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    Sneaking of for walks? Oh! Rebellious. Amused, he lets out a low chuckle. He would have never dared trying to leave camp when he was injured back within the tribe, especially under Bunny's watchful eye? He'd get an earful if he was caught, and even if he didn't he'd get one he arrived back. Tribe was a small place, didn't take much to realize when someone was missing or not around. He had tried to make the place grow as a stoneteller... but looking back at it, he felt it had been foolish to try. He was a child back then, who in the world would want to be led by a damn child? He sure wouldn't now that he was an adult... Veil must have felt like he was babysitting a bunch of kits pretending to play make believe leader or something.

    At least he could say he tried, but he liked to keep his memories as a stoneteller out of his mind. Some days... if he had the power to forget it he would. Then again, he'd probably be a much different cat then he was today if he had never received the title.

    "Sneaking out? Oh gee Briarpaw... I can't believe you've been doing such a thing. I'll have to tell Drifting- ugh I mean Eaglestar about this you know right?" He jokes around playfully, attempting to give her a gentle light nudge with his paw while doing so before shaking his head. "Nah nah, but hey if you sneak out again... at least let me go with? I just- worry about the bear situation, and I'm sure the rest of your clan doesn't want you getting hurt by it again either. Besides, I'm sure you'd like some company while you're out strolling the territory right?" He had never really had time for rebelliousness in the tribe, perhaps he could get a taste of some now by not only keeping Briarpaw's secret but tagging alone with her while she ignored the leader and medicine cat's concerns. It would give him a chance to get to know her better anyways too, maybe he could continue sharing information about the tribe and in return she taught him a bit more clan vocabulary? Might be fun.

    "Well... ow... That had to of hurt, I'm glad you're alright. But congratulations on fishing your- er, trials! You must have worked really hard to get to where you are today, I have no doubt you'll make an amazing warrior." He purrs, before... he freezes in place and his eyes dilate wide. Wait? Was... was that a joke? He almost allows a laugh to escape his maw, but he realizes Briarpaw is saying all of this with a completely... serious voice. As if it was nothing.

    She wasn't joking.

    He wanted to look at her as if she was crazy- but maybe she had been... she had probably thought she was about to die, he certainly would be going a bit crazy soon. She probably just hallucinated or... or something... He wouldn't ask about it though, sounded like it might be a bit of a touchy subject so he just awkwardly nods along to her words. "Well I'm glad you made it out okay, and that all you have to worry about is your leg for a bit." Could have been way worse.

    "Its going to be a bit weird calling you something besides Briarpaw... thats all I've known you as." He comments, "So don't be upset if I mess up for the first moon." Once again the broad shouldered tom would muse, before listening to her speak about potential names and what she was looking for. "Perhaps, or maybe Eaglestar has something else in mind... like Briar...leg?" A mischievous smile plops up on his face, he was not aware both her parents were well... gone- otherwise he wouldn't have made the joke. But he just assumed that perhaps her parents were still wondering about camp out and about, and that they would be at her ceremony and everything. Nope far from that.

    Bumble didn't even really know what it was like to have parents, he was an orphan all his life, never would he know the bond a father and son had, or a mother and son had. "Nah I tease, I'm sure it'll be something really cool though. I haven't heard Eaglestar hand out names yet but I'm sure she already has something nice in mind for you."

    Oh dear, him getting a clan name? "To be honest though I'm sure many cats would like me to, as of right now no. Bumble of Bee has always been who I've been, not sure if I'm comfortable with changing it... it would just feel wrong to me if that makes sense. I didn't even request cats call me Stoneteller when I stepped up." He was Bumble, Bumble of Bee. That was it. Though he had to admit... if he ever took on a clan name Bumblebee would probably be his preferred name to go, it wasn't too different from his first. Just didn't have 'of' in it. "But... I like Bumblebee. I'll keep it in mind in case I change my mind."


