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Being a barn cat, Swan never really interacted with twolegs let alone did she understand their language. They were confusing animals. They could run, they could climb, they could do a lot of things that Swan couldn't name. Despite the difference of what they and her could and couldn't do, she had been told by her mother that twolegs were nice, that if it weren't for them, neither of them would be alive. Like any young kit, Swan believed in her words only to find her mother being carried away by twolegs a quarter-moon later. Ever since, she had feared the presence of twolegs but couldn't bring herself to move out of the barn. it had food, it had shelter... it had memories of her long gone mother.

But to watch her only home burn to ashes was something Swan never thought in her life she would witness with her sky blue eyes, especially at a young age where her childhood should be full of fantasies and tales instead of hurt and bitter memories. Swan had no idea how it happened. One moment she was munching on a plump mice in the peace of night, the next she was fleeing for her life as flames clawed at her fur. After running for sometime over a paddock, she hesitantly looked over her shoulder, a lump in her throat as she heard shouts and cries begin to fill the smoky air. Biting her tongue, the young cat fled into the wilderness, unaware of where she was heading towards as tears began to escape down her cheeks.

It had been several days since the fire, and Swan had yet to eat. Her pelt was ruffled, her tail low and her eyes cast down as she decided to rest against a large tree before sighing. She did not know she had trespassed SkyClan's border.

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Swan knew very well she was in a vulnerable position that she could be prey to any lingering badges and foxes. Despite her current state of her body, Swan was unusually optimistic. Over the days, she had thought about the burning barn more times than she thought of food, which was a lot, and realised the only important thing that had not been burned to death was her mother. Sure, she mightn't have been there for her ever since she was taken away, but it didn't necessarily mean she was dead either. With those thoughts in her head, Swan's heavy heart felt a little lighter.

The scent of an approaching creature caught the siamese's attention as she slowly lifted her head up, blue eyes wide as her heart began to thud faster, hoping whoever was coming nearby was not hostile. Before she knew it, Swan was facing a tortoiseshell cat. Her hackles began to rise instinctively before slowly lying flat at the female's tone. She didn't seem to the intention to murder her.

"I... My name's Swan, and my home was burned several suns ago. I guess this is what happens to a cat afterwards," Swan ended with a dry chuckle before perking her ears up at the sound of another stranger arriving. SkyClan? What on earth was that? A twoleg place? Were these cats kittypets? She couldn't see any kittypet things around their necks. "Could I have some food and water? I haven't eaten since yesterday..." she trailed off, suddenly wondering if she was asking too much.

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/hey north <3

Whilst Swan had been talking to the other two adults, she had failed to realise that two other cats, who seemed to be around the same age as her, had approached in the midst of her explanation for being here. As someone who had been isolated from the company of younger cats for all her life, Swan was leaning more towards the feeling of curiousity over cautiousness to include them in the conversation. Her eyes widened slightly as the siamese mix cat spoke first, mildly surprised he initiated the conversation instead.

Olivepaw? The petite female stared blankly at him for a moment before noticing how he was the only one had stated his name. She was unsure if the older felines were merely being cautious about giving personal information or if they had simply forgotten. "Oh, thank you. I was named after a big white bird by my mother," she replied, a soft smile playing at the corners of her lips. Although it hurt to think about her mother, Swan often felt the need to speak the things her mother had done out loud to make her feel calmer. "And I like your name too, Olivepaw! What, or who, were you named after?"

Her eyes then landed on the nervous looking tom standing beside Olivepaw, just in time to see his yellow eyes dodge her blue optics. Swan hated to see others look vulnerable for whatever reason because... well, she just didn't. Tilting her head slightly, her weak yet warm voice called out to him. "Um... Hey, what's your name?"

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/north - you and your vocab omg

Swan listened intently to his story, nodding as he spoke in respect. Despite being quite a chatterbox herself, Swan was always in for a good story, but she found it even more intriguing when others were talking about themselves. She knew not everyone could simply speak without being ignored so she found it a priority in herself to let others talk whenever they needed it.

When Olivepaw reached the part about his eyes, she found her own blue eyes staring more intensely into his own which seemed to hide a trillion secrets and a million thoughts. So far, the tom had made an impression of the she-cat to be something called... a mystery, someone who had not been pestered enough to reveal their intentions. She liked the vibe that clung around him, maybe Olivepaw could be her friend?

Before the siamese could address his last words about his mother, one of the older cats spoke directly towards her. Swan was completely oblivious to the tone that laced the spoken words and instead nodded as she looked towards Olivepaw, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes. "Are you an apprentice?"