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 Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:56 pm
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Seaclan
" It's alright, Serenepaw." Sandstripe meowed softly, almost whispering-like as she showed her close (and friendly?) affection for the tom-cat." You should probably return to Oceanmist..." He trailed off. His eyes followed the small uniquely-colored she-cat headed towards the newcomer/rogue, Sky, where Sandstripe observed a wound on his head. His focus returned to Serenepaw. He purred at the cat's profession and compulsion of hers whenever she sees an injured cat. He diverted his attention He'll retrieve some herbs at a later time.
Kindsoul's warm scent flooded his nose with the innervation of sanctuary. Sandstripe began to feel a rhythmic feel of his clanmate's tongue trail upward from his neck to his ears, a sensation he found soothing. Along with the harmony of the forest's ambient sounds near, he began to wonder if this was anything like Starclan. But of course, earthly concerns erased the vivacious thought from proceeding. Feelings were mixed and emotions stirred in his stomach. Queasy, he silently cursed the fate of the medicine cat den, hoping one of the many herbs would cure his sudden ailment.
Head and body, accompanied by exasperation was annoyance beyond thought, like a tick. Sandstripe looked to Kindsoul, who comforted him with her presence, he asked with a half-inquiry/half-statement: " We should look for herbs, you and me, if you want to come along?" He dare not force her to if she was tired enough. Maybe Lostpaw or Rarepaw would accompany me, perhaps? ████████████████████♣ ████████████████████ ♣ ████████████████████ ♣
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 10:19 pm
Rarepaw Clan: Seaclan
Rank: Apprentice (mentor: Ivoryscales)
Mate: None I speak my mind...
:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡ "I'm not sure." Rarepaw answered honestly, her eyes moving down to her paws for a moment. Then she lifted her head, her eyes full on confidence. "But whatever happens, Seaclan will rise to the challenge, I'm sure of it." Rarepaw stoop up not her paws. "Right, let's go." She padded over toward the nursery, grabbing some of the leave being used to remake the walls, and using her mouth, lifted it into place. :｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡
...So I'm not forgotten. occ: Kindsoul Clan: Seaclan
Rank: Warrior
Mate: None Let me heal...
:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡ "Sure, I'll come with you." Kindsoul said, eager to help in any way she could. She would be glad to travel for a bit with Sandstripe, and Starclan knows they would need all the herbs they could get. She looked around quickly for Rarepaw, to make sure the she-cat had found something to do. She spotted her with Lostpaw, working on the nursery. "Good." She turned back to Sandstripe. "We should head out right away. Did you have a place in mind?" :｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡
...your broken heart. occ:
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 10:00 pm
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Seaclan The river was the place that coursed his mind, but he rarely found much of the herbs the first time, and the herbs already caught were mostly depleted or gone. He sighed softly at the small benefits of the future endeavor. Starclan, help us in our time of need. Sandstripe prayed." Maybe around the river again. There's some already plucked herbs that were left there. We can go there if you want." He mused to Kindsoul. Not much of the other places were known to contain any of the herbs that were needed anyway. Sun-drown place? Not even in the slightest. He gave a gesture to show her that he'll be back. He padded back over to Ceruleangaze and Frostfern, where he asked them to come along on a herb hunt. They kindly declined at his request. That was expected anyways; their appearances reflected their more-than exhausted condition. He looked on over to Serenepaw, where she tended Sky's wound. She's busy. Sandstripe thought to himself bitterly. He looked around the camp clearing, wondering he could find a lively clan-mate to help out.
(OoC: It's school next week : Then two weeks later, it'd be finals. )
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 12:05 pm
Kindsoul Clan: Seaclan
Rank: Warrior
Mate: None Let me heal...
:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡ "Sure, we may find some there." She replied. She watched as the other cats declined Sandstripe. She sighed, but she wasn't surprised. They were all exhausted, and very startled. "We could ask Rarepaw and Lostpaw to come." She suggested. She looked around the camp for other possible cats. She considered asking the Deputy to come, but she was more needed in camp. She even considered the Loner their clan was housing, but he was trying to stop the bleeding on a cut, he was in no condition to come. :｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡
...your broken heart. occ: Finals... ick! xp
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 7:06 am
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Seaclan The sand-colored tabby let out a suppressed, exasperated sigh as his green-bright eyes inspected the perimeter once more, left to right as thoroughly as he can, hoping to see if there was a last minute recruit to help collect herbs. The medicine cats will have went and no one has the such knowledge of the wise healers. His tail flickered rather agitated. Of course rebuilding the camp was, supposedly, the most ostensible concern of Seaclan at the moment. A few moments had passed and Sandstripe stood on all four. His heartbeat was stronger. He felt a small shimmer of anger coursing somewhere in his blood, but kept the utmost deadpan expression on his face. Will no one help? He inquired to himself. To accumulate as many herbs to help prevent worsened injuries, he calculated around three other cats would be an enormous help. It was only until Vixenheart had volunteered had Sandstripe would have just ran over to the cliffs and jump. The pretty, cream tabby had minor wounds, cuts from Starclan knows where it had came from.
" Ceruleangaze, get your lump off the ground, we need help!" He padded over to the grey tom sitting at where the warrior dens used to be at a faster-than normal pace. He prodded the exposed belly of his clan mate." You're not even doing anything," he inferred." We're herb hunting, you want to come with with Kindsoul, Vixenheart and I?" The average-sized cat shot up, startling Sandstripe as the dark-washed cat walked over to Kindsoul and Vixenheart." Great, four cats on the hunt, nice persuasion skills, if I do say so myself." Trotting to the entrance of the devastated camp, he relayed the information given to him by Oceanmist:" Cobweb, marigold, rushes, or anything that may seem useful, okay?" Four was a good number. Four seasons, four clans. The bright-green eyed, sandy brown tabby decided best two pairs." The more diversely spread we are, the more better chances of getting herbs... Most likely. Don't get separated by more than a tree length." He turned his head towards Kindsoul, not what to do next.
[OoC: I feel awful that I haven't replied in like, forever. And the fact Seaclan sort of disappeared off the radar for a while. So sorry emotion_0A0 )
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 11:19 am
XxEchoingSilencexX Sorry for the bad post, i had to rush this one D: I v o r y s c a l e You might believe,
the sun is the source of the ocean's shimmering beauty.
But truthfully,
it's the ivory scales floating beneath the water. ██████████████████████████████████████████ Ivoryscale breathed in the salty air before opening his heavy lids. His sight saw a blurry vision of the camp clearing that eventually cleared up. It felt a while since he had some deep sleeps. When was the last time he rested peacefully? Felt like moons. His mind grew flustered from the story of the death of the SeaClan member, Echosong. The calico's words repeated to him with such fluency. The tom is having difficulty on grasping on the purpose behind these thoughts. Why is her death causing him to feel... so much burden? Almost as if this she-cat was close to him.
Ivoryscale furiously shook his head to vanish these dark ponders from his mind. He warily groomed his white fur and gazed up at the sea. His mind whirled from his sleepy state and grew distorted. The tom needed something to keep himself awake, he needed an interesting companion. This time, not a she-cat. The white-tom noticed a group of she-cats in the distance coming his way and to his misfortune, found their faces familiar. Did he tried wooing them earlier yesterday? How many she-cats is he befriended with? It appears they're just returning from a fishing hunt, distasteful. Their clumped and wet furs caused his shoulders to shiver in disgust.
