Ugh, this was exhausting. He’d been walking for how long now? Ridiculous, honestly, that some twolegs could even take him that far. Huffing and puffing as the ginger tom walked, he carelessly dragged his paws over the ground. He was tired, what else would he do? The tom wasn’t going fast, at all. Yes he wanted to get back to his clan, but he knew better than to unnecessarily hurry and basically run around like he had no head, unlike some who’d certainly be doing that right about now. He, instead of doing that, walked calmly. And it wasn’t like he needed to be particularly on edge either or anything, he knew this part of the outskirts – in fact, ever since he came on familiar ground, he’d been going about it more lethargically, also since he was tired and there didn’t seem to be any danger anyway. At this point, the warrior knew RiverClan was close. He knew ever since he reached the familiar part of the twoleg place that it shouldn’t take more than a day’s walk, unless he decided to take a break, but it seemed like he wouldn’t. For all his laziness, how utterly exhausted he was and just how much he wanted to plop down somewhere and sleep, Gingerfrost was on a steady trek to RiverClan and before he knew it (as a matter of speaking, he was very aware of it) the young warrior had finally stepped upon the ever so familiar territory once more.
He looked rather roughed up from his long trek, and his paws honestly just hurt. There was no other way to put it. But unfortunately he knew he’d have to go through the whole rejoining business – what a pain, honestly. If only it could be handled after he took a nap, if anything, but it was as it was and he supposed he’d prefer to be back in RiverClan rather sooner than later.
Huffing as he finally reached camp, glancing quickly across the busy clearing, Gingerfrost knew exactly where he’d likely find whoever he needed: the leader’s den. Yet there was always the risk of some mousebrain taking him for an outsider and trying to chase him if he wanted to head all the way over there. Yeah… No. He wasn’t even going to bother with that possibility, he’d simply head over to the nearest non-mousebrained looking cat instead and have them escort him to whoever is in charge now. He’d been gone for a while, and some things ought to have changed for RiverClan. Hopefully no one incompetent was declared leader since. Either way, he would find out soon enough as he spotted a seemingly… Not so mousebrained looking cat. Hopefully. "Hey,"
Walking over, the ginger tom half-muttered to get the other’s attention. As much as he wanted to plop down right then and there, he perhaps better not do that right now.
Shimmerbird had been grooming her forepaws when she heard an unfamiliar voice beside her which caused her to flinch. She whipped her head around with narrowed eyes, ready to chase the outsider out at a moment's notice. Just as she was about to tell them to leave, she realized they looked somewhat familiar, although she couldn't recall ever having interacted with them before. And then it came to her. "...Gingerfrost? Where have you been?"
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Shimmerbird had been grooming her forepaws when she heard an unfamiliar voice beside her which caused her to flinch. She whipped her head around with narrowed eyes, ready to chase the outsider out at a moment's notice. Just as she was about to tell them to leave, she realized they looked somewhat familiar, although she couldn't recall ever having interacted with them before. And then it came to her. "...Gingerfrost? Where have you been?"
At least it seemed like he didn't make a bad choice of who to approach - he didn't blame her for being ready to chase him out at first, they weren't exactly familiar and RiverClan scent had undoubtedly left him, or at least become very faint, yet the point was that she didn't chase him. His nose scrunched up slightly at her question, thinking back on his past venture. "Long story,"
The Tom answered, giving a flick of his tail. "Can you take me to whoever I need to speak to about my coming back?"
Returning his dark gaze on the molly, Gingerfrost asked. He could only hope she wouldn't pry, he didn't exactly feel like telling all that happened to some random cat and honestly, he really was just tired. The sooner this rejoining business was over with, the better.
Settled down now as she waited Flamebriar looked around at her surroundings. She sure missed this place even if she wasn't born here. She had been here for four moons after leaving Shadowclan to find her niece. That was a while ago now, but she still missed those times. Hearing a cat the molly stood up to make herself look more proper. This cat was unfamiliar, but scented of Riverclan. Flamebriar allowed them to say something first before she said something. Now it was time.
