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Originally Posted by Arie
Snailriver was out walking on his own when he picked up a strange scent. It was a loner... Not a rogue, that much was apparent. Deciding to check out the scent further he pushed through the tall grass as he spotted the ginger molly that was resting there, noticing her large belly. A pregnant one... Sighing he pushed through the grass and called out, "I know you're there." That was all the large white tom could say his ginger tail swishing back and forth but staying low. He was unaware of who this cat was, if they had aggressive tendencies or not and the white tom preferred to keep his ears and tail intact. And so he crouched even closer, ears flicking back and forth but he was quite sure that this molly was on her own.
"Do you have any reasoning for being on Riverclan territory? If you seek to join us, which I assume you are considering one in your state will struggle to find any peace on these pieces of land, I will bring you back to the camp with me. But only until I know you're going to be no danger to me or my clanmates. I need to know of your intentions before allowing you entry." That was all he said as he sat down on his haunches from his crouched down position and looked at her intriguingly. |
Rose startled at the voice, she'd been so distracted with her own thoughts that she hadn't realized that she wasn't alone. Her tail flicked back and forth, she tried to calm her nerves. "It is my intention to join your clan, and I mean none any harm." She called out loudly, and scanned the area around her trying to find the source of the voice that spoken.