Nightfeather made her way into Riverclan territory, breathing a sigh of relief that she was back home. She paused to shake a couple of leaves off of her pelt, and as she did the collar around her neck jingled. She felt a burst of anger at the sound, but didn’t do more than mumble a few choice words, knowing anything else was most likely futile. Beside the dark grey she-cat crept a timid fluffball who also had a collar around her neck. Lilykit felt rather terrified of the prospect of going back, she knew she was going to get in trouble for leaving in the first place, and having been forced to live with twolegs was just so embarrassing. Especially with this wierd thing they had put around her neck. Still, riverclan was home, and she wanted to see her family again. Lilykit’s ears were flicking nervously as she looked around, not knowing how far camp was from here.
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Oleander stumbled. "OOF!" She squeaked. She licked her bruises, cursing under her breath. "Where the hell am I now?" she grumbled. Annoyedly, she got up. Now was not the time to be sunshine and rainbows. She was done being a naïve child. Let's get this crap dealt with."I've decided to join RiverClan, if you'll let me. If not, I'll park my ass back to my burrow. I'll hunt an' fight for ya. I know how to do it. I'm not sittin' round like a stupid kittypet."
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Lynxpaw stumbled through the outskirts back into clan territory. He hadn't been here for a very long time. He left a 13 moon old apprentice and was back now, as a 21 moon old loner, still holding on to his apprentice name though.
He did not want to go to Shadowclan again. He did not like it there. He didn't want to confront his dads. So he decided to try out Riverclan. They always seemed nice enough. He reached their border with the outskirts and sat there, hoping to run into whoever the leader was these days
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Thank stars… thought Grizzly, giving a sharp grin. ”Thanks- what your name?” she asked her broad structure shifting. Hm. Maybe this clan cat wasn’t so bad. She looked around. Beautiful, again. She got up and began to follow Gingerfrost
"Gingerfrost."
The tom added curtly, slowly beginning to walk so Grizzly could easily keep up. Luckily, the trek towards the outskirts wasn't long, him marching on is silence. He only stopped once they were a few tails length's from the border. "Be careful not to wander onto clan territory again."
He mew, gesturing towards the correct direction with his head, patiently waiting for what Grizzly may decide to do next.
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"Born and died a Shadowclan cat, made Riverclan my second home," He let the words roll off his tongue easily; river and home seemed to fit perfectly together to him. He looked up at Gingerfrost, eyes large and open; he had nothing to hide. "Bumblebellys my dad! I doubt he's still around but.. you know, its not idle losin' hope so easily," Wasp hummed. He took note of fhe cats relucantless to spill any details about himself. Wasp let out a sigh; one of both content and exhaustion. his stomach was beginning to prick with hunger. "I'm looking for my home again!"
Second home, huh. It sounded much like the stories he heard as a kit, if not the ones that took place just moons before - of cats dying and coming back. Gingerfrost no longer questioned it, only found it strange how this should work. He decided not to pay mind to it, finding to exhausting, and instead noted the name of the warrior Wasp claimed to be his father: Bumblebelly. The tabby lightly pursed his lips. That was indeed a warrior he could faintly remember; if anything, when he thought about it, one could say that the feline in front of him resembled the late warrior. "..He indeed isn't around anymore."
A little reluctantly, Gingerfrost spilled the news - in his mind confirmation enough that this was, indeed, RiverClan. He gave a light, belated, nod, as though it meant to be a 'sorry' for the feline's supposed loss. So he wanted to return home? "We'll give you a chance. One. Leave and your return might not be so simple."
After some silence, he gave a decisive meow, gesturing with his head towards camp as he began walking. "You'll have to take on.. back a clan name."
Although, Wasp probably already knew that.
[ Done! Go ahead and submit them with their apprentice name! ]
Troutstone was not looking the best, nor did he feel it. His ribs still showed on his sides, and his energy was low. He had to lean on Specklemist to keep going sometimes. Specklemist herself was not in greatest form, but with high spirits as they came in sight of the border. The sour-faced Webkit trundled behind. How had the kit even gotten out of camp? Troutstone shook his head.
After escaping those starless caverns, they still made him shudder and the stench of them was still in his fur, and found Specklemist on the outside, there to find him and bring him home. They began making their way back home and found Webkit. It was obvious that he was lost, though the sly devil had claimed that he was searching for them. Unlikely, since Troutstone hadn't even known his name before.
