Belle looked at the cat with caution and whispered, "Belle" before jumping back from a sudden noise behind her and dropping her body to the ground and hissing.
"Hello there, Belle," Larkstar said after a moment, the flick of her ear the only indication she had heard the noice behind the intruder - likely just a bird or a squirrel. "Can you tell me where you came from? If you're simply lost, I can escort you back to the edge of my clan's territory."
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Originally Posted by LambFur
Hello! Here´s LambKit that requested the RiverClan outsider joining!
Here´s the starter that was requested by @FrostyGalaxy
*LambKit staggered aimlessly across the front of the RiverClan camp, his eyes were white, maybe he was blind?
His nose twitched as he walked, smelling lots and lots of smells from other cats and places.
Trembling, he smelled a fresh smell of a cat, his head began to turn in many directions, trying to find the cat, he yelped as he looked in many directions with confusion and concern*
Hope you liket it!
[retrofitting this to be in the territory instead of camp - lamb wouldn't have been able to just stumble upon it]
Larkstar had only taken a few steps out of camp, had barely gotten even a quarter of the way to her destination when she smelled something odd. Poking her head around, the young leader quickly found the source - a kit. She couldn't smell RiverClan scent strongly on him, the scent remained purely superficial, so she knew he wasn't one of their own, nor were the scents of other clans on him. A loner's kit, perhaps? Whatever the case, he's here now and Lark either needs to find his parents or offer him shelter.
"Are you lost, little guy?" She questions, approaching slowly.
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Frost coughed before stepping over the border. She shivered and looked around. @FrostyGalaxy
Another day, another trace of loner scent on the border. Stars, she was starting to get tired of this. Honestly, she heard the cat coughing before she scented her or saw her. Maybe the cat was downwind or something. Pacing over, Lark paused for a moment before approaching. "Are you alright?" She asked, but it was made clear from her tone that she was simply asking just to ask, her defenses still up.
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Originally Posted by Partypooper
Prince laid down under a willow, ignoring the droplets falling on his white and cinnamon pelt. His throat hurted so bad, his eyes also hurted, his nose was runny. He put his head on the grass, just wanting to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep.
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Finding a strange cat just casually lounging in her territory made the leader's fur start to bristle. She did not approach this one with caution, she simply walked straight up to him, ears drawn back and tail swishing side to side. "What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?"
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Originally Posted by chickadee
Name: Charlie
Gender: Male
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?: No
Reason for Joining: He doesn’t really have anywhere to go, and is an inefficient hunter and fighter
Brief description of the plot: Charlie was formerly a kitty pet who lived with an elderly woman who, unfortunately, passed away. When some of her relatives visit the house later on, Charlie gets kicked out and locked out of the house. Being raised in a life of being pampered, Charlie is unable to defend himself or care for himself very well, and sort of wanders aimlessly, getting chased away by other cats or attempting to hunt.
Rank Request: Apprentice (8 moons)
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Charlie wandered into the RiverClan territory, unknowingly. He could smell the scent of other cats, but fortunately it wasn’t too fresh, maybe a few hours. Maybe he could try to catch something, this land territory looked promising. Hopefully he wouldn’t get chased away again. His stomach growled as he tasted the air for prey. He’d grown scrawny, as he didn’t know any efficient hunting techniques.
It was cold, and he cursed his short fur, due to being a siamese mix. He glanced up at the overcast sky quickly. Hopefully he’d find some shelter if it started to rain… he thought to himself as he wandered deeper into the RiverClan territory.
For a while, Larkstar just watched this cat who wandered seemingly unknowingly into her territory. He didn't look all that threatening, honestly, so she mostly just wanted to see where this went. Eventually, though, she figured she'd had enough just watching him, and slunk out from the taller, dead grass and reeds.
"You lost?" She starts, trying to come across as bored, "this is RiverClan land you're wandering around in."
