[The Kitty.]

[ @Moonraven ]
Magheera parted her jaws in a long, weary yawn as she slipped quietly into the den of this so-called "Twilightstar." Even with the large Cashmere's supposedly confident stride, well... Her whole body, every nerve: Everything inside her - for one of the first times - tingled with sheer anxious excitement. What would the Clan leader think of her attitude? Her background? What if she never ended up actually accepted? Did the Clans hate her, after she and that wretched Cookie had killed ShadowClan's Strikepaw? Ugh. It was all so uncharacteristically worrying... What a pain.

"Twilightstar?" The Cashmere poked her head through the entrance of the den. "I was wondering if I could uh... Join your Clan."