Ivoryscale fled away in time and ignored the call of his name. The tom skimmed the camp as he continued strolling through. His eyes only darted towards the figure and faces of she-cats. Where are the toms in Seaclan? Ivoryscale edged closer to the leader's den, where most warriors would avoid to leave their leader in peace. He sighed warily and closed his eyes, resting them for a quick second. The tom grew hesitant to open his eyes and only see she-cats once again, but he did so anyways. His heart grew relieved to find nothing but an empty and peaceful area around Shiftstar's den. It questions the warrior on his sudden urge to avoid the presence of she-cats. Aren't females his usual companions? Could it be because of the tragic death of Echosong that caused him to feel so solemn?
The tom's ears perked from the tone of a certain voice, a deep voice. It wasn't a she-cat, which caused his curiosity and interest to flutter eagerly around the leader's den. Who is this tom? Ivoryscale went pass his manners and quickly peeked inside the den. His eyes beholden the figure of a tom, an unfamiliar one. Was this perhaps the stray that Dragonfire found herself? Ivoryscale smiled pleasantly and felt his skin itch to meet this new tom. He couldn't stand another she-cat being wooed by his simple hellos. The warrior waited outside of the den patiently and groomed his fur as he awaited his new companion. ██████████████████████████████████████████
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 2:59 pm
 
COMPANY: Serenepaw, Ivoryscale
OOC: Crap response post to Ivory sorry, wasn't much he could do.
Sky paused for a moment in the middle of rubbing the scratch on his head with his paw when another she-cat showed up in font of him. She gently pushed his paw away, and in return he turned towards her with a puzzled gaze in his earnest cerulean eyes. He opened his mouth to protest against this strange action, since he saw no purpose in another cat licking his wound, but he closed his mouth and decided to remain silent when she started talking. She started apologising of all things, saying that she was sorry and that she had no “herbs” to give him. ”Oh. Okay.” He said in his deep monotone, sounding as if he had no idea what the she-cat had just said. ”Herbs?” He repeated this strange word after her, narrowing his eyes at her in confusion and tilting his head to his right slightly. ”A rock fell on my head, why are you apologising?” While it may sound like a stupid question to ask, Sky’s eyes were earnest and perfectly serious.
Puzzled as he was, he nodded at the she-cat’s words to keep his head elevated above his chest, not that he was about to walk around with his head lowered for no particular reason, so that went without saying. ”Rogue?” He asked the point-coloured she-cat, his brows furrowed and his expression puzzled. Why do these cats keep referring to him as “Rogue”? First it was the fiery she-cat, now it was this gentler she-cat. The Shifting Star (Shiftstar) had already given him a “name”, which was “Sky” - an odd thing to call him by, if he was honest. Ugh, these cats were changing their minds on what to call him all the time. He was already starting to get confused about what his “name” actually was!
While the point-coloured she-cat continued to lick his head, Sky closed one eye when her tongue rasped over it. As he flicked his gaze back up, he noticed a white tom sitting outside the den, eyeing him with an interested gaze. Sky returned the gaze with an equally intense stare of his own, furrowing his brows and staring so intently at the white tom that it seemed as if he was staring straight through the tom’s eyes and into his soul.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 4:34 pm
Serenepaw You sit there in your heartache Waiting on s o m e beautiful boyXXXXXX XXXTo save you from your old ways XXXXYou p l a y forgiveness XXXXXXWatch him now XXXXXXHere he comes He d o e s n t look a thing like JesusXXXX But he talks like a gentleman Like you imagined when y o u were young Ooc: I changed accounts
I stared at the sky-blue eye tom, I retracted to look him in the face, my bushy tai twitching from side to side. The clan needed me much more than the Moonpool would need me, Oceanmist would be attending that. I did not need to go there, all I needed was to be here, with my clan, my family they were. I had no other family, none at all. So all these strange cats were my family, "Yes, herbs, they are what I use to heal my family, and you are my family, or, I consider you my family even if you are a stranger." i twitched my nose. "My mentor and I use these herbs to heal you, they have all sifferent types of properties, they'll prevent blood loss, cure headaches, stomachaches, everything you might have. Unfortuatnetly, as you can see from the damage, I have nothing for you, and I'm very sorry for it. Although, you'll live, it's just the fact I cannot do a thing for you that bothers me." I spoke to him softy, clearly attempting to be as kind as I could.