And there was the border, RiverClan scent was strong and welcome.
This certainly was a sight to see; three cats returning, all at once. Troutstone, Specklemist and some kit. Was this the first time? He wasn't certain, couldn't remember quite so clearly. "You."
His eyes flitted down to the kitten. "Run on back to the nursery, don't let this happen again."
He couldn't be bothered to hear the kits' extravagant excuse, deciding to send them back straight away instead. That was at least a little quicker, it wasn't as though they could kick kittens out. As for the warriors now;
"What happened to you two?" "Troutstone. You were only temporarily exiled, what happened."
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She paused, her mind slowing. Not all clans were bad. “What clan are you from?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. The molly flicked her ear, waiting for an answer
"Gingerfrost."
The tom added curtly, slowly beginning to walk so Grizzly could easily keep up. Luckily, the trek towards the outskirts wasn't long, him marching on is silence. He only stopped once they were a few tails length's from the border. "Be careful not to wander onto clan territory again."
He mew, gesturing towards the correct direction with his head, patiently waiting for what Grizzly may decide to do next.
Second home, huh. It sounded much like the stories he heard as a kit, if not the ones that took place just moons before - of cats dying and coming back. Gingerfrost no longer questioned it, only found it strange how this should work. He decided not to pay mind to it, finding to exhausting, and instead noted the name of the warrior Wasp claimed to be his father: Bumblebelly. The tabby lightly pursed his lips. That was indeed a warrior he could faintly remember; if anything, when he thought about it, one could say that the feline in front of him resembled the late warrior. "..He indeed isn't around anymore."
A little reluctantly, Gingerfrost spilled the news - in his mind confirmation enough that this was, indeed, RiverClan. He gave a light, belated, nod, as though it meant to be a 'sorry' for the feline's supposed loss. So he wanted to return home? "We'll give you a chance. One. Leave and your return might not be so simple."
After some silence, he gave a decisive meow, gesturing with his head towards camp as he began walking. "You'll have to take on.. back a clan name."
Although, Wasp probably already knew that.
[ Done! Go ahead and submit them with their apprentice name! ]
This certainly was a sight to see; three cats returning, all at once. Troutstone, Specklemist and some kit. Was this the first time? He wasn't certain, couldn't remember quite so clearly. "You."
His eyes flitted down to the kitten. "Run on back to the nursery, don't let this happen again."
He couldn't be bothered to hear the kits' extravagant excuse, deciding to send them back straight away instead. That was at least a little quicker, it wasn't as though they could kick kittens out. As for the warriors now;
"What happened to you two?" "Troutstone. You were only temporarily exiled, what happened."
Webkit's eyes flashed fiercly at the deputy, then marched away.
Troutstone stepped forward. "I got lost in some tunnels after taking shelter in them, then Specklemist went to find me." That was the simple version of it.
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Lily approached the river. She was afraid of anything but water. Since she was a kit, she loved seeing the reflection of the sky in the river. Against her weakness to fight or hunt in the water she was a good swimmer.
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Beastflame patrolled the border as the sun peeked out from between the trees, making him squint to maintain adequate vision of the territory. It had been a couple days since Pikestar assigned him the dawn shift for the outsider lookout patrol, and everything had been quiet so far. He was half-expecting today to be the same as the walked silently down the river bank, tufted ears flicking back and forth. Then, a silhouette in the distance caught his eye. He sniffed the air tentatively, making sure that he wasn’t about to confront one of his own clan mates. But even though the she-cat looked comfortable with the water, she was certainly not a Riverclanner. Or a clan cat at all. Bristling, Beastflame approached, amber eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“Are you lost, outsider?” he asked upon reaching the other cat. “This is Riverclan territory.” He didn’t attack the cat outright, even though ever finer of his body was itching to, as he recalled that his purpose was to find these outsiders before passing judgement. So he stood there calmly, his striped tail flicking back and forth as the only sign of his impatience.
Beansprout listened to the young cat with a purr of laughter. Though he was sure some of these stories were exaggerated, he was glad that the kid was talkative. He heard Moon's stomach rumble and tilted his head. "Once we get back to where we're going, I can get you some food. Do you have a favorite food?" With that, he looked back up at Pikestar with a purr. "Shall I take this kid back to camp to grab a bite?"
Re: RiverClan Joining & Rejoining
