Male loner sits at border, interested in joining

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    A large, matted tom sat at the outer edge of the border waiting for a patrol to come so he may request an escort. He wore a abandoned cloth over him as if it were a hood. He nervously pawed the dead mouse at his feet. It was intended to be an offering to Bloodclan, as small as it was.

    Drytail,(characteristics same as profile pic.) was on patrol and was walking on the borders of bloodclan. suddenly she picked up a scent and saw an intruder up ahead. she quietly walked up to the tom. Her vision sharpened, muscles alert. "Who are you? What brings you to bloodclan?" she demanded nervously, hoping her nervousness wouldn't appear in her voice.

    "My name is Crook." He coughed out. "I was wondering if I could perhaps join?" He pushed the freshkill towards the stranger. "It's okay if I can't."

    Drytail looked at the freshkill. Then back up at the stranger. "you...want to join bloodclan? Well...I cant really help you with that you've gotta ask Solarstar for permission first." she jittered, her tail swished back and forth. She bent down and took a sniff at the mouse.

    A loud hiss came from some tall grass and SnarlingDeath and Dark Intentions walked to where the two were "DryTail what are you doing taking food from this stranger" Dark Intentions demanded with her eyes gleaming. SnarlingDeath`s back arched and he hissed.

    Drytail flinched. "I-i was just s-sniffing." she stuttered as the hair on her neck shot up. "Its an offering to bloodclan. He wants to join." she mewed nervously.

    Perilweight yawned, he had recently awoken from a peaceful nap, and he was hunting. “Who's this intruder?” He asked scornfully.

    She put her ears back "what does it look like" she said then turned to the other tom and she "Ok that is fine" she replied.

    "Or I can see if you've got what it takes," Dragonwings meowed, sshe'd recently been promoted to a High Position where she was allowed to see if cats were worthy enoug hof joining the Clan. It was called being a gaurd. "Drytail I want you to fight this cat, if he wins then he gets to join, if you win there is no prize, but no punishment, now go," Dragonwings instructed, she wouldn't to test their ruthlessness and toughness on a scale of 1-10 basing it on a good old rough-house.

    "Yup," Dragonwings replied with confidence altering her voice. It was usually the nervous ones that crumbled nnd failed and then got ounced on by awaiting BloodClan cats.

    What?! Drytail screamed in her mind. She was not expecting this. She fumbled with her paws, trying to ignore the cats massiveness. She slowly stood up. "um...okay..." she mewed shakily. She finally had the nerve to look at Crook in the eye. "uh, good luck?" she mewed unsurely, and stupidly.she had to act strong. She stood up a little straighter.

    Crook mewed. "I'm sorry.." He lunged at Drytail and unsheathed his claws. He tried to knock the cat down by using his shoulder.