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SPIDER
LONER
A SLIM BLACK TOM WITH GREEN EYES AND WHITE MARKINGS
8 moons `im sorry.. so sorry.`
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spider would push himself up with a nod
`im..im uh... spider.`
his tail curling around his front paws
"Alright then, Spider," Larkstar says gently, "While you're healing up we can call you 'Spiderkit', after that and once you're ready, if you still want to stay in RiverClan, come talk to me about an apprentice ceremony." Gently, she starts leading Spiderkit back to camp
[ go ahead and add spider to the allegiances and then send in a healing request for his wounds !! ]
Stormy knew she needed to get up and find a better spot to rest, somewhere warmer and out of the bone-chilling wind, but even standing seemed like a monumental task. She felt awful, hunger pangs in her stomach and still shell-shocked and frightened from the events of the morning.
She was unbearably warm pressed against her smaller litter mate, but when she stood up on shaky paws, the cold still left her shivering.
Crystal barely stirred, his tiny body fever-warm and wracked with coughs.
She needed to find food and shelter, but she could barely manage to keep her own eyes open or put one foot in front of the other, let alone catch even another measly, awful-tasting frog. She found herself missing her mother's milk and warm flank, and the wriggling bodies of her litter-mates on either side of her.
She flopped back down on the cold, muddy ground after a few steps and let her eyes fall shut. What was the point? With Sky gone and both her and Crystal too sick to hunt or find proper shelter, it was only a matter of time. She could only hold on to the meager hope that someone would find them - a kind cat, or maybe even another twolegs. She pricked her ears to listen for some kind of help, eyes still closed.
Another stroll outside of camp to get away from it all, for a moment of peace by herself, and suddenly, Larkstar finds herself in front of two kits left on the territory. Were they dumped? They look half starved and smell a little sickly. Unsure what to do in this situation, Lark bends down and gently noses at one of them, "hey, you alright?" she whispers.
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Originally Posted by Desert Rain Frog
Ripple Wandered Around, Every Step Felt Like Hell. The Burns Had Healed Mostly, But Still Hurt Like Hell. He Saw A Nice Spot Of Sun To Rest In. He Bounded Forward And Placed Himself In The Sun.
"What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?" Larkstar asks tersely upon seeing yet another unfamiliar face.
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Originally Posted by Little_fawn
Flame quickly moved away just in time before larkstar could hit him, He ignored the pride that crawled up his neck to his head. His eyes turning to larkstar as he kept his eye on the leader, he flight his striped long tail side to side as he balanced, his eyes targeting the next hit carefully. He took a step forward towards the leader before hesitating to do his move,its just a spar a spar like i use to do with willow, he reminded himself before charging again. The scarred tom breathed heavily as he neared the leader, his right paws stretching out as he attempted the hit larkstars neck.
He hesitated. That's what gave Larkstar time to react. If he hadn't hesitated, she'd most certainly have been hit. As it stands now, though, the leader sidesteps away from the attack, but she remains rather impressed still, so she sits and begins grooming her ruffled fur.
"You're pretty good, I'll give you that," she compliments, "but you hesitate too much - that's something we can work on. Are you scared you might actually hurt me?"
He hesitated. That's what gave Larkstar time to react. If he hadn't hesitated, she'd most certainly have been hit. As it stands now, though, the leader sidesteps away from the attack, but she remains rather impressed still, so she sits and begins grooming her ruffled fur.
"You're pretty good, I'll give you that," she compliments, "but you hesitate too much - that's something we can work on. Are you scared you might actually hurt me?"
fire Perked as larkstar sidestepped away, he tried his best to quickly react and land, but ends up being unbalanced and falls, spraining his front right paw from the pressure that was put on it. Once landing he quickly shuffled up to face Larkstar, He lightly put weight on his sprained paw as he listened to larkstar, the compliment made him smile a little before turning to a frown, hesitations thats something he would have trouble fixing. He continued to listen until the leader finished speaking, the scarred tom lowered his ears as he began to speak,""t-thank you" he began before replying to the question, does he deserve this? he barely landed the second hit which he hesitated on, he could continue with joining or forget about it and leave, which will he choose?"Yes i'm scared of hurting you, I don't spar with anyone often, i've only used my battle skills on predators that have hurt me before, I felt worried that if i heart you then maybe you wouldn't accept me into the clan" he replied a bit shakily.