The Tom had a familiar look to him, and it made me stare at him, a Falcon something he reminded me of, I had heard stories of this 'Falcon' person, I could not remember him though, so I did not give it much thought. My eyes shifted, and I looked at the clearing. It wa a mess, destroyed, ruined, it made my heart sink into the pit of my stomach. "Rouge..." I started off, before shaking my head. "Sky, i mean, I presume that is your name? Ah, well, my name is Serenepaw, and that.." I pointed my nose towards a staring Ivoryscale, "That is Ivoryscale, why don't you go and introduce yourself?" I said to the male. Noticing the two cats staring at eachother intently.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 6:56 pm
Kindsoul Clan: Seaclan
Rank: Warrior
Mate: None Let me heal...
:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡ "Yes, very good persuasive skills." Kindsoul replied to Sandstripe, managing a quick smile, despite all the distraction around them. She listened while he listed all the herbs they were going to try to look for, calling all of their images and smells to mind, so she wouldn't forget them. Kindsoul nodded her head, splitting up would be good, they could cover more ground that way. "Good idea. Why doesn't one group look around Sun rocks and the other group look around the River. The herbs are more likely to be growing close to water. But be careful, the ground may not be very stable right now." She suggested. She'd have to be careful to watch where she put her paws when she went out there, she didn't want to become a burden on her clan, by getting herself injured at a time like this. They'd need every warrior for the next while to come. :｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡
...your broken heart. occ: Welcome back! Seaclan is alive again! biggrin
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 7:46 pm
Do gales of peace blow out the flames
or spread them faster on their way?  GriffonseaFemale | Warrior | Single | Bio | Storyteller Lost and foundforsake me nowor let me return home!Griffonsea bounced over to Ivoryscale, intrigued by his intent stare towards somewhere. Popping her head to his side, her wide blue eyes stared curiously at the stranger. He was handsome, that she could tell right away, but he also had a sort of dumbstruck look to him.
She caught the last bit of what Serenepaw said about introducing himself to everyone. She chimed in, "Yes yes, we'd sure like to meetcha! All these strange weather things happening all the time and now a rogue has appeared! StormClan's usually the one to find all the cool rogues. They're really greedy! They don't need to be any bigger than they are anyway! We're the ones who need 'extra paws' the most, being the smallest Clan. Even then, you'd have to prove yourself to be a warrior like Dragonfire and Phoenixice then. But that's for later. Right now you're probably really confused-yes you are I can tell by the look on your face, hehe! You look like you've never seen another cat before! Well there are plenty of us here in the Clans, more than you've ever seen. Cats, cats, cats."
She flicked her ears at him and commented, "So where are ya from? You kinda look like me! We have the same color fur and blue eyes. Maybe we're related eh? Heh nah that's not possible, I'm from SeaClan originally and there's no way you're another lost kitten case, it's not like we had a hundred of those or anything. But still it's kinda cool. Whatcha doing here anyway?"
She plopped down on her hindquarters, gabbing away as usual. When she was finished (or perhaps had only taken a few breaths before launching on another series of unanswered questions), she tilted her head and gazed at him with her unblinking blue eyes.
I want to stay freeso bring to methe endless spray of foam!Perhaps I'll defeat your fiery flames
or lose myself among the fray.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:08 pm
COMPANY: Serenepaw, Griffonsea
OOC: Yeh he dun talk much XD
To someone as oblivious to the outside world as Sky, these “herbs” sounded absolutely amazing to him. He had miraculously lived his whole life without ever getting sick or ever requiring medical treatment, so it came to no surprise that the ticked tabby tom had no idea that they were merely plants chewed into poultices. To him, they seemed like some sort of miracle cure for diseases. ”Oh. Okay.” He repeated the same reply as before, without even realising it. By now, the rhythmic scraping of the she-cat’s warm and wet tongue was starting to bother him. Sky had never seen another cat before today, and now he suddenly found himself completely surrounded by other members of his own species. He particularly found she-cats strange and different in general, especially their scent. Although he could not put his paw on it, they smelled drastically different, almost as if they had a sweeter scent. Sky, having lived his entire life as a warrior fending for himself, has naturally developed a cautious streak in his personality. As the she-cat smelled different to himself, his instincts screamed for him to run off or unsheathe his claws to defend himself. Fortunately for the medicine cat apprentice, Sky did neither. The only movement he made was to slide a small distance away from her, but his stiff sitting position remained the same.
