come meet the intruder (open)

Ooc:(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1319026.new#new here's his bio if you want. I would advise you reaading it tho)

[size=36pt]Black Brother[/size]

[color=white]Early morning found the north east skies showing more promising and decent weather then last night. The wind last day had blown with an implacable force that had disrupted the peace and calm of the forest. A thick mist had hovered like a ghostly veil on the forest after that. But now, beyond the tops of the trees, pleasant sunlight was turning the mist into a warm yellow haze over the many streams. The river was very strong due to the recent downpours. Bits of wood and sticks where carried swiftly in the strong current as well as a very peculiar looking raft. It was a long battered old log with a rounded stern and rounded ends. It had a rickety air about it, especially if you witnessed who was aboard:
A big black panther with oily black fur and milky white eyes steered agilely the boat twixt the big branches and debris. The panther was a big and well built fellow even tho he was extremely old. he sported a jovial face and sung merrily as he steered his boat around in the river. Even if he seemed happy and everything seemed but peace and love he was here for very grievous matters.
He continued his little tune singing in a deep soothing voice whilst steering his boat in a calm part of the waters:

" T'is a long way down the stream me lads when a beast ain't got no grubbo!
With a belly like a wind blown sail aboard this leaky tubbo!
If i fell over board like this all thin and pale and slakko
A pike would take one look at me and' would quickly chuck me back ho'!
Me ribs are chowin' through me fur, i'm frightened of the weather!
In case of sudden gusts of wind it would whip me of like a feather!"

The little craft thudded softly against the wet river bank and the panther immediately stopped singing and jumped ashore. He dug his ebony black talons in the shore and in the front of the log and heaved mightily. For his old age, Midnight Sun was very strong. He had no difficulty hauling the log up the shore.
The dew was still clinging desperately to the humid grasses and ferns but it was going to evaporate in no time. The sun peaked around the corner and sunlight flooded the small clearing where the panther had accosted. The big feline busied himself looking around for dry wood while all along he was muttering "Yes, make a fire, a fire's always nice. You can just wait for them to come along while you get warm next to the fire." He had momentarily let go of his sea pirate accent that he had taken for his little tune and his voice was more mellifluous now.
Black brother finally found a few bits of twigs and branches that he pilled up in a small neat fagot.
He then concentrated and used his use of the molecule magic to ignite the fire. He immediately huffed and puffed on it to make it grow. A few moments later, he had a good blaze going. The red light illuminated the dim undergrowth of the trees and set a beautiful maraschino glare on the oily black fur of the feline. ShadowCat then sat down to wait for the others.
He had not to wait for a long time. Small imperceptible rustles where heard over the crackling of he fire. The big panther then called out to the wilderness surrounding him:

"Draw closer, little woodlander."

[size=36pt]Black Brother[/size]

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"name and business."
The huge panther shifted his position nearer to the fire. Wincing momentarily and arching his back he resettled himself better. The shadows where long and flickering, giving a mysterious look to the surroundings. He chuckled dryly as he inspected the young cat that was standing hesitantly at the border of the clearing. "i've visited two clans and when people spot me, i always get that." He cast his milky white eyes around the clearing, seeing everything alto you might think he was blind. He found a large stick of birch that was perfect for the object he wanted to create. A large paw snaked out of the darkness to grab the piece of wood firmly between the black talons of the big feline. The panther shaved away conscientiously the bark of the thick piece of wood, leaving only the knots and curls of the natural forms of the wood. The pale wood shone brightly in contrast to the oily black paw that was holding it. The feline tested the strength of the branch of wood by bending it against his paws. He started turning the piece of wood around and around in any position there could be, inspecting it attentively, analyzing the nooks and crannies of the wood like an expert would. Satisfied by it, he grasped it between the talons of one paw, the big inky panther unsheathed the other five and started scratching and grinding his onyx colored talons against the wood. Shrapnel peeled away slowly but surely.

"Come hither little woodlander. DO naught fear me little one. Sit by the fire, eat, drink and rest yourself. When the others arrive and when you are warm we can discuss."

"you never answered my question,"

The big panther chuckled again to himself. This one was very amusing. He continued to scrape away at the piece of wood. Long splinters and shrapnel fell on th ground in front of th big feline. He interrupted himself in his task to take the splinters in his paw and then threw them in the fire. The inky black panther then resumed his scraping of the now very odd piece of wood. It had a very familiar shape to him as he had done it many times. But to another he was just an old fool scrapping away at a piece of branch.
The silence prolonged itself broken only by the dry crackle of the flames and a frequent dull hoot of an owl.
"Now, i see that just like the others you shall not come by the light before you have learned. Clan cats are very alike in this facet of their personalities." The milky white eyes found those of the cat and the crapping stopped for an instant. "You know my young friend, names are quite contradictory. They can mean everything or they can be just wind and air." The dark feline laughed slightly amused at th fright he inspired at the little cat.
"Well, do not threat. I have many names but the ones i can remember clearly are Black Brother and Midnight Sun and Dark Night and Shadowcat. I have many others but they would be to numerous to name. Just pick the one that fits me the most and we'll be done with the matter."
He then resumed his scratching of the little piece of wood. As he heard only silence, he let his eyes stray to the little cat. "Is your quest for answers is achieved? No, am i not foolish sometimes! You also want to know my business on your lands. The only thing that i can tell you for now is that it is absoluetly beneficial to the river dwellers."
She still did not believe him...
"Come and sit next to the fire while we wait for the others. I'll need more persons to talk about my business. By that time you could tell me your name... "
Of course, the inky black feline already knew all the names of the clan dwellers. But this was not important.

ooc:(rwby fan?)