His eyes looked at larkstar with a bit of worry, wondering if she would accept him, he had not much to offer but his loyalty and his battle skills. All of the trouble he goes through to join and then he hears he is not accepted, then he would have lost his useless time on joining. The risk he is taking is very bold even for a young warrior sized cat.
Prince standed up, his fur bristling and claws unsheathing. Who was this cat? Was this their territory? ''Is this your house? Sorry I just...'' Prince started to stutter in the last words. His voice was raspy and hoarse by the sore throat he had. ''I... wanted to rest'' By this time, the kittypet was shivering, both by fever and by fear. And even if he had unsheathed claws, he wasn't even ready to swipe at RiverClan's leader.
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"Hello there, Belle," Larkstar said after a moment, the flick of her ear the only indication she had heard the noice behind the intruder - likely just a bird or a squirrel. "Can you tell me where you came from? If you're simply lost, I can escort you back to the edge of my clan's territory."
[retrofitting this to be in the territory instead of camp - lamb wouldn't have been able to just stumble upon it]
Larkstar had only taken a few steps out of camp, had barely gotten even a quarter of the way to her destination when she smelled something odd. Poking her head around, the young leader quickly found the source - a kit. She couldn't smell RiverClan scent strongly on him, the scent remained purely superficial, so she knew he wasn't one of their own, nor were the scents of other clans on him. A loner's kit, perhaps? Whatever the case, he's here now and Lark either needs to find his parents or offer him shelter.
"Are you lost, little guy?" She questions, approaching slowly.
Another day, another trace of loner scent on the border. Stars, she was starting to get tired of this. Honestly, she heard the cat coughing before she scented her or saw her. Maybe the cat was downwind or something. Pacing over, Lark paused for a moment before approaching. "Are you alright?" She asked, but it was made clear from her tone that she was simply asking just to ask, her defenses still up.
Finding a strange cat just casually lounging in her territory made the leader's fur start to bristle. She did not approach this one with caution, she simply walked straight up to him, ears drawn back and tail swishing side to side. "What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?"
For a while, Larkstar just watched this cat who wandered seemingly unknowingly into her territory. He didn't look all that threatening, honestly, so she mostly just wanted to see where this went. Eventually, though, she figured she'd had enough just watching him, and slunk out from the taller, dead grass and reeds.
"You lost?" She starts, trying to come across as bored, "this is RiverClan land you're wandering around in."
"Alright then, Spider," Larkstar says gently, "While you're healing up we can call you 'Spiderkit', after that and once you're ready, if you still want to stay in RiverClan, come talk to me about an apprentice ceremony." Gently, she starts leading Spiderkit back to camp
[ go ahead and add spider to the allegiances and then send in a healing request for his wounds !! ]
Another stroll outside of camp to get away from it all, for a moment of peace by herself, and suddenly, Larkstar finds herself in front of two kits left on the territory. Were they dumped? They look half starved and smell a little sickly. Unsure what to do in this situation, Lark bends down and gently noses at one of them, "hey, you alright?" she whispers.
"What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?" Larkstar asks tersely upon seeing yet another unfamiliar face.
He hesitated. That's what gave Larkstar time to react. If he hadn't hesitated, she'd most certainly have been hit. As it stands now, though, the leader sidesteps away from the attack, but she remains rather impressed still, so she sits and begins grooming her ruffled fur.
"You're pretty good, I'll give you that," she compliments, "but you hesitate too much - that's something we can work on. Are you scared you might actually hurt me?"
Oh, Hello! Oh, Just Resting... These Burns! On STARCLAN'S Name There Such A Pain This Last Moon! Dont Bother With Them, There Healed, Still Hurt Like Hell. Wave Mewed To What Was Common Scence To Be The Leader. He Looked At Her Pelt And Smelled Her... The Same Strong Pride-Smell That All Leaders Had Clung To Their Fur. Your The Leader, Yes?
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Another stroll outside of camp to get away from it all, for a moment of peace by herself, and suddenly, Larkstar finds herself in front of two kits left on the territory. Were they dumped? They look half starved and smell a little sickly. Unsure what to do in this situation, Lark bends down and gently noses at one of them, "hey, you alright?" she whispers.