Sky’s ears pricked and his intense gaze at the white tom was momentarily broken when the she-cat introduced herself as Serenepaw, and the white tom outside as Ivoryscale. ”Serenepaw.” Honestly, he did not know what to say apart from her name as a greeting. Hello? How is life? What is your status of health? What was he supposed to say? His gaze shifted back to the white tom outside when she introduced him as Ivoryscale. Why did cats in the clan have such strange and long “names”? He honestly failed to see how her paw was serene, nor did he see any ivory scales on the tom outside. Some day, he would ask some cat how they were named.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to answer, another she-cat bounded into the den and stopped about a cat-length from where he was sitting, wide blue eyes gazing into his own. Sky was too shocked to respond properly, and the only thing he did was to mirror her look. The she-cat then started meowing non-stop, with Sky only understanding about half of what she had said. He caught the word “rogue” again, something about being “greedy” - he was very sure he was not a greedy cat, he only ever ate his fill in the human barn. There was something about a “clan” and needing “extra paws” - why did they need extra paws? He had four of his own, and he was perfectly happy with them. She talked about being a warrior, at least that was something he understood and could do. The names she had garbled had basically slipped out of his mind, and he was so overwhelmed by her long speech that he could not even bring himself to respond properly to her questions and to affirm her suspicions that he had indeed never seen another cat before. ”Uh.” Sky’s blue eyes were wide as the moon as he gazed back at her with an utterly terrified expression. He slid backwards ever so slightly, backing away from this terrifying she-cat who would not stop meowing at him. All the attention seemed to be on him, which made him feel terrible because he had no idea what to do. He visibly gulped as he shuffled away slightly from the she-cat, sliding on his bum and looking at her as if she might eat him any second.
The she-cat hardly drew another breath before she went on another ramble, this time commenting on how they looked similar and how they could be related. Frankly Sky thought that he could bear no possible relation to a cat near the sea, but he never had a chance to get a word in. He only had a chance to answer her last question, which just happened to be ”what are you doing here anyway?” ”Sitting.” He replied in his gravelly monotonous voice, his eyes wide and innocent and his expression confused, making it clear that he was thinking very deeply about this simple question. His head tilted slightly to one side, mirroring the she-cat's own position. She could see perfectly well what he was doing, so why was she still asking? ”Talking. I think.” “Talking” might be a bit inaccurate as the she-cat was the one who did all the talking, but he was talking while he answered the question so technically it counted as what he was doing...right? Conversations were confusing, very confusing indeed.
((Sky's face))
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:25 pm
Do gales of peace blow out the flames
or spread them faster on their way? GriffonseaFemale | Warrior | Single | Bio | StorytellerLost and foundforsake me nowor let me return home!Griffonsea noticed how confused he seemed to be and purred in amusement, her eyes narrowing in contentment.
"I meant whadd'ya doin' here, in SeaClan," she chuckled. "Like, where'd ya come from, why were you allowed in camp, and so on. We don't let cats into our camp often y'know!"
She positively beamed with friendliness. Usually, Clan cats were supposed to be cautious of outsiders.However, Griffonsea couldn't bear to hold prejudice. The SeaClan warriors who had rogue blood in them were really loyal warriors. Only one evil tom had ever wronged them, and he was dead now. She was curious about this rogue, especially because of how awkward he was around other cats. He must come from far away, which filled her heart with thoughts of adventure. What stories must he have experienced? She must get him to talk! Her eyes blazed with the passion for it.
