[PRIV.] ❅ ℇᴠєʀℂlaɴ - ℂlaɴ øƒ ᴛʜᴇ Ƥɪɴєs ❅: Rᴏʟᴇ-Pʟᴀʏ Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ (Sɪɢɴ-Uᴘ Lɪɴᴋ Iɴsɪᴅᴇ)

Goldensoul pricked his ears to listen closely to Silverhawk. Oh yes, he was very excited to hear that he could go hunting. Casting a cheeky grin, he high-tailed it out of camp and disappeared in a matter of heartbeats. He let his mind go free as he paced himself to his heart's content. He remembered a rabbit hole that seemed occupied somewhere on the East side. He decided to check there first.

The egyptian mau she-cat began to stand, thankful that the meet and greet was over. She assumed Blackstripe would accompany the kit now and decided to leave without a word. She was highly curious about Sky, despite her looking unhealthy. What she did do out of respect, however, was not give her any signs that she was paying attention to the female. She didn't want to appear interested in a rogue. Instead, she stared at the fresh kill pile, wondering how it would fair during upcoming leafbare. Now lifting her chin, she closed her eyes and prayed in silence that the Light would gift them warmth for only a little while longer. Clouds above had slowly parted as she sat there for a while, the heat from the Light comforting her enough to hope it received her message. Leveling her head now, she smiled and checked the rest of the camp, making sure no one needed help with anything.

Stopping by at the medicine's den, she noticed Robinstar there and respectfully turned away to find something else to do. She was wondering if the medicine cat needed help with supplies since there was no apprentice yet for assistance, but since it was occupied she figured maybe she should just catch up with Goldensoul and hunt with him. She could have easily stood there and said something, but she itched with anxiety to just suddenly speak to Robinstar like that. She didn't know him too well yet to find that comfort zone in her to socialize. Spottedbreeze was finally able to stroll past the rogue at this point. May the Light guide her. I mean StarClan. She shook her head to herself as she continued on in a very calm manner. It seemed like her only option was to hunt for now.

She blinked staring at her paws, before glancing up at Spottedbreeze as she passed her. Sky shuffled around awkwardly and pawed at the dirt to keep her mind at ease, she doodled quietly. Drawing random things that could easily be erased.

Silverhawk gazes at the camp, watching quietly as cats shift among the camp. The silver tabby can't help but glance at the young rogue, 'she couldn't be older then six moons.' The tom-cat gazes back to the entrance, thinking silently. he remembers on how Cloudfeather died when he was still a kit, his only true friend at the time was Hawkpaw. Silverhawk glances up at the sky, half wishing that he could see his mother and brother again. 'I hope wherever you two are in Starclan, you have good hunting and warm days and nights.' The deputy then gazes back down at the camp, he couldn't help but glance at the rogue again. 'What would Robinstar do?'

The tom-cat looks at the medicine cat den, as if expecting answers from the leader himself. He then flicks his tail, 'Ah mouse-dung to it.' Silverhawk then stands up, and pads over to the young rogue. "Hello," He greets calmly, not wanting to frighten the she-cat. He sits down, gently curling his tail over his paws. "My name is Silverhawk."

She jumped, her flank pressing to the rock in a moment of panic. Sky had been focused on drawing in the dirt, not exactly at the cats staring at her. "H-hello... I'm Sky." She whispered staring up at him with her hetro colored eyes.

"Sky," Silverhawk nods, blinking his pale blue eyes. "What a nice name." The silver tabby complements as he smiles softly, 'she's young and afraid, maybe kindness is all that she needs to see.' He glances at Blackstripe, watching the tom exit the camp, before looking back at Sky. "As you probably know, Robinstar is the leader of our clan." The tom-cat decides to make conversation, 'if she has questions about who we are, maybe she can get some answers.' "I am the deputy. And Blackstripe, the tom you meet earlier. Is one of our warriors."

