Hey its the ferret! (open)

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    Frost looked around the large moorland. There was a group of dens nearby. Must be a camp for something. She thought, heading towards it. It didn't look like anything lived on these moorlands, just rabbits and the occasional scent of cat. Her fur bristled. Frost used to live in a twoleg place, and the cats were nice enough. A couple were dangerous. The ferret was getting closer to the camp.

    Tigerkit was getting further from camp, grumping as he marched along and the tall grass brushed against his belly. He scented the ferret along with maybe a bazillion other things thanks to his super senses, and didn't bother searching around for Frost as he came upon her.


    "Rawr rawr rawr, I'll get out of camp if I wanna darnit!"

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    The albino, who had just left camp, quickly spotted the smaller creature, and approached it insinctively. "Uh, name and business, please," he mewed, as he came to a halt. This was what his clanmates usually said to visitors outside of WindClan, so he supposed that he should do it too.


    He also spared Tigerkit a quick glance. Personally, he didn't mind having the youngsters leave camp. Just as long as they weren't on their own, anyway.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Frost looked curiously at the cats before replying, "My name is Frost, and I don't exactly know where I am." Not exactly the best greeting, but it was all she could think of.

    Tiger's gazed whipped up, and now he caught site of the strange cat. Only it wasn't a cat! It was... a stretched cat! Suddenly a bunch of things went through the kit's head-- did this girl get stretched out by two dogs fighting over her? Did a twoleg machine squish her and she pulled herself up off the pavement all squished out?


    "How did you get so stretched?" he finally blurted out, taking a few nimble steps closer, mouth slightly agape to scent the air, as if perhaps the answer could be found in the ferret's scent.

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    He nodded at her reply. "You're on WindClan territory," he replied simply before turning to Tigerkit. Oh dear. Hopefully, the ferret wouldn't be offended by the youngster's question.
    They were kits, after all; they didn't know any better. [/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Phew - that went better than he expected.
    "So, uh, what might you be doing here?" the hairless tom asked. He couldn't say he was all that experienced in greeting visitors. Usually, he would leave the talking to the bolder cats.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    "Well," the albino began, hoping he was doing this right, "WindClan might be willing to accept you as a member, if you're up for that."
    Not being a HP, he wasn't entitled to letting creatures into the clan. If Frost did happen to want to join, he would have to get one of the advisers to accept her - perhaps the deputy or one of the leaders. [/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    The tom blinked his blue optics. "I don't think that will be too much of a problem. After all, I'm not exactly the best fighter or hunter. It's really all a matter of helping each other using the strengths we do have," he mewed, hoping that his explanation was understandable. "We look out for each other."
    Other than hunting, other things could also be done to pitch in. Like patrolling or maybe even helping the medics out by collecting herbs. If Frost happened to have Multiple Possessions, she would also be able to take the form of other, more powerful animals, such as cats, dogs, or perhaps even lions or bears.


    He personally had but one power, which allowed him to take the pain of others away.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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