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[justify]"That's right." Aster pitched in at once, with a understanding glance at Lavarocks. "You can all come back to ThunderClan anytime you like to visit me once you lot are a little older and stronger. " Her voice was gentler and softer than usual as she gazed down at her children and she chuckled as Plastickit tripped over his own paws. She gently brushed the sand from his fur before giving him a nudge forward, toward Lavarocks. "Now be polite and say hello to your father. We've travelled so far so you can meet him and he's very happy to see you all at last. " That went for everyone, Coco and Stolenkit included. This would all, if not be easier, go smoother if her kits formed some kind of bond with Lava before she had to leave, he would be their everything once she was gone. And Asterfall wasn't entirely sure she'd muster the energy to go unless that happened.
"That goes for you, too." Aster stood and smacked her paw lightly on Lava's shoulder, gesturing for him to come closer. "They don't bite, I promise." Aster narrowed her eyes and mock contemplation and glanced down at her rough and tumble daughter with a playful smile. "Well, Stolenkit might." [/justify]
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[justify]"Yes." Asterfall answered crisply Come on, it's not that bad. It should feel like an adventure. " She supposed she shouldn't have expected unwavering acceptance of this move, Stolen, Coco and Plastic had spent the first three months of their lives as ThunderClan kits, with her. And they all had some of her in them, for better or worse, as Aster had a habit of dog-headed stubborness as well. "Stol, I need you to stay here with your brother and sister and look out for them. Make sure none of the other children run all over them. And Plastickit, try to keep your sisters out of too much trouble."
Aster straightenened and looked at Lavarocks, lowering her voice so only he could hear. "Maybe you should show them about, so they feel more at home. " [/justify]
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[justify][justify]//omg I love that you've made her FC Arya! Love Game of Thrones.
Aster sighed. "We'll talk about that later. For now, try to enjoy yourselves." The cream-furred feline cast a quick glance at the skyline, watching the sun as it dipped lower and lower in the horizon. In all honesty there probably wasn't going to be a later, not that she would have an honest answer in either case. [/justify][/justify]
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"Hi!" Asterfall made her way over to the impressive leopard, violet-hued eyes round with curiosity. She normally wasn't big on these kind of things, but dropping her children off in SunClan had left her feeling haltingly empty. What better way to take her mind off it then this? Plus the trip had been so recent that SunClans distinctive scent was still clinging to her fur and filling her nose, so maybe some time spent amongst her fellow clanmates would help wash it out. "What's your name?"
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[justify]Ah, another joiner. Aster knew the rules and she fixed her face into the barest hint of a welcoming smile, holding back her hard-learned suspicion of outsiders for the benefit of the clan. "Dixie, huh? I'm Asterfall. Congratulations, you're now a member of ThunderClan. If you head through the dust thataway-" She lifted one paw and pointed. "You'l hit our camp."[/justify]
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[justify]Aside from capture, maiming, or death, I'm open to anything with her. Aster just left her babies with their father in SunClan a week or two ago and she misses them/ the emotional intimacy so I'm definitely down for crushes or boyfriend/girlfriend. [/justify]
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[justify]"Where'd the little one come from?" Aster curiously approached the duo, eyes and demeanor gentle for a change. [/justify]
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[justify] Asterfall kneeled down so she could be face to face with the kit, though short as the cream colored feline was she didn't have far to go. It was with a pang that her mind flashed to Stolenkit and Plastickit. "Pleasure ta meet you, Maple." She flashed an impish grin. "I'm Asterfall." [/justify]
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"Birds aren't cute. They're annoying." Asterfall muttered as she joined her clanmates, flattening her ears against her head to shut out the ridiculously cheerful chattering and chirping. The petite warrior had always been quick-tempered but now it was if she had a permanent scowl fixed on her face. What kind of idiots were they for thinking these birds were cute of all things? They were predators. They ate birds. "Especially these birds. Why can't we kill them?!"
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A scornful snort emitted from the ball of pale fur that was Aster as she watched the pups awkward march around the camp. It turned into an even longer snort as the shepherd approached the pup and introduced himself. What the hell kind of a name was that? Aster mimicked it viciously under her breath before curling into an even tighter ball, shoving her nose under her tail and trying her best to drown out all the chatter. She was cold. She was always cold but that likely had a lot to do with the fact that she hardly ever ate.
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"I'd hope so." She sniffed disdainfully in response to the bear though it was more for show than anything else. Asterfall could understand holding on to memories of those gone. Any little reminder was worth a ton. And she had nothing. Soft cream fur bristled at the thought and she sat, curling her tail around her paws to disguise its puffiness. "Well then I suppose if they belonged to a friend of yours then we'll just have to deal with them as opposed to eating them."
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Aster got Gryffindor. Which is quite fitting.
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Asterfall trotted up having heard the call to arms as it were though she was clearly late on the scene. It had been ages since she had trained with anyone and her pride didn't much like the idea of her skills going to rust. Problem was, everyone here looked like they were already starting. "Anyone here not three times my size or sporting some creepy enhanced powers wanna fight? Not being funny, just being real." The petite warriors shoulders rose and fell in a easy shrug as she waited for a reply. If there weren't any takers there were already a few mock battles about to play out here that looked like they'd be quite entertaining to sit and watch as she waited for a partner.
