked, going to some effort to make her voice a bit louder and deeper. Intimidation. And WHY are you hanging about with a mouthful of plants? @Apollo.

[Apollo.]

- Drift -
( @gs29513 - thank you so much!! )

Well, that was much quicker than he thought. As the molly approached him he couldn't say he recognised her, provided she didn't recognise her either, and as her voice rose he felt his anxiety creeping back once more. Would he even make it past the border? This really was a bad idea, what in starclan would a couple of plants do to help his case? He took a shuttered breath in attempts to calm himself, and although every hair on his pelt screamed at him to run away, he placed the herbs down.

"Drift, or well, still technically Driftkit-" aaaand he already embarrassed himself, he glanced away from the presumably older molly nervously, "I was a member of Windclan when I was a kit," he explained quickly, nearly stumbling over his own words, "one of Fireflames kits."

"If possible I'd like to see my kin again," he gave her a little smile, and added, nudging the plants. "As for these, I think at least one of these might be a herb, so I brought them with me for Cowpaw- or whoever is the medicine cat now-" it was more of a 'please don't skin me' offering and a show of 'I'm friendly', he would've brought prey instead if he actually knew how to hunt. He knew his argument was pretty weak, but he had been homesick ever since, for his mother especially, and since his friend moved away with her twolegs he had been alone, which only made his homesickness worse.

[gs29513]

Well, at least their visitor, Drift, apparently, wasn't looking to cause problems. That was some kind of relief, although it didn't quite explain the plants. Of course, now she had to think who Fireflame was. Her ability to remember names wasn't quite in tiptop condition, especially having been out of the loop so long, but that did ring a bell of some kind, so Fireflame was probably still around. That was good, she didn't really want to be the bearer of bad news. Goodness, this kid was twitchy. A bit more talkative that Snowy, but just about as nervous. In a way that made her want to give him a hug. Shaking her head to get rid of that thought(NO DEADMOM, you cannot adopt every apprentice and kit you lay eyes on), she redirected her attention to Driftkit.

Wanting to see his kin was certainly a motivation Deadmoon was familiar with, although she'd never thought to bring some kind of gift back. Herbs was a bit of a funny choice seeing as he didn't actually know if they were herbs or not, but to each their own she supposed. At least he'd thought to bring something. All she'd ever brought was a former Shadowclanner. I see. she mewed, looking at him rather critically. He probably was formerly of Windclan if he knew Fireflame existed, along with Cowpaw, and he certainly didn't smell like any of the other clans so he probably wasn't a spy. Still, questioning of some sort was in order. He'd probably have to go through it all again with Twilightstar, but cautiousness hadn't killed many cats the way curiosity had.

How have you survived so long, seeing as you were only a kit when you got lost or whatever? You don't have any friends lurking around waiting for favors, right? Maybe she sounded a bit pessimistic, overly skeptical even, but after the hoopalah with the Dusk Syndicate(which she'd admittedly only heard about), it was probably a good idea to make sure they weren't pulling the strings, not truly disbanded. If she came across as a bit nasty, she could live with that. Of course, he'd practically won her over already, this was more a way to satisfy her own conscience that due diligence had been done, but he'd have to put up with it if he wanted the way to camp anytime in the next moon. Stars knew how long it had taken HER to find it on her own, and she'd been around much longer than Driftkit. @Apollo. (My pleasure!!!)

[Apollo.]

- Drift -
( @gs29513 sorry, I've been traveling so I haven't gotten a chance to reply! )

He thought he saw a little bit of pity on her face before, but if he did it had done a quick 180. The mollys now judgemental stare made him even more nervous (he didn't think that was possible at this point), forcing him to break eye contact again. Stars, it sounded like she didn't believe a word coming out of his mouth, and to be fair she probably didn't.

He was about to start speaking about his time away, however the words that followed made his pelt ripple with surprise, offended that she'd think he was up to something. "Of course not!" he meowed quickly, raising his voice. It was such a weird question to ask, especially how she worded it, had something happened to Windclan? "The cat I stayed with lives at least a three moon walk toward the setting sun," returning his voice to normal, after internally scolding himself. "and Bea left with her twolegs about moon before I started making my way here anyways." his last words were a little more quiet as he though about his friend. He had begged and begged her to stay, he even offered to go with her, but she had said no to both, which still confused him to this day.

His gaze returned to the Windclan cat, she didn't need to know his life story, so he just left it at that hoping that it answered her questions well enough.

[gs29513]

Well, he seemed properly angered by the question. It hadn't been the most polite, to that Deadmoon would accede, but she wasn't always the most proper cat so it wasn't terribly out of character. She probably had no right to question someone returning after returning so recently herself, but she also wasn't the least hypocritical of cats, so questioning she had been. Driftpaw-kit-whatever seemed honest enough in his answer, and it had been a long shot anyway. And he had put in the effort to find a gift, which was something, even if it might turn out to be useless, or experimental at best. It could also be useful though, seeing as she knew nothing whatsoever about herbs beyond Marigold and poppy seed. Alright. Just checking. Though you're probably going to have to do this whole interview thing again with Twilightstar or Fallownose when we make it back to camp. Deadmoon mewed, waving at the younger tom to come on over the border.
(Have you done a rejoining with Twi, are you planning to, or are you planning a get out of jail free purrk?) @Apollo.

[Apollo.]

- Drift -
( @gs29513 he's not rejoining, this is actually for a plot with ghostie and kitsune that we've been setting up for the past little bit, thanks for all your help! If its okay could I get you to make a post dropping him off at the camp? Just to have some fluidity between the locational posts, if not thats fine too!)

Drift had expected the molly to ask more questions, or for her to not believe him, but to his surprise she led him over the border. He sighed with relief and gave her a little nod before picking up his little bundle of potentially medicinal plants. He hovered his paw over the border, hesitating, the 'what if's returning once again, along with that undying fear of rejection from his mother, and his life. The fear for his life was another big one. But I've come this far, leaving now.. he closed and placed his paw over the scent line, Leaving now would mean that these past eleven moons were for nothing, it would mean going back on his promise to Bea, and he just couldn't bring himself to do that. He breathed out, and followed carefully after the older molly.

He had gotten past one scary thing, the first confrontation, now he had to get past another, even scarier, thing; The HRs.