we'll be lacing the same shoes [joining]

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  • ♥ ― Shadowclan. He had heard stories of the groups that dwelled in these lands and grouped together for safety. They were mixed tales, some of the heroic actions and others of meaningless wars. The tom never paid much mind to them; how could those foolish rogues know what they were talking about? They bragged about soaring to the sky and touching the clouds for gosh sake, nothing those frauds said was trustworthy. Besides, no one ever got along in big groups - any that he came across were always fighting to get higher in the ranks and tearing themselves apart from the inside. It simply didn't work.


    Yet here he was. The scent of many cats drifted to his nose, forming an awful aroma. His nose wrinkled. If he was going to live here, this is what he'd had to smell. Constantly. But a smell home was better than no home. His house was now dust, destroyed by twolegs. It had been abandoned long ago so he thought he would be safe there, far away from other cats. It was perfect for him - no one to bother him, no Twolegs, and plenty good. But now it was gone, and he had to find a place to settle. He had to survive, even if it meant being surrounded by possibly vicious felines. At least they were real.


    "Um... I'm here to join..." God, what was he supposed to say? He didn't even know if anyone was nearby. At least if they were, they wouldn't attack him on sight... Hopefully.

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    [align=justify]Um... I'm here to join...


    Irispaw's ears pricked up and her whiskers twitched with amusement as she heard the voice come from a short distance away, announcing his reason for intruding on ShadowClan's territory. Usually, cats seeking to join sat quietly on their marshy land and waited to be found rather than awkwardly declaring their desire to become a part of the Clan. The ebony apprentice walked over to where the tom stood, sitting down in front of him and loudly clearing her voice as she did so in order to alert him of her presence. Considering that Twoface was now in charge of the group, he would probably be accepted with ease; if Snakestar hadn't disappeared, it would have been more of a hassle convincing him, considering the constant hostility he disrespectfully affronted curious strangers with. "You'll probably be able to, but that's not my decision to make. What's your name?"

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    [center][fancypost=background: transparent; width: 520px][spoiler=tags][size=8]GENERAL:
    ★ Iris | Female
    ★ Pansexual | Panromantic
    ★ 8 moons | Ages realistically
    ★ Apprentice of Trad. ShadowClan
    PHYSICAL:
    ★ Black, short fur
    ★ Large and stocky
    ★ Yellow eyes
    IMPORTANT NOTES:
    ★ Former loner
    ★ Abandoned as a kit
    ★ Joined ShadowClan at 7 moons
    INTERACTION:
    ★ Attack in bold italics
    ★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

  • Voices. Echodust heard voices near the border, asking for investigation. Despite russet fur and a white chest, the she-cat still managed to move like liquid shadow through the dark forest. The warrior noticed that Irispaw has already made introductions to the stranger so she waited, tail tip twitching patiently.