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Stormy blinked her eyes open, looking up to where the soft voice had come from.
"Hello," she mewed, voice a little hoarse. "We can't find our home, and also my sister's really hot even though it's so so so cold. And also he's coughing really really bad. And-and-and also I'm too tired to catch her any food."
She sat up dizzily, the urgency of the situation hitting her even through her throbbing headache. This might be her only chance to get Crystal help!
"Maybe can you, um, make her better?" she mewed, looking up at her. Wait- she'd forgotten something!
"Please?" she added quickly.
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"Hello there, Belle," Larkstar said after a moment, the flick of her ear the only indication she had heard the noice behind the intruder - likely just a bird or a squirrel. "Can you tell me where you came from? If you're simply lost, I can escort you back to the edge of my clan's territory."
[retrofitting this to be in the territory instead of camp - lamb wouldn't have been able to just stumble upon it]
Larkstar had only taken a few steps out of camp, had barely gotten even a quarter of the way to her destination when she smelled something odd. Poking her head around, the young leader quickly found the source - a kit. She couldn't smell RiverClan scent strongly on him, the scent remained purely superficial, so she knew he wasn't one of their own, nor were the scents of other clans on him. A loner's kit, perhaps? Whatever the case, he's here now and Lark either needs to find his parents or offer him shelter.
"Are you lost, little guy?" She questions, approaching slowly.
Another day, another trace of loner scent on the border. Stars, she was starting to get tired of this. Honestly, she heard the cat coughing before she scented her or saw her. Maybe the cat was downwind or something. Pacing over, Lark paused for a moment before approaching. "Are you alright?" She asked, but it was made clear from her tone that she was simply asking just to ask, her defenses still up.
Finding a strange cat just casually lounging in her territory made the leader's fur start to bristle. She did not approach this one with caution, she simply walked straight up to him, ears drawn back and tail swishing side to side. "What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?"
For a while, Larkstar just watched this cat who wandered seemingly unknowingly into her territory. He didn't look all that threatening, honestly, so she mostly just wanted to see where this went. Eventually, though, she figured she'd had enough just watching him, and slunk out from the taller, dead grass and reeds.
"You lost?" She starts, trying to come across as bored, "this is RiverClan land you're wandering around in."
"Alright then, Spider," Larkstar says gently, "While you're healing up we can call you 'Spiderkit', after that and once you're ready, if you still want to stay in RiverClan, come talk to me about an apprentice ceremony." Gently, she starts leading Spiderkit back to camp
[ go ahead and add spider to the allegiances and then send in a healing request for his wounds !! ]
Another stroll outside of camp to get away from it all, for a moment of peace by herself, and suddenly, Larkstar finds herself in front of two kits left on the territory. Were they dumped? They look half starved and smell a little sickly. Unsure what to do in this situation, Lark bends down and gently noses at one of them, "hey, you alright?" she whispers.
"What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?" Larkstar asks tersely upon seeing yet another unfamiliar face.
He hesitated. That's what gave Larkstar time to react. If he hadn't hesitated, she'd most certainly have been hit. As it stands now, though, the leader sidesteps away from the attack, but she remains rather impressed still, so she sits and begins grooming her ruffled fur.
"You're pretty good, I'll give you that," she compliments, "but you hesitate too much - that's something we can work on. Are you scared you might actually hurt me?"
"H-how far in am I?" Belle asks the cat, giving them a look up and down, "a-and who are y-you?" She'd had experiences like this, cats pretending to be nice and then hurting her. Shown from the scars on her belly and sides. She backed away from the cat more and kept her eye on them.
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Re: RiverClan Outsider Joining
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Originally Posted by FrostyGalaxy
"Hello there, Belle," Larkstar said after a moment, the flick of her ear the only indication she had heard the noice behind the intruder - likely just a bird or a squirrel. "Can you tell me where you came from? If you're simply lost, I can escort you back to the edge of my clan's territory."
