Mousefang joins ThunderClan

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    Mousefang glanced around the Thunderclan camp, the eyes of many of the other cats burning into his pelt as he sat near the freshkill pile, unsure of what to do. He didn't know if ThunderClan functioned the way his kithood clan, LeafClan, had, and he didn't want to make any mistakes on his first night in the clan. He awkwardly shuffled a paw through the dirt as he waited for someone to give him something--- anything--- to do so he would no longer have to sit in the middle of the camp with those suspicious eyes on him.

    Hermione padded over, a sparrow in her jaws. She too wasn't born into ThunderClan. She had been a kittypet. " Here, Mousefang," Hermione purred.

    Riversoul padded his way to the two cats, ignoring suspicious glances from his clanmates. "Hello to both of you," He turned to Mousfang, "I don't believe I've seen you before?" he asked politely. Shrugging his white-pelt he mewed, "Ignore these mouse-brains," he gestured with his tail, "They'll get used to you eventually." He raised his voice obviously, "Then they can all stop stareing." He glared meanigfully at the other cats.