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    Jaylell, a Havana brown tom entered the dim area that smelt of cats. His eyes were quickly scanning it, as if a device was hidden somewhere. Jaylell patiently sat for the so 'Darkclan' Leader. It had been 11 moons since a different cat drove him out for mating with his wife, but Jaylell had hope brightening in his dim eyes.


    Soon, his eyes were adjusted to that dark and moss was layed out on the dusty floor, bramble poking through the entrance and small kits every now and then poking their head over the entrance to get a good glimpse of the Newcomer.

    "I spy with my little eye something that is not supposed to be here!" a voice said, next to Jaylell's ear. "The leader doesn't like that, you know!" the speaker materialized besides the loner. He was a red tabby, with silver scars lining across his pelt. His copper eyes burned with a grim fire that had seen more than a cat his age should have seen. And, he wasn't young. Not old, either. More so a later middle-aged cat, a senior warrior most likely. "So, may I ask who you are before he flies off his racket?"

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    Jaylell turned round, his eyes were full of surprise. Despite that, he answered the question with ease, "I am a Cat that used to live here until chased off by a Tom-cat, and no one ever knew,"He explained, promising that this was true, "My name is Jaylell,"

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    "Really, they call me Grumps. May I ask when you lived here?" 'Grumps' asked. The warrior materialized out of view again, re-materliazing in front of him.

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    Jaylell was deeply confused but did nothing to show it, "Long ago when 'i forgot his name' was leader,"He meowed, his eyes were serious and his face position was grim.

    "Oh, very clever!" Grumps said, rolling his eyes. "I mean, this territory!" he said, chuckling. "You're not the brightest one, are you? Or, you don't take things too literal, eh?"

    OOC: When was he last on this territory. There's a reason for it.



    Grumps looked at the loner, tilting his head. "Last time in territory? This specific territory?"

    OOC: Ok :) thanks!


    Jaylell looked at the cat, "7 or 6 moons ago,"He mewed"Why?,"He asked, tilting his head at the warrior.

    "Hmm, it seems you passed that test. Because we just recently moved here, eight or so moons ago, I honestly can't remember!" Grumps said, rolling his eyes. "Now, why are you here?" his voice changed, more strict, and stern.

    Jaylell now knew why he had been asked this very question, "I wanna come back into the clan, hopefully that old hag is not here,"He mewed, getting annoyed at remembering the awful day when the Tom-cat used claws to chase him off the camp for mating with his wife.

    "Oh, he's here alright!" Coyotestar said. "First lesson, show respect!" he flicked his tail, irately.

    OOC: I was not talking about the Leader, i was talking about a different tom who chased him off.


    Jaylell sank onto his haunches, his tail was lashing impatiently, but respect was planted on his face as the leader talked.

    OOC: It looked like he was.



    "Now, why should I allow you to join?" Coyotestar asked, swishing his tail.

    OOC: yeah, sorry about that. :-[


    "This used to be my home, until the tom chased me off, and no one ever knew,"Jaylell politely mewed.

    "If you are attacked, then you fight back. And, as much as I'd loved to, I can't read minds. Wait, never mind, I don't want to, then I'd have to hear all the stupid things cats think, too. But, anyway, 'that tom' isn't specific enough!" the leader was slightly bigger than normal, his jaw grim. Just by the way he was poised, you could tell he was lethal, able to kill this tom with ease.

    Jaylell nodded, "I was weak then, we had just been in battle, i had a large scar on my leg and i was tired,"He mewed, revealing a deep scab on his leg with white pus seeping out."Then then the cream white tom chased me, i used all my strength to get away from him,"

    "Great, now I'm going to and vomit my lunch!" the leader said, not going to vomit. "Okay, a name would be helpful. And, why did he chase you?"

    The Havana brown tom looked away, "I mated with his wife,"He meowed scornfully, "And his name was Brokenfury,"He meowed, turning his head back to the leader.