[retrofitting this to be in the territory instead of camp - lamb wouldn't have been able to just stumble upon it]
Larkstar had only taken a few steps out of camp, had barely gotten even a quarter of the way to her destination when she smelled something odd. Poking her head around, the young leader quickly found the source - a kit. She couldn't smell RiverClan scent strongly on him, the scent remained purely superficial, so she knew he wasn't one of their own, nor were the scents of other clans on him. A loner's kit, perhaps? Whatever the case, he's here now and Lark either needs to find his parents or offer him shelter.
"Are you lost, little guy?" She questions, approaching slowly.
Another day, another trace of loner scent on the border. Stars, she was starting to get tired of this. Honestly, she heard the cat coughing before she scented her or saw her. Maybe the cat was downwind or something. Pacing over, Lark paused for a moment before approaching. "Are you alright?" She asked, but it was made clear from her tone that she was simply asking just to ask, her defenses still up.
Finding a strange cat just casually lounging in her territory made the leader's fur start to bristle. She did not approach this one with caution, she simply walked straight up to him, ears drawn back and tail swishing side to side. "What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?"
For a while, Larkstar just watched this cat who wandered seemingly unknowingly into her territory. He didn't look all that threatening, honestly, so she mostly just wanted to see where this went. Eventually, though, she figured she'd had enough just watching him, and slunk out from the taller, dead grass and reeds.
"You lost?" She starts, trying to come across as bored, "this is RiverClan land you're wandering around in."
"Alright then, Spider," Larkstar says gently, "While you're healing up we can call you 'Spiderkit', after that and once you're ready, if you still want to stay in RiverClan, come talk to me about an apprentice ceremony." Gently, she starts leading Spiderkit back to camp
[ go ahead and add spider to the allegiances and then send in a healing request for his wounds !! ]
Another stroll outside of camp to get away from it all, for a moment of peace by herself, and suddenly, Larkstar finds herself in front of two kits left on the territory. Were they dumped? They look half starved and smell a little sickly. Unsure what to do in this situation, Lark bends down and gently noses at one of them, "hey, you alright?" she whispers.
"What do you think you're doing on RiverClan territory?" Larkstar asks tersely upon seeing yet another unfamiliar face.
He hesitated. That's what gave Larkstar time to react. If he hadn't hesitated, she'd most certainly have been hit. As it stands now, though, the leader sidesteps away from the attack, but she remains rather impressed still, so she sits and begins grooming her ruffled fur.
"You're pretty good, I'll give you that," she compliments, "but you hesitate too much - that's something we can work on. Are you scared you might actually hurt me?"
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Charlie perks up and jumps back in alarm, startled by the she-cats voice. He pins his ears back and cowers. “Oh. I’ll leave. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to go on your territory. I was just seeking shelter.” He says quickly, not fully articulating all of his words from his anxiousness.
This cat didn’t seem too hostile, more so bored, however he’d been chased out before by others, so he was always bracing himself and prepared to be chased out once more.
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Michael slowly padded towards the border with his precious kit Cassie in his mouth. As soon as he reached the border, he stopped and sat patiently after placing his kit- who started playing with his tail- on the ground. Cassie was 5.25 moons old, had brown fur and beautiful blue eyes. Her tail gently swayed as she played with her beloved father's tail.
"Dad had better have made the right decision telling me to take Cassie to this clan..." Michael mumbled as he watched his adorably curious daughter fool around with his tail. He was William's son, yet smelled a tad different- whether it was the sea salt or the warm food in his scent, he did not know, but he sure as hell hoped someone showed up soon.
||Cassie knows a small bit about fighting but will only fight if absolutely necessary. She knows a lot about swimming thanks to her father and mother living near a lake- giving her ample opportunity to learn. She is a bit of a good hunter but she can also adapt to any situation, whether good or bad. She'll accept any name and she's more of a follower than a leader any way lol||
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fire Perked as larkstar sidestepped away, he tried his best to quickly react and land, but ends up being unbalanced and falls, spraining his front right paw from the pressure that was put on it. Once landing he quickly shuffled up to face Larkstar, He lightly put weight on his sprained paw as he listened to larkstar, the compliment made him smile a little before turning to a frown, hesitations thats something he would have trouble fixing. He continued to listen until the leader finished speaking, the scarred tom lowered his ears as he began to speak,""t-thank you" he began before replying to the question, does he deserve this? he barely landed the second hit which he hesitated on, he could continue with joining or forget about it and leave, which will he choose?"Yes i'm scared of hurting you, I don't spar with anyone often, i've only used my battle skills on predators that have hurt me before, I felt worried that if i heart you then maybe you wouldn't accept me into the clan" he replied a bit shakily.