    Really the life style of clans were not much different then what a life style had been within the tribe, you wake up, go on patrols, yadayda. Only thing different was some aspects of their daily life like their tradition, and their ranks. Really, that was it. It was more hard for Bumble to feel like... he was fitting in, of course he had only been here for a few days so obviously he didn't yet... but it was hard for him to get himself out there sometimes. In the tribe he knew everyone, it hadn't been hard, after all there was only a pawful of cats in the tribe. But here? DarkClan was much bigger, many more cats, and it seemed they even had many more problems. The whole bear situation being one of them...

    But, he figured he'd be used to it all maybe at the end of the moon. Maybe he'd even have a friend or two by then as well...

    He lets out a yawn before sitting down near the entrance of the warriors den, before the voice of a younger feline catches his attention. Flicking his ears and quickly turning his head to face her, Bumble recognizes the cat. Caper right? Never had they properly spoke before, but he supposed that would end today. "I suppose so, probably one of the last really nice ones we'll have with... you guys call it... leaf-bare? Where the cold white stuff falls from the snow? Well- yeah, until that stuff comes." Damn, he needed someone to catch him up on clan vocabulary. "Bumble of Bee, you can just call me Bumble though." He would introduce himself in return with a small smile. "Aren't you new around here too? I just got here a few days ago, think we might have arrived here around the same time."


            "Violetfields, right?" The well muscled tom asks with a tilt of his head as he makes his way over to the scene, not exactly sure what was going on or what had all been said... but the feline... didn't look alright. Something was off, something had upset her perhaps? He didn't know, unless it was blatantly obvious he was terrible at reading facial features. "Don't think we've properly met, I'm Bumble of Bee, a bit new around here but I've seen you around from time to time. Figured it was about time we properly met." He muses as a purr rumbles loudly in his throat, while it was nice to finally meet her, one of the other reasons he was here was because she looked a bit panicked from afar. Though the two were strangers, Bumble had always found joy in helping others. Maybe the she-cat didn't need help, but it didn't hurt checking. "Something the matter though? You look a bit nervous." Murmurs the feline before sitting down, awaiting for an answer while briefly glancing over at Caper and Nathanos.


            "Er... can I tag along?" The rather large feline meows as he makes his way over to the scene, trying to get himself around and about DarkClan a bit more. His activity wasn't terrible, but he wanted to try and get into the game more so cats would earn his trust. Besides, the place they were heading he hadn't been before and he'd like to explore it. Though he hoped they would be mostly herb hunting rather then hunting... not that he had interest in herbs but because he was insecure about his hunting abilities. Perhaps if he was more open cats could understand, but in the tribe he was a fully trained cave-guard. Taught little hunting skills, mostly fighting skills and how to protect his group. But... he did pick up some herbal knowledge form Bunny and Comet, not enough to him to be considered a professional but some. "If we look for herbs I have a decent history with them, I can help spot some useful ones out." If they wanted him to he supposed, really he just wanted to make himself useful around here.


    It didn't take too long after he had said his... "joke" to regret it a tad bit in fear of how the molly would take it. Especially since it seemed he might have caught her in an off mood, curse him for not being cautious, mentally he couldn't help but prepare himself for a hiss telling him to get lost or something but instead Briarpaw gave a playful shake of her head before pawing her piece of prey closer to him in an offering. Hmm, how polite. Admittedly he wasn't all that hungry, but he felt it would be polite to at least take a small bite... since he had been offered and all. So he pushes it closer to him, grabs a quick bite, before pawing it back towards Briarpaw all while giving her a thankful look. "Thank you," He murmurs back quietly, the prey within DarkClan tasted a bit... different then that within the Tribe. He was used to eating large hawks and what not, he was sure DarkClan got some here too sometimes considering they were still within the mountains but most likely not as much as the tribe did? Maybe when they laid eyes on one he could help them take one down- or well, since he wasn't the best at hunting protect them and helped them out while they did the work of taking it down.

