Name: Crow
Gender: Male
Age: 24 moons
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?: No
Reason for Joining: Exiled from ThunderClan and has nowhere else to go, also adopted by Hawkblaze
Rank Request: Apprentice
New Name Request (optional): Crowpaw
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Moonraven
TW: Mild Anxiety
Doing as he was told was no unfamiliar task to the young tom. Sitting down between Hawkblaze and Leopardfire was easy, right? Wrong! He felt like a scared kit, hiding behind his parents to protect himself from the threats of the outside world. Only these two weren't his parents nor was Twilightstar a threat (as far as he knew, at least).
WindClan's moors were pretty... empty. He had never seen their territory before, then again... he's never been anywhere near WindClan except when he had to do a border tour back when he still had a mentor in ThunderClan. The weather was nice at least. That had to have been a plus, right? But that was the only positive thought the young tom could muster. Being in an unfamiliar land was no strange feeling, but the fear it caused always seemed to think it was welcome in his mind. He had no idea who his enemies were here, nor did he really even know his allies (he knew them, but only on the surface).
Seeing the scarred gray she-cat at a closer glance made the experience even more daunting. He hadn't seen her in who knows how many moons? What would the old leader even do and say? How would she react to seeing ThunderClan's former leader's son, exiled and afraid of just about everyone? Would she turn him away?
Hawkblaze said she was fair, but I don't even know what fair is anymore. Bumblestar never thought to hear my side of the story Redhawk spilled.
As the gray she-cat continued to walk toward them, Crowpaw could only cower in fear. His pelt shook a few times, but the young tabby tom refused to let it shake more. It felt like everything stopped once Twilightstar spoke of her Clanmates and him, all while she had her one eye on him as if he was going to attack her or something. She knew he was from ThunderClan.
Right. Of course, Twilightstar recognizes my old Clan, why wouldn't she? I'm only the son of the most pathetic past leader known to all the Clans. Crow fought to refrain his eyes from rolling. He did not want to let the WindClan leader think he was being rude in any way.
"Uh- I... um... I- I've t-told H-hawkb-blaze and- a-and Leopardfire w-why I've... come toward's W-windClan's border. T-they... s-said y-you'd be willing t-to hear me out. O-or at least... be fair." ThunderClan. She thinks I'm still in ThunderClan. Has Bumblestar not even given me the decency to mention she's exiled me? Have I meant that little to ThunderClan to not even get... my exile acknowledged in their Gatherings?
I've truly meant nothing to them. I was just a useless clump of fur. Crow looked down to hide away the tears that slowly began to stream down his face. That was his home for so long, he was born and raised a ThunderClanner. And they never treated him right. He looked pathetic, didn't he? Crying in front of a leader he's never met about an old home that never cared to know him. She didn't know it, of course. He didn't even know if Hawkblaze or Leopardfire would even keep their promises.
How many leaps of faith did he take? How many of those leaps ended in failure? Even after being captured by that outsider who went by the same name as Crow, he couldn't even step into some other territory without quadruple-checking that he wouldn't end up in a worse position than before. No one knew of that piece of his history, nor would they until he was comfortable enough around them. Crow hadn't eaten in days-- perhaps that would be his first stop after he's taken a long nap (if he's accepted into the Clan).
Re: WindClan Outsider Joining
