Sometimes Quiet Is Violent || Open + Joining

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    It had been about 67 days since the last time Munja had someone to talk to. For the entire two years of his life, his family, if that's what you could call it, had always been on the outskirts of other clans. Never joined, never confronted others, and certainly never left another family member behind. He used to live with his mother, father, grandmother, two older brothers and one younger sister who was about a year younger than himself.


    However, a little over two months ago when he woke up, there was no sign of anyone. Had they left? Where would they go? What happened? was all the silver tabby could think for days on end. For 67 days Munja had been alone, no one to see. No one to touch. No one to talk to. Silence can do a lot to a feline considering he wasn't the best to be left alone. He had never been by himself since he was born and the fact that he was left in a place that was not meant for a two year old feline to be living in with no one to accompany him.


    Slowly as time pasted with each sunrise and sun fall, he almost didn't seem to care about his family. Actually he almost hated them, but couldn't completely because he was still worried about his little sister. He cared for her and took care of her when no one else would. While his brothers and father went out hunting, his mother taking care of the feline's grandmother, he was the only one who seemed to care about the young one of the family. He missed her.


    The night before Munja rested near the northern most boarder of Sylvanclan. At dawn, the sky blue eyed tabby was awakened, startled by a sound he hadn't heard in months...his sister's yelp. Unlike the normal routine of waking up, Munja was wide awake. "Grom?! Grom is that you?!" He sprinted south toward Sylvanclan faster than a frog catching a fly. He was passing tree after tree dodging them hoping to reach his sister...or was he just imagining it? Munja had a hallucination once before, luckily he was able to comprehend it wasn't real before he had got himself killed. However, Munja was determined to find his sister.


    After a few minutes, he didn't hear anything. Silence filled around him, not even a bird or bug was making their morning calls. Suddenly he began to feel dizzy as the earth began to tilt from side to side. The, now confused, tabby was unstable and soon collapsed into the hard foresty ground, but still aware of the scenery around him. A dark mist began to dart from tree to tree, but Munja was unable to comprehend what it was. He squinted, hoping to get a better image when the mist abruptly took a turn and darted toward the scared cat. His first instinct was to ran as fast and as far away from this mist. The silver tabby was soon headed toward Sylvanclan hoping to find help.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; height: auto; text-align:justify;font-size:11px;]The deputy was out patrolling SylvanClan's borders, as he often did. He now knew the formula to helping the clan to its maximum: stay out in the territory for most of the day, because that's where everything's gonna happen. Unlike HitherClan, you could almost always find some unknown cat out in the territory, just by a little searching.


    Voletail spotted someone, appearing to be in a hurry to get somewhere. As if he had something extremely important to do. Hopefully he was not leading a hungry dog into their territory in an attempt to shake it off - that would cause an enormous tragedy within the clan.


    "Sir, can I help you? You seem... in a rush." He wasn't going to lose his calm. It would be best to just ask the question now, and then see if he had to call an evacuation. Otherwise, if his assumption was incorrect, he'd have done so much for absolutely nothing.

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    Munja noticed another figure in the distance. He ran to ask them for help. "Th-there was this thing! I-It was like a black cloud and it was coming towards me!"He went to look behind to show the other feline what was following him but there was nothing in sight. There was nothing following Munja at all, it was just his imagination the entire time playing games with his mind, as they did at times.


    The silver feline was now in a panic. Who was this person? How did they find me? Munja looked back again into the forest, almost in disbelief. "I-I could have sworn that there was something there...I-I'm sorry, I didnt mean to scare you..."The tabby was now embarrassed for what he had done. However this is the first time that he had seen someone in a while. Where were they from? Are there others there as well?


    This could be his first chance in his life to be with a group of others. Munja looked at the other feline hoping that he would say something back.


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    Wyvern|| Extreme|| No Kill|| Ask to Capture|| Attack In #c11b17|| Senior Warrior|| SlyvanClan


    IC: Frostbite, emotionless as always, flew over, landing on the ground with a loud thump. "Name and intentions?" he aske,d unaware of the passing coversation which had taken place.


    OCC:



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; height: auto; text-align:justify;font-size:11px;]"This thing?" Black cloud? Voletail doubted that there had been a cloud chasing after the feline in front of him. Sounded like a ghost story more than anything. Perhaps the stranger had been seeing things. There were no cloud demons in the area, let alone anywhere, as far as the tomcat was concerned.


    "It's fine." He was not going to say that he must have been crazy, that was rude, and for all he knew, this cat could be joining their ranks soon. In fact, he had no idea what to say. His question was answered, so he had no idea what to do. Ask him if he wanted to join? Tell him to leave? Let him stay?


    Relieved to see Frostbite, the pale brown SylvanClanner answered for Munja. "Thought he saw something, ran here." Oh, right, he didn't yet know his name. The tabby would have to answer that for himself.

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    Munja was startled at the sound the large creature made when it flew down from the sky. He had never seen such a creature before and a sudden rush of fear crawled all over his fur, his ear back fearing for the worst. "M-my name is Munja. I'm sorry I didn't know where I was. I saw this thing and it started to chase me, but I don't know where it went" The silver tabby was still unaware that the figure he saw was just his imagination.


