Septemberpaw had strayed into the WindClan territory; being her oblivious self-- oops. But, as soon as she noticed, it was too late. Hazel irises wide; she knew she'd wanted to join.. but not be accused of invading before she joined!!! "Uhhh-- may I join?" She called out in a forced rapturous tone.
i guess... we can blame it on the rain [[septemberpaw joining!!!]]
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"I see no reason why not, where do you come from and what is your name?"
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Septemberpaw blinked; her hazel-green optics were looking straight at the WindClan deputy; unless her eyes were deceiving her. "I've been a loner since I was born.. though, I have been in BloodClan, but then, I quit. I'm Septemberpaw!" She mewed excitedly, looking at Nebulaheart with an earnest gaze.
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ic;; "bloodclan, huh? pretty shifty bunch. how do we know we can trust you?" clarapaw gazed intently at the young apprentice, the ringed she-cat's claws flexing in and out of their decieving sheaths. leaping to an overhanging birch tree branch, she flicked her tail and examined her pair of creamy claws, the apprentice testing the air discreetly for any other cat who would help her out. "well, i can't just accept you here and now, but if anybody else who's a high position comes along, maybe they will." secretly, she hoped it wasn't benedictcumberbatch, the deputy, who accepted the other she-cat. the serval deputy already had enough on his plate with martin's death and everything.
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She nodded; listening to the opposite femmora. "I was nothing like them! I never wanted to do anything the way they did... I've always also had a thing for herbs, ya'know?" She shifted her digits; lashing her light tortoiseshell tassel. "Besides; I've never liked getting hurt, or being in the desert." She hoped she didn't sound wimpy right now.. she's just felt all of her life that she needed to be in a pro-clan.
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An ex-bloodclanner? Perfect! Hopefully this new member would act like a pro-clammer. Catchingfire had no problems with ex-anticlanners, but it was known that they tend to have certain habits Ike killing and capturing for no apparent reason. "Welcome to Windclan" the bodyguard yipped.
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"As what..?" She meowed; keeping her hopes up broadly. She was getting restless; shifting around in her place.
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"Depends on your age. We'll be keeping a close on you, anyhow, as a former BloodClanner. Precautions and all."
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"I'm eight moons. Everyone told me I'd grow up to be special..." She trailed off; looking at Nebulaheart earnestly. "So..... what am I?" She hoped she had given hints; but, she knew she might not make the cut; or it wasn't open...
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"You would be an apprentice here, too."
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She was silent; but she nodded. It was my dream.. but, I understand.. it must've been taken; or I need to prove myself! "Could I possibly become it in the future?" She sounded determined.
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"A warrior? Yes, some day."
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[b]"I mean a medicine cat."[/b] She tried to not sound mournful.
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[size=20pt]CLARAPAW ♔[/size]
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She leaped to her digits; determination flashing in her irises. "I will prove myself! And, by the way who's my mentor while I'm achieving my dream?" She turned to Nebulaheart; her virdian gaze sparking.