    "I'm glad to hear that its getting better, I heard you're pretty much there when it comes to becoming a warrior. I'm sure your anxious for it to heal so you can get back out there and everything too huh? I couldn't imagine being confined to camp..." He always had enjoyed exploring and aimlessly wondering around, staying confined to one area for days on end sounded terrible. It was probably one of the reasons he was constantly out looking for allies as a stoneteller, he got to travel while doing good for the tribe at the same time. "Well I hope it heals soon and it can be taken off, for your sake and everyone else in DarkClan. Judging by your expression mere minutes ago if you're stuck in here for much longer you'll probably go crazy. Uh- anyways, I heard you got it from a bear? Or was it something else? I'm not too caught up yet..." Which was sad considering he had been here for a few days, but he had been mostly busy just trying to prove himself around DarkClan anyways.

    DarkClan? He was adjusting well he supposed. "I... like it. Obviously its a lot to get use to, I lived in the tribe all my life but I'm adjusting with time. Just... a bit nervous for getting called on hunting patrols. You see, I was a cave-guard so I'm not too amazing at hunting. When you get that splint off you'll have to teach me and give me some tips sometime."


    //no worries at all! I was busy with skc for the past few days anyways D:

    It was odd waking up everyday within DarkClan's warriors den- instead of back home within the mountains in the cave-guards den. Odd waking up to be surrounded by unfamiliar faces instead of the cats he had known all his life, odd to not see Comet and Bunny around, odd to not see Frog or hear Veil giving orders. It was weird... but so far he didn't regret coming to DarkClan, he didn't feel at peace with himself yet but he hadn't expected for all his problems in his life to have been fixed only days after joining. It would take time to finally feel like he fit into the clan, time to get used to their codes and customs, time to truly feel like a DarkClanner. Though as he awakes from a nap within the warriors den, a small sigh escapes him... he couldn't help but doubt sometimes that joining had been the right thing to do. That he'd regret it and want to go back to the tribe, but even within the tribe he had thought and thought about this for moons. It had been so clear that he wasn't happy there- especially when during his cave-guard ceremony he hadn't felt an inch of emotion or pride for crying out loud.

    DarkClan was his only hope at feeling a sense of belonging and finding happiness, he just hoped he could find it here.

    Finally he decides to get his lazy tail in gear, slowly he gets up onto his paws and allows a loud yawn to escape from his maw. He arches his back in a stretch, and then slips out of the den and into camp. He supposed he'd look for something to do... when was the next border patrol going out? He could place himself there... or maybe even try to lead one if someone would let him. He was hesitant about getting himself on a hunting patrol however, he could barely hunt. In the tribe he hard learned mainly how to fight and protect those around him, hunting was a bit foreign to him. The brown tom cat figured eventually he'd have to ask someone to teach him- unless he wanted to be an embarrassing excuse of a warrior within the clan he supposed.

    Though the sight of Briarpaw catches his gaze before any chores or tasks around the clan needing to be done. The ebony molly wore a scowl on her maw as she chewed at the prey placed at her paws- it looked... a bit amusing? Kind of even looked like she was upset at it, but for any cat who had a brain it was easy to realize it wasn't her prey she was upset with- but rather her leg. Couldn't blame her... she did look uncomfortable and he had no doubt in his mind she was probably in a decent amount of pain.

    Hmm... maybe she could use some company.

    The broad tom begins to amble over, a faint smile on his maw. "Hey." He greets simply as he seats himself a few good paw-steps away from her, as if he sat too close she'd bite her or something... "Your prey say something mean to you or something? You don't look very happy with it." He would muse gently as he tucked his tail around his paws. But nah, enough joking, "Heh... uh- anyways, how are you doing? With your leg and everything? You know how much longer you have to have it in a splint?"


    Coming forward, Bumble would make his way into the already gathered group of cats who had come to receive a task and nods. "I'll take one too please." He wanted to show DarkClan he planned on proving his loyalty around here instead of just sitting around, taking a weekly task wouldn't be a bad start.


    From there, it would not take long for Eaglestar to arrive at the scene, immediately he scanned the unfamiliar she-cat up and down. It still saddened him of course Driftingstar... was gone. He wished he could've gotten to befriend the feline, he had been a wise leader and hadn't turned the tribe away when he came hoping they could continue to be allies. But he could sense Eaglestar was just as respectable and wise as he was. He nods to her, "Yeah... I wish to join. It'd be an honor to be apart of DarkClan."

