*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

"Ha, good one," Wind says. "I'm sure you'll find we are selfish as any cat. We only talk to the stars when we need them for something. We just like the forest more than those horrible twolegs is all... Heron's the only one who'll be at your standards." Wind shivered suddenly, shaking invisible dirt from his pelt. Why was he so at ease with this strange tom? Because he was trying to make a weird situation normal, probably. He didn't know what to do about this cat. I couldn't turn the cat away, but I shouldn't be getting friendly either. This thought resurfaced, and Wind vowed to keep it in mind.
Lone flicked his ears and muttered, "Well... I still want to be here." He looked at Wind and then at Bird. He wondered if they were mates, they seemed somewhat close. Bird was pretty, her fur was nice. Any tom would be silly not to see that.
 
Lone flicked his ears and muttered, "Well... I still want to be here." He looked at Wind and then at Bird. He wondered if they were mates, they seemed somewhat close. Bird was pretty, her fur was nice. Any tom would be silly not to see that.
A dripping wet Drops emerged from nowhere. He barreled into Lone, knocking him down. Pinning the strange tom, he screamed in his face. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
Wind took a step back. "Hey! Are you letting another rogue into are camp? Haven't we got our paws full with Bat already?" Drops interrogated.
Wind remained silent. Anything that happened to Lone was beyond his cynical cares. And he never replied to Drops fired questions. Sometimes he felt Drops was just trying to get a rise out of other cats.
"Bird? What have you to do with all of this?" He called at the she-cat who was some distance away. "For glittering star's sake, it's raining! There is no time for this right now!" He hesitated and actually listened to what he said. "Ok, it's always raining. But beyond the point!" He fumed.
 
A dripping wet Drops emerged from nowhere. He barreled into Lone, knocking him down. Pinning the strange tom, he screamed in his face. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
Wind took a step back. "Hey! Are you letting another rogue into are camp? Haven't we got our paws full with Bat already?" Drops interrogated.
Wind remained silent. Anything that happened to Lone was beyond his cynical cares. And he never replied to Drops fired questions. Sometimes he felt Drops was just trying to get a rise out of other cats.
"Bird? What have you to do with all of this?" He called at the she-cat who was some distance away. "For glittering star's sake, it's raining! There is no time for this right now!" He hesitated and actually listened to what he said. "Ok, it's always raining. But beyond the point!" He fumed.
Lone dipped his head and mewed, "Bat... OH! He is a wonderful cat! I met him, that mate of his.... Embers? I know her a bit... What's your name? You seem like you care for the Tribe."

Glow padded out and muttered, "Well, Drops.... He seems he might make a good cat but I don't trust it...."
 
Lone dipped his head and mewed, "Bat... OH! He is a wonderful cat! I met him, that mate of his.... Embers? I know her a bit... What's your name? You seem like you care for the Tribe."

Glow padded out and muttered, "Well, Drops.... He seems he might make a good cat but I don't trust it...."
"Yeah. I DO care," Drops said, ignoring Glow's comment.
 
"Yeah. I DO care," Drops said, ignoring Glow's comment.
Fire padded out, making it a good number of cats. "Drops.... This is for Heron to decide. We can't make his choice. I think that another cat could be good. We're running out of food and he knows his way around twolegplace." Glow stared at him, horrorified, "Are you suggesting we go there!?" Fire nodded, fear gnawing at his belly.
 
Squirrel was returning from the lake with a few fish in his jaws. When he saw Lone, the fish fell out of his mouth. “Holy Stars! Who is that!” He cried. Bird saw the corner of his mouth turn up in a slight crooked smile as he spoke.
 
Lone flicked his ears and muttered, "Well... I still want to be here." He looked at Wind and then at Bird. He wondered if they were mates, they seemed somewhat close. Bird was pretty, her fur was nice. Any tom would be silly not to see that.
Bird saw Lone staring at her colorful fur for an unsettling amount of time. She bristled slightly and flattened her ears at him, but settled quickly. She was more at ease now that she was surrounded by her Tribemates back home in camp.
 
Squirrel was returning from the lake with a few fish in his jaws. When he saw Lone, the fish fell out of his mouth. “Holy Stars! Who is that!” He cried. Bird saw the corner of his mouth turn up in a slight crooked smile as he spoke.
Fire nodded to the apprentice, “I don’t know, are those fish for the queens? Night hasn’t eaten yet.” He muttered, thinking of his mom.
 
Bird saw Lone staring at her colorful fur for an unsettling amount of time. She bristled slightly and flattened her ears at him, but settled quickly. She was more at ease now that she was surrounded by her Tribemates back home in camp.
Lien saw her bristle and wondered if something wasn’t wrong, “You okay?”
 

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