She blinked, before nodding, "Thank you, your name is lovely too.." Sky sat down, craning her neck to look up at him. "I heard that Clan cats kill rogues, or they just torture them." She whispered, her neck fur once more laying flat.

Sky nodded before turning her gaze down to the kit, she slid her tail over her paws in a feeble attempt to hid how much she was starving. "Because I just had the first meal I've had in four days." She whispered in embarrassment.

OOC;; Geez, you guys are speedy. I accidentally deleted the post I put before, so oops.

Silverhawk ponders for a moment, deciding on how to put is answer. "We don't torture cats, that is just plain cruel." The silver tabby flicks his tail, briefly glancing at the nursery. "But we do not kill unless needed to. We have a code. Part of it is that 'an honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his or her battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or if it is necessary for self-defence.' Meaning we won't kill unless we are forced to for self defence. Or-" The deputy gestures his tail towards Midnightkit, pointing briefly at the kit. "-To defend our clan, our warriors would defend our kits, elders, queens, and clanmates with their lives even." The tom-cat gazes back to Sky, his pale blue eyes soft. "We go by a warrior code, that binds us all together." He explains, while resting his tail once again over his paws. "It's what binds us all together as one,"

Silverhawk glances at Midnightkit, "Hello Midnightkit." He greets kindly, glad to see that the kit was fit and doing well. The deputy glances in amusement at black tom, "Don't be rude," he says the words softly, his tone more advisory then scolding. "Leafbare is close mind you." He tells the kit quietly, not wanting to offend Sky, he sends a apologetic look her way.

"It's fine.. Only my pride was damaged." She gave a scratchy purr at the kits curiousness. Sky looked down at her pitiful self. "The world was never kind, nor will it ever be."

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"I am in fact a rogue. Rogues don't live in large groups of cats like your clan. We live alone, some of us alone when were born, some when we reach a certain age. And I am thin because I was starving, I haven't eaten in four days." She explained softly.

The deputy nods in agreement to Sky's words, he flicks his tail in amusement, 'Was I like this when I was younger? Asking so many questions.' The tom-cat continues on what Sky was saying, "A rogue can be either good, or bad. It's more like; if they don't come within our borders, then they aren't a threat to our clan. But if they come into our borders and start stealing prey, then they are a threat." Silverhawk puts it in the simplest way possible, he says the words casually, so that he can deliver the message to Midnightkit, but not offend or make Sky threatened in any way.

Silverhawk then looks at Sky with his pale blue eyes, deciding to address her comment from earlier."Oh I won't be sure about the world forever being cruel. The world isn't unkind in its ways, but more of a challenge to the cats in it. While life can be hard and cruel,-" The silver tabby says this with a light tone, not wanting to scare the it beside him. "Here in our clan, life can give many rewards and great moments." The deputy gazes up at the sky briefly, thinking of Hawkpaw and Cloudfeather, before looking back at Sky. He smiles slightly,

Sky only offered a smile, she couldn't tell him how life kicked her butt and sent her downwards on so many occasions. Her ear twitched, "Silverhawk is better with explaining." she laughed ever so lightly.

"The L-world tests you. You just have to figure out how to get through the obstacles." Spottedbreeze added kindly, almost having mentioned Light by accident. She didn't want to mess up again. "I'm Spottedbreeze. I'm sure you won't find much trouble here, Sky." She had turned around and taken a seat not too close to the other cats. "My father taught me that you just have to be thankful and reasonably hopeful for the day after to get better. Letting your past control your emotions does no good for anyone, especially yourself." She tried to put it in words that wouldn't discuss her prior religion in too much detail. Something ordinary suited her words better instead. "I know how you feel; I was a loner before I met this Clan."

"I get that..." She mewed, "And I am thankful Blackstripes found me, I honestly thought I wasn't going to be able to walk over here. The world continues to surprise me." Sky purred. "I know Robinstar wanted me to wait until the medicine cats say-so. But when would I be able to start helping?"