His eyes looked at larkstar with a bit of worry, wondering if she would accept him, he had not much to offer but his loyalty and his battle skills. All of the trouble he goes through to join and then he hears he is not accepted, then he would have lost his useless time on joining. The risk he is taking is very bold even for a young warrior sized cat.
"A good amount of fear is fine, but we can work on the control you need in order to not fear your paws so much when practice sparring." She studies the cat for a moment, curious about how readily he admitted to being fearful. Immediate honesty is not a train she sees very often, but Larkwing isn't displeased by it. Mind made up, she stands again, licking flat the fur on her chest that had gotten ruffled in the quick spar.
"I think you'll do well in RiverClan. I'll assign someone to assess your swimming skills once I announce you to the rest of the clan - just to make sure we won't need to worry about you in the water. And you'll need to take on a clan name too how about..." looking the tom over for a few moments, she decides that perhaps thinking about the name too hard might not help her come up with the best name. Simplicity is sometimes the best bet. "Firetail?" Turning in the direction of camp, Larkstar looks back to Firetail, waiting to see if he'll follow.
[you can go ahead and add firetail to the allegiances !!]
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Originally Posted by Partypooper
Prince standed up, his fur bristling and claws unsheathing. Who was this cat? Was this their territory? ''Is this your house? Sorry I just...'' Prince started to stutter in the last words. His voice was raspy and hoarse by the sore throat he had. ''I... wanted to rest'' By this time, the kittypet was shivering, both by fever and by fear. And even if he had unsheathed claws, he wasn't even ready to swipe at RiverClan's leader.
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"House..?" Larkstar blinks. What's a house? Whatever, that doesn't matter right now. Curiously and cautiously, she approaches the intruder. "You're sick." It's kind of a question, but it's also kind of a statement. If this illness is contagious, Lark is hesitant about allowing them into her clan for healing. What if there's an outbreak thanks to this cat?
Deciding to err on the side of caution, the tortoiseshell backs up a few paces. "Is it contagious?" She asks, deciding that to be the more important thing than her name.
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Originally Posted by Desert Rain Frog
Oh, Hello! Oh, Just Resting... These Burns! On STARCLAN'S Name There Such A Pain This Last Moon! Dont Bother With Them, There Healed, Still Hurt Like Hell. Wave Mewed To What Was Common Scence To Be The Leader. He Looked At Her Pelt And Smelled Her... The Same Strong Pride-Smell That All Leaders Had Clung To Their Fur. Your The Leader, Yes?
This tom is very blunt, speaking to her as if he has a wealth of knowledge. Well, he looks quite old so it wouldn't surprise her if he did know a good deal. Still, she's a little on edge. Surely some cat so old would know better than to loiter around on Clan territory. He may have what looks to be nasty burns but surely he knows a loner healer? Ah, they're old. Still, Lark doesn't like the look of them.
"Yes. My name is Larkstar," her voice is tense - she doesn't trust this cat yet. "Why have you come here? I expect it's not just to 'sunbathe'."
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Originally Posted by lesbianism
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Stormy blinked her eyes open, looking up to where the soft voice had come from.
"Hello," she mewed, voice a little hoarse. "We can't find our home, and also my sister's really hot even though it's so so so cold. And also he's coughing really really bad. And-and-and also I'm too tired to catch her any food."
She sat up dizzily, the urgency of the situation hitting her even through her throbbing headache. This might be her only chance to get Crystal help!
"Maybe can you, um, make her better?" she mewed, looking up at her. Wait- she'd forgotten something!
"Please?" she added quickly.
The story of these two kits out alone makes the leader's heart break. They're so young! And if one of them is already sick, the other must be as well. She can't leave them out here... if she did... well, they may not leave this very patch of ground if she did.
