LIARS & CHEATERS [o, visiting]

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    The calming sounds of the river could be heard and along with a bird's gentle melodies as the white warrior made his way over to the border, the sun was just beginning to rise... and if SkyClan's patrols were the same as they had been when he was there (though he had been absent in clan life) the dawn patrol should be here any minute. The tom was carrying bags under his eyes... he had gotten no sleep last night considering he was holding vigil. Heronswoop most likely had to keep quietly nudging him awake in a reminder that he needed to stay up. What was even the point of vigils? It was stupid, a lot of the things clans did were stupid... But staying awake for one whole night wasn't going to kill him.


    He assumed most of the newly made warriors had went to their nests right after being dismissed, well not him. He decided to go to the border, to see SkyClan. The only reason he was even here today was because of them, and he'd never forget all that they had done for him even when he had done so little for them in return. He wondered if anyone... cared about his absence... it had been moons so he was sure the whispers of him had halted, but he wondered if he was ever in anyones thoughts at all. It didn't matter though, not too much at least. He was interested to see if any new faces would greet him, he heard Butterflydawn had another litter with Lavenderskies... and since Butterflydawn was a "kinda" parent to him that meant perhaps these kits would be "kinda" siblings to him.


    Was Buckpaw and Boapaw still around? They'd be warriors now right? He wondered how they were doing...


    He wondered how SkyClan was doing.


    So sitting down at the border he waits... he waits to be found and hopes to perhaps catch up with his old friends and family.


    "speech."



    promise me no promises —— tags.

    It seemed that Juniperpaw was the first to stumble upon Berylbreeze. Border patrols were generally... boring and constricting, for the young apprentice, since usually he didn't run into others, but... it seemed today was an exception. He'd caught RiverClan scent and was trudging along in its direction, finally happening upon Berylbreeze and offering the alabaster tom a thin, forced smile before approaching him. Juniperpaw had no idea that this guy was an old friend of his father, since as far as he could recall Butterflydawn had never mentioned the RiverClanner. Still, something about this tom... interested him. Perhaps it was the weird stone hanging around his neck- where the hell had he got that? Was he... some kind of defective BloodClanner or kitty pet? They all had weird shit hanging from or fastened to their neck. "Hey," he called, standing a few steps away from the other in case he decided he wanted to leap out and attack. Maybe he was being... paranoid? Nah... he wasn't scared. "What are you here for? You're not quite a patrol," he said, narrowing his eyes upon pointing out the solitary nature of the RiverClanner.

    Tired golden eyes would look up upon hearing the voice... taking a quick moment to scan the young tom up and down he assumed this was an apprentice he was talking to. Whoever it was for sure hadn't been around when he was in SkyClan... most likely hadn't even been born yet. With a grunt he shrugs, "Indeed I am not." He says bluntly. "I'm a former SkyClanner, I left SkyClan when I was around seven moons old for RiverClan. There are quite a bit of cats within your clan that are the reason I'm still alive... most are dead but I know some faces from when I was there still remain."


    "So I suppose I'm here to visit. In hopes of seeing some family and friends again, you er... you know Butterflydawn and his family? Maybe even Buckpaw and Boapaw? Their all around still... right?"

    "speech."



    promise me no promises —— tags.

    His green eyes would light up with slight curiosity as this stranger of RiverClan- or, apparently, SkyClan- descent spoke of his past. A slight tilt of the head would accompany his interest, and Juniperpaw nodded along as he spoke. This really showed how little he knew of his Clan's past, didn't it? Perhaps he should have listened to the elders' stories rather than avoiding them any way he could. That way, he might have heard of Berylbreeze before. "Welcome, then. I'm Juniperpaw." he said, deciding he should probably introduce himself. "Butterflydawn's my dad, so... I guess you're here to visit me?" he joked, before continuing seriously. "But yeah, Butterflydawn's still around- and I'm guessing you're talking about Buckwheat, who's also still around. I've never heard of a Boapaw, though." he'd explain. The name was certainly unfamiliar to him- though he wasn't known for being the most friendly of cats.


    "If you want, I can lead you to camp... one of them's bound to be milling around there."