IT GETS A LITTLE LONELY (open/joining)

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From a distance the tall redwood trees had seemed very appealing, even more so was the idea of living on an island. Even if it was only separated from the mainland clans by two small creeks, it was still a complete new approach to life, and Terracottawarrior liked change and seeing things from different perspectives. Over her lifetime she'd joined numerous clans and tribes, stopping for a few moons in each place to see how life in different places was like. In all meaning she was a traveler and by this age, 22 moons, she'd been to a lot more clans and tribes than most cats would get to in their entire lives. But lately she'd been getting sick of moving all the time. Terracottawarrior was a socialite, she loved to be constantly talking and socializing with anyone and everyone. So being on the road all the time, although fun due to the constant changing, was a pain; it gave her no real friends. Sure she'd made acquaintances, and sometimes even friends, in the places she'd gone to but by the time she got to know them it was time for her to take off again. This time she'd decided that the move would be permanent, she would come here, make friends and stay here; she'd had enough changing for one lifetime.

It was noon at the time she reached the territory of RushingClan, it had just hit twelve o'clock for those two-legs who were anywhere near there. Still full of enigmatic energy, even though she hadn't slept since the night before, the cream point she-cat waded through the creek, forcing herself to refrain from rushing. Although she didn't like eating the fish she was fascinated by the mechanics of how they swam and just them in general. Their taste absolutely revolted her but she was very mindful of caring for their habitats, and so when she went through water she would pause to make sure she didn't carelessly crush them with her paws. She would also wade through it slowly and delicately, trying to disturb the smallest amount of fish possible. At this moment she was doing exactly that, picking her way through the creek with small and delicate footsteps before reaching the grassy land of the clan.

Looking around her with her icy hued optics the cream point would let a small smile tickle her maw, making her look quite friendly and approachable. She could smell the amount of cats and creatures that lived here, she knew that she'd have many a member to meet and socialize with. "Hello?" came her happy call of greeting, peering around with wide optics as she searched for a figure among the tall forest of redwood trees. "Is someone around?" Terracottawarrior would call, tail flicking out behind her in a happy movement.

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ooc. thank you! although i'm not really sure where it all came from! i don't usually have muse like that most of the time. (:

With excitement peaking as high as Mount Everest itself the cream point felt like she was waiting a millennium! Really though it was a few brief seconds before a chlorine-eyed, multicoloured tom-cat appeared before her, holding a bundle of herbs in his jaws. From her travelling she'd had to learn bits and pieces about herbs, mainly the basics to heal any injuries she might happen to get along the way. She knew this herb very well as she'd had to use it for cuts and wounds all over the place, so it didn't take her long to recognize the marigold, or the fact that this tom-cat must be a medicine cat, or an apprentice of one anyway. Judging by his appearance and how old he looked she'd say he was only a medicine cat apprentice, still a rank of honor within the clans though. Flashing him a soft grin as he greeted her, asking if he can could help her and introducing himself as Liquidpaw, the she-cat would speak up softly.

"Well, hello! Lovely to meet you Liquidpaw, I'm Terracottawarrior. It's a bit of a mouthful so feel free to call me Terra." her friendly voice would say, greeting him with a swish of her long and curved creamy hued tail. [color=black]"And you might be able to do something for me actually! I'm looking to join up here." came her voice once more, explaining what she'd like to do now that she was on the clan's territory.

ooc. actually I have kept a bit of it XD

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ooc. RushingClanners: making people type long posts since 2014 XD

The soft and childish bark of the border collie surprised the cream point feline to no ends, weren't dogs tough and big? Although this dog wasn't small, actually he was taller than she was, his voice was so young and childlike. From such a canine Terracottawarrior could definitely say that she'd been expecting something more rough and tough from the dog. But she was fine with this soft-voiced male, grumpy cats, or dogs in this case, didn't suit her and she always had more trouble befriending them than she did a nice creature. As he spoke of needing a high position she cocked her pointed head to the side, unsure what he meant by all of that. Wasn't Liquidpaw a high position, I mean he was a medicine cat apprentice to the clan, did that mean nothing? Maybe they just don't let their medicine cats accept members. She thought to herself, thinking that this was the only logical reason to the border collie's words. Nodding her head softly she nestled down on her haunches in a polite sit, wrapping her long and fluffy tail over her paws.

Then, only a moment or two after she'd sat down, a large and not the least bit intimidating looking serval arrived on the scene. The way the female had carried herself over didn't make her look frightening at all in Terra's icy shaded eyes. In fact it made her look quite friendly, and the soft voice that she addressed the cream point in only added to her opinion of the serval. But before she could open her mouth to swear her loyalty to the clan a large lumbering bear came into view. Now this creature didn't look anywhere near as approachable and although she was fairly trusting she decided to be a little wary around the bear before befriending him completely. And along with his appearance came yet another question for her to answer, one that required a little more thought.

But yet again before she could get a word out came yet another cat, walking forwards, in the eyes of Terracottawarrior, as if she owned the place. And the way she and the bear threw more orders and questions out at her it was like they did own the place. Why did they have to complicate things? Surely it was good enough having her swear her full loyalty to the clan, I mean... was all this really necessary? Sighing she simply nodded her head as if to comply with their wishes for her to answer their numerous questions. "Well, for starters I think I can contribute a reasonable amount to the clan. I know a lot of territories belonging to both tribes and clans, I know how they fight, how they think and, this could come in handy, my way around their territories." she would meow first off, answering the large bear's first question before moving onto any of the others.

"Next," she continued in her cheery voice, the slightest hint of annoyance creeping into her voice. "I come from a lot of placers, although at the moment I'm a loner." Deciding that this probably wasn't enough of an explanation she continued quickly. "I'm a traveler, I've gone through clans, tribes and groups, staying for a while before moving on. But I'd like to stop this changing game and stay somewhere, and I've chosen RushingClan."

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After she'd spoken she let her ice-blue eyes wander around freely for a moment, landing on a small kit as he walked forwards towards the group. Either RushingClan were fine with their kits wandering around freely or they just managed to sneak out of camp. Narrowing her eyes for a moment she nodded politely to the tom-kit, who had a small snowy owl perched on his shoulder, before watching as another small cat came forwards. Although by the strong perfume of herbs that seemed to linger around her Terracottawarrior would guess that she was the second medicine cat apprentice. Hearing her words the creamy coloured point cat would offer her a thankful smile, glad that there shouldn't be any more questions. "Thank you," she would meow, nodding her head with gratefulness.

Then, as yet another kit came forth, the she-cat would smile softly, showing her weakness for the young ones. From where she sat she looked down at them with soft blue eyes with her tail, which was curled around her paws, twitching slightly. "Hello Elastickit and Saltwaterkit. And to you too, Flavia." she would meow politely, finding that talking to an owl chick was quite and odd thing to do really. "I'm Terracottawarrior. It's a lot to say so you can just call me Terra."

Despite the fact that Wolfchimes had referred to her as her roleplayer's name the cream point Terracottawarrior would smile and nod. "Thank you."