X `fitting in isn't that easy-- [new cat {o}n riverclan borders?]

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    his limbs felt weak, feeble. aching, feeling that if he'll go any longer he'll collapse, face down on the soft green-leaf grass. How long will this take? He'd already passed the so called "Sunning rocks" that he heard about, he could almost veiw the river. The blue flowing substance rushed calmly as he got closer.


    His name was Blackout, a kittypet, well, former kittypet. He left his owner, along with his mother and brother to join Riverclan, how did he know about Riverclan? An old bulky neighbor, Jay, a cat that pretty much lived in garage. Though, Jay, always had interesting stories to tell on Blackout's free time. He always talk about the clans, and how they all had their 'unique' technics and methods. It seemed very interesting to Blackout.
    Blackout was anti-social, a shy little fella. However, he decided to attempt to join Riverclan anyways for various reasons. It will surely change his life and get a new beginning, and hopefully find some new friends.

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    ᏆᏣ~ Silverfeather spotted the strange looking cat, and padded up to him. He looked shaky and needy. "Are you okay?" The she-cat asked him, a rosy pink tongue running over his head fur to try and steady him. She looked into his eyes, trying to make out what was wrong. Maybe a dog had frightened him. Or maybe he is just tired and needs a good night's rest...


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    Sparklife look across the river when she heard a voice. She spotted two cats at rivers bank. She growled, hoping they weren't gonna attack. She slid into the river and swiftly swam across it. She pulled herself out of the churning water once she was on the other side. "Excuse me?" she said, a little more politely than she meant it to be.

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    The rather small-size tuxedo cat glanced at both she-cats, feeling a combination of curiosity and a little anxious. These she-cats weren't kitty-pets at all. Despite of the cats' seen ribs, These were defiantly wild cats, by the sent of prey aroma on their fur. Blackout pawed at the grass, "are y'all from Riverclan?" he asked in his normal quiet voice.

    Sparklife cocked her head. This cat smelled of Twolegs. How did he know of RiverClan. "How do you know about RiverClan, kittypet?" she asked, pushing away his question.

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    ᏆᏣ~ "Yes, we are from RiverClan," Silverfeather replied, concern in her eyes. This tom needed help, and yet teh she-cat was putting his questions aside. Even a simple question. She was fine if Sparklife didn't reply to a question such as 'When is your next attack?'. Silverfeather probably wouldn't even reply to it herself.


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    Blackout blinked, "someone told me about about Riveclan," he quickly hesitated for a heart-beat, "I want to join your clan," he explained, almost confident. Though, he felt a tension of himself and probably the other cats too.

    Sparklife tensed up when the other silverr tabby told them that they are RiverClanners. She glanced at the tom ahead of her. "We have to ask Rangerstar first," she said in reply to the kittypet's question.

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    Blackout slightly nodded, that must be their leader. He thought as he remembered Jay telling him about leaders, and how they had 9 lifes after they get appointed leader.

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    Oneiropaw had been strutting proudly along the border of RiverClan, her eyes had challenged any possible intruder or threat to come out. However, the sound of nearby talking made her turn her multi-coloured head fast and narrow her eyes. What now, intruders? If so, she could take them down! Oneiropaw approached on steady paws, her belly skimming the ground. She advanced until she came to a clearing where there was a stranger and two other RiverClanners already on the scene. What was going on? Oneiropaw stood up properly and walked over to the group, her violet eyes very large. "Whats going on? Who are you?" Oneiropaw asked. Yay, questions suited to everybody and anybody.