    "I-I've been out here by my self for a while now, m-my family left me." This was the first time in over two months that Munja talked to another creature, it was almost as if he was having a hard time speaking, expressing the fear and anxiety that he was feeling at this time. "I-I've always been on the outskirts of clans, I-I've never been in one before. I-I'm not here for bad intentions. I promise" By this time Munja was more frightened of the creature, who he had never seen before, than the first feline who approached him.


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    The medicine cat padded up next to Voletail, giving a bright smile towards the newcomer. "Oh don't worry about it." She spoke softly like usual. "You don't look like the type to have bad intentions at all. I'm Silentsky, the uh. Healer around these parts."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] SYLVANCLAN — SENIOR WARRIOR — [abbr=Octavia ~ 15 months ~ Pythonking x Shatteredpaw ~ all free powers, all free bodies (domestic feline is default) ~ talking: bold pink ~ thinking: bold italic pink ~ roleplaying: default text font ~ medium difficulty ~ Ask for capture ~ no kill ~ ask to perform major injuries ~ minor injuries such as broken bones accepted]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=pink]"Well, you could always join us, if ya want! I'm Octavia!" the fem squeaked as she bounced up. Ooh, he looked promising! Someone she would want to play with.
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    Munja was now amazing at everyone who came to him. Not only to see if he had bad intentions, but to see if he was okay. Well, other than the unknown creature he had never seen before, but was probably looking out for his own. The silver tabby missed his family at this point, but the possibility of a new family was running around in his mind.


    Why are these people so nice to me? I've never met them before and they're willing to help me...Munja never interacted with another feline or animal that wasn't in his family. This was all very new to him, and a bit overwhelming. "I-It's really nice to meet you Silentsky"He looked at the cat who was now standing next to the pale brown cat he had first seen, "A-and you two Octavia." he had lowered his head to let the felines know he was saying hello.


    The newest feline who approached him was very energetic. He could tell by the way she spoke and moved. However, she was kind enough to let him join in. "Y-you would let me join? I-I'd really like to join.."The tabby had his ears back now of embarrassment. He had never said those words before and almost felt a bit vulnerable. Was this a new beginning for him? A chance to live again with others who won't leave him unnoticed?


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] SYLVANCLAN — SENIOR WARRIOR — [abbr=Octavia ~ 15 months ~ Pythonking x Shatteredpaw ~ all free powers, all free bodies (domestic feline is default) ~ talking: bold pink ~ thinking: bold italic pink ~ roleplaying: default text font ~ medium difficulty ~ Ask for capture ~ no kill ~ ask to perform major injuries ~ minor injuries such as broken bones accepted]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=pink]"Of course! We have an auto-acceptance policy here so it's no problem!" She bounced around him, giving him a smile.
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    "W-wow, that's really nice of you" Munja couldn't believe the fact that he was going to see others and the thought of being able to have a decent conversation with someone else other than himself made him excited. "Y-you sure you have enough room for me?"He was now watching the female jump around him. Wow she sure does have a lot of engery.He thought, hoping to see where everyone stays.


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    "Oh don't worry, it looks a lot bigger on the inside." Came a slightly raspy voice as a white pelted feline made her way over to look at the silver tabby. Even though she had just recently joined, and had rested for a little bit, she knew that she had a job to do, especially since she was going to be staying in this clan for a little bit until she could handle long journey's anyway. She blinked her vibrant gold gaze at the silvery tabby male as she sat herself down, wincing slightly in pain at her incredibly sore muscles in the first place. The former deputy of the avian dynasty twitched one of her torn ears as her gold gaze became clouded with thoughts for a couple moments as he looked at his pelt. It reminded her of what one of her daughters looked like, and how broken she had ended up being when she had left since her daughters wanted nothing to do with her. The daughter she was talking about had been raped by a Bloodclanner, and there had been nothing she could have done for her and how afraid she had been about the world. Wintercloud really thought that she was a pretty bad mother. The heavily scarred white domestic cat flicked one of her ears, and that seemed to take her out of her trance for a little bit. She offered the male in front of her a weak smile as she curled her unusually long tail around her white paws. She knew how she had reacted when she first woke up from being in the black void of her mind, and the fear that had entered her body and soul, and yet, these creatures had taken her in without a second thought in the world too. She would have to repay them somehow, no longer how much it took. She was the kind to repay debts after all. The female lowered her head a little bit as she dipped his head toward the male. "Welcome to SylvanClan. My name is Wintercloud. Nice to meet you." The former deputy said before lifting her head back up. As she had lowered her head, the scar on the side of her neck became a little obvious, but seemed to disappear underneath her snow colored fur as she lifted her head again. The scar that was on the side of her neck represented a bite mark that had been given to her by her mate, when they had their fight a long time ago.