"My name is Flamebriar and I've come to return home.", she meowed. The tortoishell was a bit nervoua on if she would be welcomed back or not. She didn't know how long she could live as a rogue. "A long while ago I was going in a stroll when this badger came at me. It was inside the territory and I didn't want it to find camp, so I managed to have it follow me out into the outskirts. I was going to return, but there was this storm that caused me to seek shelter. I was badly injured for many moons. I didn't mean to be gone long. Is there anybody I can speak to to come back?", Flamebriar asked.
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⇢ With a curious tilt of his head, the tall dark-furred shield listened to the outsider explain herself -- telling him that her name was Flamebriar and that she had come home. It was difficult to deduct if this shecat was telling the true or not. Obviously, this tortie did not have the scent of Riverclan on her after being away for so long, and Snowleap did not recognize her, so it was all brought down to sheer trust on his end. Before the longhaired oriental decided though, they continued to be silence as Flamebriar tell her story and how she ended up in this situation in the first place. It appeared like the molly had been through quite a lot. Upon her question, they answered that right away. “That would be me.” The tall tomcat meowed, “My name is Snowleap and I am a Riverclan shield. Kestrelstar has died and Sparrowskip, his deputy, is in the process of taking over as leader of Riverclan. For now, these kinds of decisions will be handled by me and my fellow shields.” He wouldn’t admit it outloud, but Snowleap felt rather mature right now, handling this and actually being in charge of an important choice. However, the dark long-furred shield knew, deep down, he was overthinking it and needed to stop wasting time. If he remembered right, it would be dusk soon.
“I’ll admit, Flamebriar, I cannot think of a valid reason to turn you away.” Snowleap remarked, his whiskers twitching, “I can tell you have been on quite an adventure and are ready to return to Riverclan.” He knew cats like Wormbite and Kestrelstar would’ve probably questioned her more about things. But maybe they wouldn’t. The tall oriental longhair had never seen them when either tomcat handled rejoinings, so who knew how this was usually handled? Sparrowskip had entrusted him with these things and he would do so in the classic Snowleap fashion. “Come on, let me walk you back to camp.” They said, turning their body towards the path, "Welcome back, Flamebriar.” The dark tomcat gave the tortoiseshell shecat a friendly, warm smile before they both headed down the usual way back to Riverclan’s camp entrance. Hopefully, Snowleap wouldn't regret this decision.
[ Flamebriar has been accepted back into Riverclan. You may resubmit her to the Allegiances. If you would like, you can post one more reply to wrap this roleplay up, but we can leave it here if not. ]
Iceheart sighed, walking to camp. Being gone for two weeks, the Elder wondered if anyone had noticed her disappearance. She was stopped by a Shield. "My name is Iceheart. I am a RiverClan elder nearing her end days." She mewed quickly.
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softkit padded back to camp, slightly ashamed that she had gone missing a second time. She licked her sopping wet fur. She couldn't believe she made the same mistake. The riverbed was just so slippery! Softkit didn't know how she managed to slip in the river, but... yeah. She did sneak out of camp. So she couldn't expect anyone being very happy with her- at least she tried getting back to camp as soon as possible. Even though it was a few weeks or days, softkit didn't know, she was mad at herself for sneaking out of camp agian. She silently swore to herself that she would never sneak out of the camp agian. Softkit noticed that she had arrived at her destination. Taking a deep breath, she went inside. "Um, hello? Anyone?" She stuttered out, nervous.
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softkit
softkit padded back to camp, slightly ashamed that she had gone missing a second time. She licked her sopping wet fur. She couldn't believe she made the same mistake. The riverbed was just so slippery! Softkit didn't know how she managed to slip in the river, but... yeah. She did sneak out of camp. So she couldn't expect anyone being very happy with her- at least she tried getting back to camp as soon as possible. Even though it was a few weeks or days, softkit didn't know, she was mad at herself for sneaking out of camp agian. She silently swore to herself that she would never sneak out of the camp agian. Softkit noticed that she had arrived at her destination. Taking a deep breath, she went inside. "Um, hello? Anyone?" She stuttered out, nervous.