    Yes? That was a relief, he had been mostly fearing he'd get turned down. He wouldn't have blame them- how loyal could a cat leading his former home- his former home he used to help lead be? But he was grateful they'd give him a shot. "I don't know if word spread- I mean I would imagine it did but I stepped down a few moons back. To be honest with you for awhile I haven't felt like the tribe is the place I'm meant to be, don't get me wrong, I love the tribe. But... its stupid honestly and hard to explain. But I feel DarkClan would be a better place for me." It sounded stupid, he knew. But hopefully in a really strange way it would make sense to the DarkClanner's. He looks briefly to Briarpaw to see how she was taking this, before glancing back at Eaglestar.

    //sorry for taking 2 years lav had me busy for a second. ;;

    this dont need a reply back though!!


            "Couldn't sleep or something?" The newcomer asks, his jaws parting briefly to let out a small yawn before he sits down a few friendly paw-steps away from the leader. In the tribe he had gotten himself in a habit of staying up late, as stoneteller he had a lot of stress on his shoulders... but he didn't carry that role anymore. Now he was a DarkClan warrior- or at least he was trying to be. It'd be a weird adjustment... he was a terrible hunter- never really had been taught much but a few tricks on it. That was how life was in the tribe, you specialized in one thing and that was it. As a cave-guard it had been fighting and defending his former home, when he had been a stoneteller it had been dealing with relations and helping Bunny with healing if need be.

    He sighs to himself, those were the days back when he was young. He wondered if his two friends were doing alright.

    The brown coated tom looks to the leader again and tilts his head gently off to the side, "Err... sorry if this is a rude question but what happened? Your wound, even though its patched up looks pretty nasty. No cat surely gave that to you." He wasn't aware it might have been a sensitive topic- if he had known the feline lost a life due to it he would have kept his mouth shut.


    It didn't take too terribly long for a cat to appear, well no, two cats. His ear would flick at the one speakings words, well this was already off to be an... interesting experience. "Uh- Hi I'm Bumble. I came around BloodClan quite often a few moons back. Nice to meet the both of you too." The large tom replies back with a twitch of his whiskers, though before he could carry on he spotted a familiar pelt out of the corner of his eye... Looking up he spots Briarpaw, and immediately a small smile lifts on his face. It was good to see that she was still around- not that he had thought she wasn't or anything. But it had been a long time since he had been around the DarkClan border... though what was up with her leg?

    None of his business- for the time being.

    "Briarpaw, hello." He greets back, "Its nice to see you again soon, I hope DarkClan is doing well? And the Tribe is doing okay. Uh- wait- Eaglestar?" He had never met her. Only Driftingstar, who was she? "What... what happened to Driftingstar? Is...?"


    What a shame, a small saddened sigh escapes his maw. The leader had only just stepped up a few moons back, couldn't see him stepping down so soon.

    He shakes his head.

    "Yes, if you could grab Eaglestar that would be great. Though I'm not here with important business on the tribes behalf... I'm here to join."

    //going ahead and tagging EAGLESTAR. cause I want to post in open threads asap. c:


    It hadn't been a long journey from the tribe to the border of DarkClan, it had been one he had taken plenty of times... and he had even taken the same way there as the time he had went as a young stoneteller to as Driftingstar if he still wished to keep an alliance with the Tribe. He had liked the leader, though the word of his death had never hit his ears... Anyways, the large brown coated tom would slow down at the edge of the border and sit down. Why was he here? Well, because after his stoneteller days he just hadn't felt like he belonged within the tribe. Nothing tied him down there aside from Frog, Comet, Bunny, and his sibling Bat.

    When he stepped down, he had continued training to be a cave-guard and succeeded. A few good moons back he had been promoted to one, but not an ounce of pride or satisfaction overcame him. Nothing. All he had was a new title. That day was the day he had began to debate on leaving, the day he began to realize he didn't feel like he belonged.

    Maybe DarkClan was a good place for him to go...?

    He was just afraid it was a bit to close to home- no, the tribe for his liking.

    ...Well, here goes nothing.