Adventure. The best thing the living world had to offer!
I want to stay freeso bring to methe endless spray of foam! Perhaps I'll defeat your fiery flames
or lose myself among the fray.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 6:21 am
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Seaclan Sandstripe waved his tail smoothly over the ground, unsure if the she cat was getting the message through. His breathing tightened a bit in his chest." Sooo, should we pair up together? Or should one of us go with Ceruleangaze or Vixenheart?" His eyes dropped to the ground, feeling its smooth areas and occasional rough textures with his right paw, idly waiting for a response.
He gazed the vicinity where the camp was, and observed the outsider. He snorted at his interactions with his clanmates. It was quite funny to look. Sometimes the cat's reactions would be a puzzled look, or sometimes, a cold, nonchalant expression." I wonder how other clans greet strangers. With open paws and friendly greetings? Sandstripe thought as he saw a familar pelt color going to the loner." Or with distrustful eyes and clouded minds?"
Back to Kindsoul, he looked differently at her. The glimpse of the rogue Sky was only mere seconds." Right, marigold, cobweb, rushes. I think I was just delaying the task at hand. Shaking his head and claeing his thoughts, Sandstripe came up with reasonable idea." The river is most likely to find herbs, so I suggest Ceruleangaze and Vixenheart to go there." He paused for a moment and took a relaxed sigh." As for you and me, we can check Sun Rocks and possibly stay there to look for more 'herbs'." He winked at Kindsoul." That If Sun rocks isn't that affected by the rockslides and all as the camp was."
[ooc: Iphone, you wouldn't believe how hard it is to type on Iphone emotion_donotwant Btw, I wants to be first to say happy Valentines Day! ]
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 9:56 am
Kindsoul Clan: Seaclan
Rank: Warrior
Mate: None Let me heal...
:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:*.:｡✿*ﾟ’ﾟ･✿.｡ Kindsoul smiled at Sandstripe as he suggested the tow of them be a pair. She was hoping he'd be okay being her partner, but she didn't want to force him. "I'd love to be your partner." She told him happily. She really enjoyed his company, and knew he would be watching out for her in the possibly dangerous terrain. "That sounds like a good idea to me. Shall we head out now then?" She dipped her head to the others, excusing herself, and with a bounce in her step, she took off in the direction of Sun rocks, her tail gliding across Sandstripe's side as she passed. She hoped they would come across some herbs that would be helpful to her clan.
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...your broken heart. occ: Well it looks like you did a good job. Happy valentines day!
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 4:38 pm
COMPANY: Griffonsea
OOC: Bleh, tiny post
To say that the she-cat was scaring the living daylights out of him was a sore understatement. Just when he thought that the barrage of questions was over, she chuckled and asked what he was doing here in “Seaclan”. Seeing that he had been in the camp for less than 2 days (I think?), there was still a lot of clan-speak that he did not understand. ”Um.” He opened his mouth and licked around his mouth as he pondered how to answer this flurry of questions. ”I don’t know where I come from, all I know is that the...water brought me here.” His tone was grave and serious, and he did not seem to realise that he sounded utterly ridiculous. In truth, he came from the Horseplace near Breezeclan, but he had lived his whole life in a human barn, hence he knew nothing of the outside world. He did not know about the lake and the river that ran alongside Seaclan, nor did he know that it was this river that had carried him to the clan cats during the flood. ”The cat who calls herself the Shifting Star told me I could stay as I don’t know how to return home, and she gave me the name “Sky”. I don’t see the reason for having this “name” though.” The tom sounded more confused when he spoke of his own name. He could recognise every cat by scent and by their different appearances, so why did they need “names”? It was one more difficult thing to remember, and one more confusing thing to register in his mind. These cats were indeed very strange in their ways.
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