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⇢ The tall dark-furred shield had been minding his own business, licking one of his paws and drawing it over his face to smooth the ruffled fur. It was during that particular grooming session, the tomcat’s long ears perked up at the tiny, stuttering voice of…a kitten? He opened his icy blue-hued eyes and immediately noticed a small ball of fluff coming through the Riverclan camp entrance, drenched to the bone and appearing rather anxious. Snowleap jumped to his paws and quickly trotted over with a concerned expression. “Hello?” He remarked, bending down to look at the small shekit, whom he did not recognize but could smell Riverclan all over her, “What in the name of Starclan happened to you, young one? Why are you outside the nursery?” After remembering young Talonkit's fate, they knew that this kitten was very lucky to be alive. Where were her parents? How long had she been outside camp walls? Many questions stirred through Snowleap's head as he awaited for an answer.
⇢ The tall dark-furred shield had been minding his own business, licking one of his paws and drawing it over his face to smooth the ruffled fur. It was during that particular grooming session, the tomcat’s long ears perked up at the tiny, stuttering voice of…a kitten? He opened his icy blue-hued eyes and immediately noticed a small ball of fluff coming through the Riverclan camp entrance, drenched to the bone and appearing rather anxious. Snowleap jumped to his paws and quickly trotted over with a concerned expression. “Hello?” He remarked, bending down to look at the small shekit, whom he did not recognize but could smell Riverclan all over her, “What in the name of Starclan happened to you, young one? Why are you outside the nursery?” After remembering young Talonkit's fate, they knew that this kitten was very lucky to be alive. Where were her parents? How long had she been outside camp walls? Many questions stirred through Snowleap's head as he awaited for an answer.
softkit
"I snuck out." Said Softkit softly. "And I slipped into the river. Thats why I'm all wet. I managed to, uh, half-swim half-the-current-carried-ne to a bit of land and I tried to come back as soon as possible. Of course, just before I left the place I'd been staying, I slipped into the river- agian! But luckily a few rocks were behind ir, and I drifted to them and came back." Softkit felt like her answer was a bit to vague, so she added, " The rocks weren't very sharp, that's why I'm not injured."
"I snuck out." Said Softkit softly. "And I slipped into the river. Thats why I'm all wet. I managed to, uh, half-swim half-the-current-carried-ne to a bit of land and I tried to come back as soon as possible. Of course, just before I left the place I'd been staying, I slipped into the river- agian! But luckily a few rocks were behind ir, and I drifted to them and came back." Softkit felt like her answer was a bit to vague, so she added, " The rocks weren't very sharp, that's why I'm not injured."
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⇢ The oriental longhair listened to the young kitten explain herself, telling this tale about slipping into the river. “You are very lucky to have survived such an ordeal,” He meowed before shaking his head, “And coming out of it with just a wet pelt too? Starclan was surely watching over you during this.” Snowleap glanced behind him back at the Riverclan nursery and then back down at Softkit. “Alright, I’ll take you back to the nursery, but I want you to promise me that you will never sneak out again. It’s a miracle a fox or a hawk didn’t snatch you up…” They weren’t trying to frighten the shekit by saying all these things, though the tomcat didn’t really mind doing so -- maybe it would ensure that the kit wouldn’t go missing again. He obviously couldn't turn her away from the clan, but the least Snowleap could do was ensure her future safety. After the death of Kestrelstar and all the aggressive outsiders trying to get at Riverclan, the tall shield didn't want anymore easily avoidable deaths.
Codkit walked back, swaying on their paws. They looked around. What did I do with my life? Were that in trouble in any way? The black-and-white kit sure hoped not.
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