Posts by wrene

The silver tabby had just been walking around, half-spying on her clanmates to see if anyone was up to anything interesting. Unfortunately, nothing so far. That's why the feline had peaked into the room in the first place. She perked up immediately upon spotting an unfamiliar face. "Hello!" she greeted, padding towards the other feline. "I'm Wrene, nice to meet you. Do you need any help there?"

Approaching the two, Wrene offered a smile to the stranger. She seemed nice? A little odd, considering what she had said but nice. "Hello," the silver tabby greeted with a nod, eyeing a the panther. "I'm Wrene. Nice to meet you, Voic. Welcome to Shadowclan I guess."

"Cool name," she commented almost absentmindedly, her attention shifted to the decorations already put up. Streamers? The girl let out an amused laugh at those. They certainly were an interesting choice. Although, Wrene found that she kind of liked them. They made the room seem a lot more welcoming already.

Her attention turned back to Future, her ears perked up. "Of course I'll help out, then," she said. "Awesome! This room is gonna look amazing once we're done."

The girl grinned, nodding enthusiastically. "Yeah, of course!" Wrene pulled the purple flag towards her with her paw. The feline glanced around at who had already gathered, wondering who would be on her team.

Wrene had honestly just gotten into the groove of hanging up the paper cranes when Future began talking again. She paused, turning her head towards him. "You sure?" she asked. "I don't mind, really."

Hmm... what did she do for fun? "Umm, I like playing games. You know, like truth or dare or twenty questions or something." She let out a small laugh.

"Woah, didn't know you were in any other clans. And leader on top of that? Dude, that's impressive," Wrene commented with a small smile, strolling up to the group. The tabby had never heard of Radicalclan but, then again, she hadn't heard of many clans. Mostly because it seemed like a lot of effort to learn about groups she would probably only have limited interactions with. But, based on what her clanmates were saying, she had a good enough idea of what they were like.

"Another reason why I don't want kids," Wrene said, cringing inwardly and cautiously eyeing the vice leader. She decided to keep her distance just in case the other female threw up or something. That was a thing with pregnant people, right? She couldn't be sure, though. It wasn't like she had met many pregnant people before. "Do you want me to get a medic?"

"No problem. Mixers only dilute it anyways," she hummed almost absentmindedly and she wrapped her two front paws firmly around the bottle, bringing it to her mouth. She cringed as the awful-tasting liquid ran down her throat, letting out a few coughs. Ah, that never did get better, did it? She had only had alcohol a few times before but each time it caused her to have the same reaction. She refused to be defeated after just one sip so Wrene quickly downed another swig. "Thanks," she coughed out, offering the best smile she could muster with her eyes watering to Ram.

Wrene had not yet fallen asleep--she was kind of a night owl--so the sound of voices quickly caught her attention. The silver tabby approached the group, her eyes quickly landing on the unfamiliar serval. "Couldn't wait till morning?" she commented, giving the stranger a quick once over. The feline yawned, stretching out her limbs. "The name's Wrene. Welcome to Shadowclan, I guess."

Wrene nodded, still looking a bit freaked out by the whole thing. "Okay, if you say so." Though, her nerves were quickly calmed by Ram's comment. She let out a laugh, returning the hyena's grin as he sat besides her. "Please don't puke on him. At least while I'm sitting next to him."

Her ears perked in interest at the pills. "The fuck are those?" she asked, eyeing the medicine. She'd never seen anything like them before.

Oh, now that rubbed her the wrong way. The tabby's fur bristled, her eyes narrowing. "Trust me, honey," she began. It sounded kind of funny coming out of her since she was so young. "I've been there. It wouldn't of killed you."

Due to the warm weather, the feline had situated herself in a corner of the camp under a large tree. She rolled over onto her back, stretching out her limbs in hope that she could cool down. She usually appreciated her long fur but, on days like today, she was nearly ready to shave it all off.

//rushed ahh

Whoever said that she would get used to this godawful weather was lying. The long-haired feline had been trying to cool down all day with no success. She had adored her fur before coming her but now, it had almost become a nuisance. Wrens huffed, rolling over once again. At least the ground was kind of cool.


@B. KRON