"Ok," she says quickly and easily, lowering herself to lay on her belly. "My name is Larkstar... I'm the leader of a group of cats called RiverClan. I can take you two to see our healer, Tansypaw. What are your names?" She tries to keep her voice low and soothing, any louder and she worries something in the somber atmosphere may break.
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"H-how far in am I?" Belle asks the cat, giving them a look up and down, "a-and who are y-you?" She'd had experiences like this, cats pretending to be nice and then hurting her. Shown from the scars on her belly and sides. She backed away from the cat more and kept her eye on them.
"You're not too far in, don't worry. My name is Larkstar, I'm RiverClan's current leader." She explains, tail flicking as Belle backs away from here, clearly wary. "You can relax, I'm not going to bite you. Well- as long as you remain no threat to me or my clan."
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Originally Posted by chickadee
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Charlie perks up and jumps back in alarm, startled by the she-cats voice. He pins his ears back and cowers. “Oh. I’ll leave. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to go on your territory. I was just seeking shelter.” He says quickly, not fully articulating all of his words from his anxiousness.
This cat didn’t seem too hostile, more so bored, however he’d been chased out before by others, so he was always bracing himself and prepared to be chased out once more.
"Have you nowhere to go?" Larkstar asks curiously, head tilting to the side. RiverClan could probably provide shelter, especially with prey so scarce in leafbare. She could bring that up, but she wanted to see how this cat would respond first before she offered.
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Originally Posted by Thechaoticdigitalcircus
Michael slowly padded towards the border with his precious kit Cassie in his mouth. As soon as he reached the border, he stopped and sat patiently after placing his kit- who started playing with his tail- on the ground. Cassie was 5.25 moons old, had brown fur and beautiful blue eyes. Her tail gently swayed as she played with her beloved father's tail.
"Dad had better have made the right decision telling me to take Cassie to this clan..." Michael mumbled as he watched his adorably curious daughter fool around with his tail. He was William's son, yet smelled a tad different- whether it was the sea salt or the warm food in his scent, he did not know, but he sure as hell hoped someone showed up soon.
||Cassie knows a small bit about fighting but will only fight if absolutely necessary. She knows a lot about swimming thanks to her father and mother living near a lake- giving her ample opportunity to learn. She is a bit of a good hunter but she can also adapt to any situation, whether good or bad. She'll accept any name and she's more of a follower than a leader any way lol||
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She'd been doing a routine border check, making sure the scent markers were where they were supposed to be and all that, so imagine her frustration when an unfamiliar scent reaches her nose. Instantly alert and on edge from recent encounters with loners, Larkwing stalks through the brush towards a pair of cats, one adult one kit, sitting and seemingly waiting for someone. She wants to roll her eyes, but instead, she just slinks out of her cover with a low, warning growl, on edge and wary.
"Do you need something?" She all but spits at the two, reigning in her distrusting snarl only slightly. Just enough that they might think she's still willing to talk.
The story of these two kits out alone makes the leader's heart break. They're so young! And if one of them is already sick, the other must be as well. She can't leave them out here... if she did... well, they may not leave this very patch of ground if she did.
"Ok," she says quickly and easily, lowering herself to lay on her belly. "My name is Larkstar... I'm the leader of a group of cats called RiverClan. I can take you two to see our healer, Tansypaw. What are your names?" She tries to keep her voice low and soothing, any louder and she worries something in the somber atmosphere may break.
♡ s t o r m y & c r y s t a l she/her | she/him - 5 moons
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Stormy lay her head on her paws and wiggled closer to Larkstar with big eyes. A group of cats? She wondered how many of them Larkstar was the leader of. Maybe there were lots and lots of them, like 10 cats and she was in charge of them all! And with a healer too! She let out a little sigh of relief. Crystal would definitely get better.
"I'm Stormy! And this is Crystal and..." she trailed off, looking away from Larkstar. "..and that's it. Stormy and Crystal."
Moments ago she'd been excited about new cats to meet, especially a cat who could make Crystal all better, but at the memory of Sky, she just felt tired and sad again. "Can you take us there now, Larkstar, please?"