The Mysterious Two (clan leader needed)

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    Night padded into the Leader's Den, flicking her tail for Gray to follow. She looked around, observing every detail. Not very easy to escape from, since there's only one exit," she mewed quietly. "We'll have to be careful."

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    Gleamingknight padded forward, seeing Night and some other cat as they attempted to enter the Leaders Den. Luckily the General was always around the Leaders Den, today he was even lying inside of the cave mouth. The large and brutish seal point rose to his feet and gave the pair a tilt of curiosity. "Can I help you two? You know your not allowed to be in here" the General spoke with his deep boyish rasp.

    Night raised her head defiantly. "How should we know?" she hissed. "We want to join, we've never been here before."

    Gleamingknight tilted his head and gave Night a small smile. "My mistake" he apologized. "What are your names? How old are you? Do you know anything about Shadowclan?" the tom asked curiously, allowing the cats(?) to answer before asking any more questions.

    [[Is it ok if I join?]]


    The bob tailed tom had felt suspicious of the misplaced scent that filled the camp, and the trail pointed to the leaders den. "What the?!" Greenpaw's thought cut him off. Whats if its an assasination? Greenpaw let out a wail and charged to the leaders den.

    OOC: Night and Gray are mere kittens, four moons old, but they act like mature apprentices. Also, anyone is aloud to join. :)


    IC: Night eyed the tom suspiciously, then spoke, "I am Night, and this is Gray. We are four month– excuse me, moons, old. We do know a little about Shadowclan. We know we are still considered kits, even though we are much more mature than yours. We know that we wish to be called Nightshadow and Grayfur when we are of age, and we also know that you will not hesitate to put us in the Nursery."