why is it always me ? joining

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    Neville had been wandering for a while, spending most of his time either tripping over air, glancing behind him to make sure he wasn't close to death, and being happy that he wasn't starving. The calico-furred tom had been out for a while, lost in the woods and completely trapped in his own reverie. The kitten missed a lot of what he had been born in, but most of it was only an oblique reminiscence that Neville couldn't really say much. It just felt like home, and walking for miles and miles wasn't exactly his dream life. The cinnamon calico yawned, mouth splitting wide as he glanced around, chocolate orbs latching on to something particularly pretty. It was a camp of some sort, but he couldn't grasp the true magnitude of it as his roleplayer truly didn't know much about it either, and didn't want to risk screwing up on the description. Had he finally reached civilization?

    [font=tahoma]The first thing Luna noticed about him was that he had thick, lush chestnut and gold fur and had a strange, immediate desire to inspect it. The second was his dark eyes, which glimmered with his slight nervousness, kindness, and even a subtle hint of something else, something...bolder. The third was that he smelled of something other than SkyClan. Moving slowly, and stopping more than once to peer interestedly at a toadstool or twig, the Lovegood eventually stopped in front of Neville and stared at him with her wide blue eyes. "Hello." the cream mink meowed absently. "Who are you and why are you here?" she didn't seem unfriendly, no, not at all. She was certainly different, that was for sure.

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    Neville gave a little leap of startle, as the voice that spoke up was not that of what was first expected. Cool, gentle, and obviously full of a mystifying serenity, the tomcat was pretty sure she was a ghost, before realizing that it was only her ghostly voice that gave that impression. Turning to face the luscious furred she-cat, Neville dipped his head politely, lip trembling slightly. What if they didn't let him join? Ugh that'd be so awkward. As he brought his gaze back up, he met the face of a pretty she-cat with light cream fur and round blue eyes, curiosity and truth ringing throughout. "I'm N-Neville. Nice to m-meet you." he began, heart going at a speed much too abnormal for just a simple meeting, "I'm l-looking t-to join... I-If I can!" Neville added sharply, making sure it wasn't too forward.

    A smile appeared on her slim muzzle. "I can't accept you, but someone who can will be around soon, I'm sure." Luna finally blinked--the first time since she had began moving towards him. "Sinkingpaw walks around invisibly, though. If you happen to see a floating scarf don't be surprised." the cream mink's nose twitched. "I'm not sure why he does that. It seems like hiding to me...what do you think?"

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    Neville now could see her true colours bleeding through, someone who was imaginative and curious. She was simply a smart and wise character with a love for the bizarre things, and even though they had just met, the air she gave off was one of the many things he picked up. "Who knows..." Neville shrugged, dipping his colourful shoulders casually.

    [font=tahoma]Luna continued to watch him, though she did sit down. Neville's interpretation of Luna was correct. She blinked again, but her clear blue eyes remained fixated on the calico tom.

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    [color=#35586C]"I'm sure Sinkingpaw or one of the other Wardens will be here to accept you shortly!"     Fairypaw would assure, making her way to the scene with a gentle gaze. It was often that she saw cats, such as this Neville character (though she wasn't aware of his name yet), on the border, requesting admission. It made her happy, to see SkyClan grow under Onestar-and formally Brimstar-'s reign. More warriors, right? And queens and elders and apprentices and quite possibly medicine cat apprentices, like herself. But there were a lot of those right now, anyway.


    Shifting her pale green gaze onto the multi-colored tom, she would have to think that it was a rather odd coloring for a male, a calico. You didn't see those everyday. Letting a smile cross her features, the tabby would await a Warden or higher.

    [font=tahoma]Luna turned and stared at Northernvoyage. "Yes," the cream mink mewed in her misty voice. "He wants to join. His name is Neville."

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    Neville let the cats converse, before dipping his head to the deputy politely. "I swear to be loyal to this clan." what was this clan called anyways? He so far did not know, but maybe he could ask Luna or the other cats later.