temptation resisted // o, blizzardclan visitor

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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Nervous was not a feeling Nathaniel had felt often lately—certainly not since Novocain had disappeared, and taken any chance that his secret would become known with them. Now, standing by the ThunderClan border, the dark serval was not exceptionally nervous, but he did feel a slight anxiety. Despite having asked the other ambassadors about their job, he was not sure that he completely understood what it entailed. He supposed he'd have to find out.

    "ooo, blizzardclan, whatcha doin' here?" the female would ask happily as she trotted over, surprised a thunderclanner hadn't beaten her here first. oh well, their loss. in fact, perhaps a big time loss, because now a scarclanner got to do the talking instead.

    The kitten was the next to approach, glancing cautiously at the ScarClanner and sitting well away from her. Thrino still wasn't sure yet how to treat the people who'd taken over her home, but she knew enough not to cause trouble. Others had done that, and it probably hadn't ended well for them. "Hello," she called out to the BlizzardClanner, wondering why he was here. Here to help, perhaps? That'd be nice, to know they had allies against ScarClan.

    Sasha trailed Thrino closely, keeping a careful eye on her child. She was surprised to see a Blizzardclanner here, however, when she finally took notice of her surroundings. Surely the news of their take over had gotten out? Though the sight before her debunked that idea rather quickly, if, that is, there wasn't a horde of Blizzardclanners hidden in the background.
    "Hello." Sasha said, nodding her head as she then grew silent.

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Nathaniel was very much unaware of the ScarClan occupation: if he'd known about it, the serval would have pushed back his visit. Nor was he aware of exactly what ScarClan was; he hadn't run across the other group before.


    Unknownpaw didn't smell of the scent sprayed over the border, and until he noticed the caution the two ThunderClanners treated the female with, he assumed that she was a recent joiner. That was odd...was something going on in ThunderClan? "I'm Nathaniel," the wildcat introduced himself, hazel gaze flickering between the three animals. After a split second of internal debate, he continued, "I wanted to see ThunderClan."

    "oh well would you look at that you two, thunderclan's growing a bit again!" the female would laugh, turning towards sasha and thrino. after the large amount of thunderclanners who had fled, she was surprised news hadn't yet gotten around that perhaps at the moment thunderclan wasn't the safest place to be. those who had fled though probably hadn't even bothered to go for help, but rather just for their own safety. how selfish.

    "Not much to see unless you want to see Scarclanner invaders as well." Sasha said, looking at the Blizzardclanner. "There aren't many of us anymore."
    Scarclan were meant to be gone in the next day or so. For that, Sasha felt no fear in explaining the situation. Even if ally's did decide to defend Thunderclan from their invaders, Scarclan would most likely be gone by the time they arrived. Surely they expected some form of retaliation anyway.

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]For a moment, irritation tightened Nathaniel's expression. If ScarClan was invading an ally, why did they not know? Why was he finding out like this? Judging by Unknown's mocking tone, she must be one of the invaders—so the other two were ThunderClanners proper. Fixing Unknownpaw with an unimpressed stare, he wondered, "I want to meet ThunderClanners. I suppose you won't give us that privacy?"

    "actually i do, since i'm the one in charge here, and i don't need any information going out without my knowledge" the female would reply simply, taking a step towards the other. oh, so he wanted her to leave? ha! she wasn't planning on going anywhere until she decided herself.

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Although he raised his brow as Unknownpaw continued, Nathaniel didn't deign to verbally reply. Thus far, she struck him as rather rude and unlikable, although a part of that probably had to do with her refusal to leave. Very well. He could work with that.


    Now ignoring the ScarClanner, he returned his attention to Sasha and Thrino. The kitten was not an altogether unpleasant sight, and offering her a polite smile, he said, "Hello, dear. What's your name?" Now questioning Sasha as well, he continued, "Have you two been in ThunderClan long? I've only lived in BlizzardClan for about a month, and I haven't had the chance to meet many allies yet."

    She'd hesitantly retreated a few steps when Unknownpaw had come up, wondering if perhaps this was only a discussion for adults. The ScarClanner's tone had furthered that retreat, but now Thrino trotted forward eagerly, returning to her mother's side. "Oh, I'm Thrino, sir! I've always lived here." She quite liked him; he wasn't at all mean or arrogant as Unknownpaw had been--maybe only enemies acted like that? The kitten was relieved to find out that not all strangers from other Clans behaved the same as the femme.