Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

ooc:: Jayflight |m| dark gray tabby with green eyes
Apprentice: Skypaw


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ic:: Twilight turned her head to acknowlage Moonsong. "...Warrior life isn't easy, Twilight." Twilight blinked at the she-cat in reply, the fur on the back of her neck standing up. This cat was a little breezy and odd. "Besides," the she-cat said in a less serious tone, "You have no need to eat it now. You can eat it before you want to sleep." Twilight glanced at the clan around her, wondering why this cat was able to order her to do things. Shrugging, she nodded her head to be polite.

A handsome tom approached her, and she twitched an ear. His eyes narrowed, and she immediately felt unwelcome. She narrowed her eyes right back at him. If he didn't want to act nice, then she didn't want to either. "My name is Dawnfur." he told her in a thick tenor. She picked up a paw and scratched the ground underclaw. "You can call me Twilight." the she-cat replied in a half-icy tone, the same short way he did.

"Well, she's got some fight in her! Perhaps I'm wrong." the fox-like tom from before said, humor in his tone. She whipped her head at him and flashed her teeth. "We'll see though. Have fun. Being a warrior is really great and if your supposed to be here then you will prove it to us." He pulled back and shrugged his shoulders. Twilight was confused by his sudden niceness. Was this what these cats acted like all the time? Nice, mean, nice, mean? How could she tell who her friends were? "Good luck Dawnfur!" he chuckled as he padded back to the fresh-kill pile. Mean again. Her brow furrowed as she thought about his actions.

"Well whatever you do don't come near me! I don't want your kitteypet stink blocking up my nose!" The firey small cat snapped. Twilight didn't pay her any more attention. She was growing tired of the anger and resentment. Cats were retreating to their duties, judgement and gossip hot on their lips. Another apprentice approached her, and his air was more like the she-cat who gave her seeds. "I'm sure you'll make a great warrior." He said simply, turning to go about clan life. Surprised, Twilight murmered a thank you.

She took a deep breath, really looking around for the first time. The dens in the camp were constructed of plants. The only familiar one to her was the ferns, her twoleg had it growing in her yard. the camp was big, more than enough room for the small clan that inhabited it. It was early afternoon, about the time she'd stop for a nap. She shook her head. She really needed to stop that habit if she was to live up to the cats in her dreams. But her differences from the clan were alarmingly obvious. She had a twang to her voice that was much different than the cats in the clan had. Her fur was much more kept and sleek. Her pads were raw from the journey, but she bit her lip and endured it. The grass underpaw felt much better than the stones and dirt she'd scraped across getting there. She'd walked along high fences and narrow strips, so her ballence was great, her steps were graceful. But looking around, that wasn't much of an advantage. There wern't alot of obstacles to manuver. With a sigh, she turned to her mentor. "So what first?"