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    Munja saw the white cat approaching him and notice the females golden gaze. She looked a bit older than the tabby and looked like she had quiet a history. It'd be interesting to hear her story one day he thought as he examined her. Suddenly she brushed up against him as he noticed the markings up close on her.


    "O-oh my! Are you okay?! What are all those scars?! What happened?!" Munja was alarmed at the amount of scars on her body. He was not used to others having wounds or scars on their bodies, he grew up in a mild family who had a regular routine. Catch food, sleep, and protect. He was overwhelmed by how many feline's there were, and in so many different colors and varieties. This was a very big change than what he was used to.


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    The female was a little bit shocked for the male to suddenly start shouting, and a confused look spread across his facial features. Until she realized what the hell he was talking about. Her scars. She didn't mind talking about them. The one on her neck though, that was one the one that she ended up minding the most, since it was a painful time for her to even talk about how closer her and her mate really ended up hating each other before coming back for one another. He gold gaze seemed to soften a little bit as a sad smile spread across his jaws. "Oh there is nothing to worry about. These are from the fights I ended up getting into to defend my clan and from protecting myself. They are fairly old, so they won't open anytime soon." Wintercloud tried to reassure the male as she flicked one of her scarred ears, which had a piece missing from it, but that didn't bother her all that much. She mindlessly tapped the tip of her unusually long white tail at her side. He was certainly someone that wasn't usual to have around these parts. Although she couldn't really say that because she wasn't familiar with it either.


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    Even though the white female seemed perfectly fine and reassured him about her scars, he was still worried about them. How could a female like her have so many scars on one body...and still be perfectly okay...? He thought, but he knew he couldn't dwell on it. After all she was talking and seemed comfortable.


    "S-since you got those scars defending your clan, I-I'm guessing you're not from around here either, eh?" He looked at her with his violent blue eyes. He was hoping that she would show him the camp where everyone stayed. Although, he was a bit nervous. Over the past couple of months of pure loneliness he wasn't used to seeing another feline, let alone a female at that. This would be his first time seeing a place where a group, who lived and would die for one another, other than his family would be staying.


    Grom would have loved this place, she deserved better than what we had...I hope she's okay was all the silver male could think about now as he looked into the forrest, past the ivory female standing in front of him almost distracted.


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    Was she perfectly fine? Probably not, and she was probably far from it. She tried to push the terrible thoughts that often came into her mind when it came to looking back at all the death that she had ended up encountering and how tainted this world actually was in the first place. This world definitely for the weak, and she had definitely seen quite a few creatures take their own lives, but Wintercloud had never made it so that she had gotten to that point. She had to remain strong for those around her that weren't as strong in order to comfort them and make sure that they were alright. Her scars brought back bad memories, but they were stuck there so she would just have to live with it, and live on. That's all Wintercloud had set her life on, and that was to keep on living no matter what happened in her life. It was what her friends would have told her to do anyway, and she was willing to go through all the pain and hardships to do it. Currently, her body was simply frail and weak, and there was nothing she could really offer in a fight if one indeed started out for some reason. She was strong in her mind though, and it would be hard for any mental attacks to take over her mind if her enemies did try to do that. She wondered if Bloodclan was still around now that she thought about her, most of her scars coming from that specific clan. Wintercloud was the kind to really hold a lot of grudges, so she hated Bloodclan more than anything in her entire life, and would happily watch them burn if she could. Morbid yes, but they had done plenty of terrible things. She remembered Haemon Mist, and wondered if the other white female was still alive and well leading Bloodclan like it was any other day. What the female didnt' know was that Haemon Mist was long far gone than she last remembered. It was then that Wintercloud came to realize how smart the male seemed to be, and recognized that she wasn't really from this clan, earning him the same sad smile that she had worn on her lips the past couple of hours. "Indeed. I come from Hawkclan, although I'm not sure how I got here. But for now I'm resting until I get my strength up. These kind cats have let me stay here for a while. I owe them a lot already." She didn't mind being in debt to creatures, at least it wasn't the kind of debt that would have her hunted down and killing her if she didn't pay it back and whatnot.


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    He wasn't very familiar with clans, after all he had never been in a clan before. In return, he nodded a couple of times to let the female know that he was fully engaged in the conversation. This was one of the first times that he was able to have a conversation with someone else, even though there wasn't much talking and rather more staring. He enjoyed the company, it was nice. She seemed like the mother he'd never had, caring and sweet in the eyes.


    "S-so you say that you're saving up your energy...c-can I ask what for? You seem like you've been through enough, why not take a rest for a while here?" He looked at her with his ocean blue eyes, trying to comfort her as she started to see discomforted. He wondered what she was doing her, probably not as much as her. The tabby couldn't imagine waking up somewhere where he had no idea what or why he was doing there. He couldn't even imagine the fear she must be feeling, what must go through her mind at night, what keeps her up.

    She must be one hell of a fighter... he thought, as his eyes fixed on her, but careful to make sure he didn't freak her out. This was his first chance to have a decent friendship with someone other than a cat who practically shares his own blood. He didn't want to scare her off, make her feel like he is another weird cat. He didn't want that, not one bit...


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