((No she doesn't!!))
Night nodded. "Yes join us." She smiled.
((Sure!!))
Night dipped her head to Ryan. "Sort of." She meowed. "I don't really know why?"
OOC: Mind if I join? ;)
IC: Wind slicing through his brown tabby pelt, paws moving gracefully across the ground, heart pounding in his chest. Quickpaw, a loyal WindClan Apprentice, had heard the sound of fighting in the distance. He had sneaked out of camp to see what fight was about. All he knew was that two other cats had retreated from the battle, he didn't know who, though, he was running to fast to even get a glance at them.
Finally, Quickpaw reached the place where the sounds came from, or so he thought. But he was convinced fully when he smelled other cats, not from WindClan, and blood. The skinny but strong tabby tom stood unprotected in the field of snow, his yellow gaze shifting to and from anywhere a cat could hide. The cold night seemed silent and incased in shadows, yet the stars shone brightly.
OOC: Sure! By the way the two cats in your avatar look like my real cat prince! 
IC:Ryan jumped into the bush also and curled up into a corner.
Night followed slowly, curling up close to Darken, she stayed far from Ryan.
((I like him!! But can I see Longpaws also?))
OOC: Haha, cool ;)
Quickpaw opened his mouth and tasted the air. He snapped his jaws shut at the bitterness of the blood scent, but he found out that the cats were nearby. But were they watching him, waiting for a moment to attack? Or were they hiding behind something? Etheir way, Quickpaw had to know. "Hello?" He managed to whisper. "I am a member of WindClan, show yourselves." This time he meowed it more loudly. His ears perked up and his heart quickned as he heard something in a nearby bush. StarClan help me! Quickpaw silently prayed.
Night nudged Darken and slowly followed Ryan out. "Hello young one." She purred.
((I'll mentor Brakenpaw.))
Quickpaw felt that his heart was about to burst through his chest when he heard the rustling of the bush again, but this time two cats appeared. No, I can't be scared! Only kittypets get scared! He thought to himself, trying to calm himself. His thoughts didn't really work, though, because he was shaking by the time he finally said something. "H-hello..." Quickpaw stammered. "I'm Quickpaw. Who are you and why are you on WindClan territory?" He meowed a bit more firm this time.
Night smiled kindly. "I am Night, this is Ryan, and he is Darken. We are just passing through." She twitched her tail to each tom in turn.
Quickpaw relaxed as the she-cat spoke, and then realized that the fur on his tail was fluffed up. Oh, thank StarClan they weren't invading WindClan territory! He felt dizzy with relief as he thought to himself. "So, Night," Quickpaw started, shuffling his paws with anxiousness, "where you guys going?" He got so curious that he couldn`t stop himself from asking.
"I promise I won`t tell," The brown tabby added with a smile.
OOC: Sorry for any spelling fails lol xD
Night smiled sweetly at the young tom. "We are going to mothermouth." She meowed flicking her tail along his flank. "You have nothing to fear."
Quickpaw smiled back at Night. She is quite the she-cat... He thought to himself.
"Well, why are you going to Mothermouth?" The brown tabby Tom was getting more curious at everyword Night said. His yellow eyes were glowing like Silverpelt had swirled down into them and the world seemed brighter to the Apprentice
Night looked up a the stars. "I'm following my friend Darken. He has something to do." She purred, her green eyes meet his. "I'm just along for the ride. And anyway I've nothing better to do." She meowed and brushed her pelt with his. "Why are you way out here at this time of night?" She asked.
"Well, I was going to see what the fighting was about and warn everybody, but theres no danger here, after all," Quickpaw meowed in a rush, but he didn't know why he did. He breathed in Night's warm and sweet scent with a content sigh. He didn't know what to do know, he had found out there might have not been a fight after all so he could go back to camp but he didn't want to leave Night. No, I have to go back to my Clan, Quickpaw thought to himself, but then kept changing his mind. He kept tellimg himself that he should go back to camp and forget about Night, they had only just met and he was a very loyal WindClanner. But he couldn't make up his mind.
Night looked up at the moon then back at Quickpaw, her green eyes reflected silverpelt. "Of course theres no danger." She purred and moved closer till they were brushing pelts. "Its a beautiful night, isn't it."
Quickpaw blinked warmly at Night, gazing into her strikingly beautiful eyes. "Yes it is," Quickpaw purred, touching Night's paw with his tail tip. The brown tabby looked up at the bright, round moon. As soon as his yellow gaze met the moon, he came up with an idea.
"Hey, I could come with you to Mothermouth, if you like," Quickpaw suggested, looking hopefully at Night. "I know this land well, so I could be a good guide."