Cloud nodded to Venompaw. "Perhaps it was." He said, hoping he wouldn't offend the young cat for not having an idea who this Astraeus was. "I think we both have a lot to learn here, about each other, this clan and the art of healing." Cloud liked the young cat, her voice sounded wise and assertive, like an older, wiser cat. He turned to Merlin, after he had finished speaking. "Of course, I'd like to know Beachclan, If me and Willow are to join." Willow. Oh, how would Willow fit in? She would start fights, or worse, would she turn to murder to get her way? No! He decided. He trusted her with his life, and she would trust hers with his. She wouldn't get into trouble. Cloud turned to Venompaw. "I think we'll be good friends, a connection in an interest would help us communicate happily." Cloud nodded, more to himself than her. This is where we are ment to be.
Willow blinked slowly at them, holding her tongue. She took a few paces back. "Ok, I'll fight you. But don't go calling your friend in when I turn you to crow-food." She swished her tail a few times, before getting into the fighter's crouch. The black cat, No, what was his name? Oh yeah, Wickedwood, or something like that. They all had strange names here. Wicked would be a fine name on its own. The cat would obviously be stronger than her, toms just were. Being able to knock him onto his side would be a good start, mabye he'd be terrible at getting up. She unsheathed her claws. "Claws sheathed or unsheathed?" She asked, mabye they trained with claws sheathed? That would be strange, then they wouldn't know how to fight properly!