A gray blur appeared slowly but surely next to the ocelot. It was a very impressive magic effect, except if you knew how it was done. Again, the eyes of the old panther strayed to the gray cat next to the ocelot. Good, they where arriving now... And, they just needed a few more people and he could start the meeting.
A small youngster, silver pelt flashing in the fire. Perfect just a few more and maybe, just maybe they could start talking. "Is there a problem here?" His plan was going well, the acrid smoke of the fire and the light show caught the eye of anybeast at hundreds of meters. The little cats where drawn to the spot like insects to a torch. "look, you aren't allowed to be on riverclan territory, shadowcat," she meowed, "so i suggest you put out your fire and leave." She paused and then continued truly inquisitive now. "why do you need me to sit down with you? what is so beneficial to the clan?" Bah, maybe this was the time to act after all. The old inky black panther got up, his tail swishing slowly from side to side in a mechanic motion. He turned towards the apprentice:
"No, do not fear young one. There is no problem as i am a friend." He then responded to the little ocelot.
"I'm sure i would be accepted on this territory if you knew what i was about to say. let's say, i have a bunch of friends high up there... (he pointed to the stars with his thick snake like tail) And they sometimes tell me very interesting things. But i need you to listen very attentively to what i say. And what better fashion of doing that than sitting next to the fire and warming ourselves? Come now, Cinderella, Gallowscalibrator, Splashpaw. Come and sit by the fire with me." His eyes strayed back to the riverbank where he had left his boat. He got up and wondered slowly towards the log. He rummaged around for a few seconds in the hollow trunk and then finally found what he was looking for.
He padded back swiftly to the fire and threw three small fishes at the feet of the three cats. He was pretty sure they had never tasted fish like this. He had made them macerate in salt with a few herbs. Then he had smoked the fishes over a camp fire which gave them a delicious taste. Salt was a very rare thing around here and he was almost one of the only ones in the lands that knew how to extract it.
"Eat and rest an the old Shadowcat shall tell you everything he knows."

"Get out of our territory, NOW. If you wish to tell us nothing you must leave."

How amusing. They where drawn to the light like moths to a lantern. Without any concern with the threats, the large beast shuffled towards his boat once again. He rummaged around once more, pushing all the crystals,herbs and stones he owned to one side. Dear oh dear was this reunion was costing greatly him in fish delights! He came back with the small salted animal pricked on one of the ebony talons. His long tail swished from side to side with a hypnotic timing. He threw the appetizing little creature in front of the black and white cat. He was evidently amused at the anger of the femme. It was like seeing a kitten thinking it's a tiger. The eyes of milky white strayed around the camp fire. Four cats. Good, good.

"Well, the deputy of Riverclan has gifted us with her presence. That is all the better!"

he sat down and looked at the fire, his eyes reflecting the light of the fire. They took a beautiful shade of molten gold when exposed to such luminaries. The big panther seeing that none where settling themselves down started in a deep voice that he thought calming :
"Your ancestors have sent me a sign. I'm here to help the clans. I have been gifted the gift of sight."
He interrupted himself to pick up his sculpture which was taking form bit by bit. it was a very slender form. "The clan of water is in danger. So please, sit down next to me to calm yourselves. Eat and rest."

"did you not hear me? You are acting very irrationally for a clan cat.You are the deputy of the water clan are you not? If i have an information that could save lives, would you still order me to get out? Try and beat a bit of sense in your head young one.Put your hate and natural instincts behind an try to listen for the good of your clan!" he said amused. "Now, is everybody here ready and open to listen to a poor old panther that is trying to help you?"

"Then tell me the info then leave. Just stop with all the gibberish."

This one would make a good warlord but a bad clan leader by the looks of it. Another reason why she would need his help. The children of the clans needed to swallow their pride and old beliefs if they wanted to be aided. None should try and whack at the hand that is trying to reach out... Oh well, he would just have to gain their trust bit by bit and prove to them that he did not dwell in the shadows. Splashpaw looked inquisitively at the old panther. He finally asked his question to the inky black feline:

"Is there a reason why you can't tell us your message right now? Surely we'll send word of it to our fellow clanmates, so you could just tell us what you mean by 'the clan of water is in danger'. Also, although it may be a makeshift campsite, I'm going to point out that I don't trust you enough to want to get any closer than this."

The old panther smiled kindly at the young apprentice. He liked the inquisitive nature. This one was curious yet he was not aggressive, just on his guard about things that he did not know about. Clever young cat.

"Yes, there is a reason that i'm not telling it you right now the message. Life is a long journey that takes in every little detail. The fact that you asked that question, the fact that your deputy is on her guard, the fact that i took my time to get another treat, everything is planned out by our ancestors. I must see that i do not disturb the order of things. You see, the fact that i plan things out is in itself quite disturbing for the balance of the world. So i make it up by trying to take the time necessary for it to readjust to this new chess piece. And, my young friend, it is wise of you not to trust a campsite with an old panther that distributes goodies and tells you that he can predict the future. But i can assure you that this is absolutely no trap."
he chuckled to himself as he thought about it. Traps where for cowards. But a trap laid down by him would have been much more subtle and well hidden. No, he was being honest with the cats.
The milky white eyes of the panther turned to the black and white deputy. And he smiled amicably.

"I cannot "stop the gibberish" as you say Archipelagoisland. I can't change the way our ancestors have made me. You clan cats of all should know that better than anyone. Now i shall ask: does everyone here trusts me, even if it is a bit?"