Dapple's introduction.

[Dapplefoot]

Dapple traveled slowly through the large expanse of land sprawling before her. Her long coat protecting her from the harshness of the wind for the most part. One foot in front of the other. Over and over. Dapple wasn't sure what she was walking towards. Maybe she was just walking away, away from that place, the crowded streets, the calm little gardens, the twolegs that swept up her littermates one by one. Leaving the haggard she-cat behind in their hast to adopt her adorable little siblings. Dapple was happy they were wanted. Happy they would be cared for and loved for the rest of their lives. Safe in the arms of their twoleg friends. Always have a meal when their hungry. Warmth when their cold. She stopped and closed her sun-set eyes for a moment. I couldn't feed them right. I couldn't keep them all so warm, so full and safe that they never had to worry about anything. She tried to convince herself. Fending off the guilt and grief at having just, let them be carried off by the smiling twolegs. It's what mama would have wanted. She reminded herself. She didn't want to think of what her father would say about it.

Her foot-steps were as heavy as her mind, her relentless thought chasing themselves in circles. Find something new. They're safe and they'll be happy.
Without you.
A tiny voice whispered to her, her ears flicked, like she could fling the thought away with the small movement. Head low and tail dragging the dry ground, she forced herself onward. Until, she paused, lifting her muzzle and pricking her ears. She smelled something. Someone. A lot of someone's. Cats.
Many cats. Her fur bristled and she suddenly froze. She'd never met a cat that wasn't her family. She was with her smaller littermate's or alone hunting close to the twoleg village. 'what do I do? Should I introduce myself? What do you do with other cats?'

She thought only of her siblings, licking their faces clean or telling them story's, hunting for them and comforting them. Like when mother- Well. She knew how to treat a cat. She thought assuredly. How different could it be from her littlemate's, really? She began to get excited as she followed the scent. Other cats! Someone to talk too, to take care of. Somewhere she would be needed, where she could help and be useful! She dreamed. Quickening her paw-steps.

 

[hyacinthbreath]

;; welcome to windclan!!!

As much as cats were happy to be able to join the newfound Clans, Hyacinth was always wary of them. She didn't care if you were the most amazing fighter or hunter in the world; if you're disloyal in the end, what was the point of all of that work? She'd taken to watching Dusk during her free time, and constantly bothering Weasel with as many appearances as she could keep up.

But didn't that get exhausting? One might ask. And well, sure. It wasn't that exhausting- at least, not for a while. Until she got to the point where she started feeling relaxed around them. Then, she panicked.

Having such horrible trust issues would be the death of her, she supposed.

The sound of grass rustling and an unknown stranger walking right into their territory wasn't the end of her day she was expecting. At all. Hyacinth turned her head, her brain registering the sight before her, and then sprang forward; fur fluffed up and back arched protecting the group of cats behind her.

"Are you dumb? You're going to walk right up into territory in which you don't belong, despite it REEKING of other cats- HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?"

She hisses, surprisingly more incredulous about the femme's decision. She squinted her eyes, before turning to the group. "Somebody get Sootstar. Make sure this one doesn't run away. I want to see what Sootstar says about this bold one." She chuckles in dark amusement, before gesturing for the molly to sit. "Don't you worry. You'll get a warm welcome from our Leader when she sees you waltzed right up in here. No patrols caught you, huh?"​

 

[MALLOWLARK]

Hyacinth screeched, and Mallow imagined he would have to be dead and buried to have not heard her. A burst of laughter left him at the noise, shocking him almost into a fit- but he choked it back, making a crackling cough-noise with his throat as if hacking back down a hairball. Wide grey eyes snapped upon the stranger and stayed completely still in an attempt to meet her gaze, in the 'friendly' way his mother always would- but the ghoulish emptiness of his smile did no favours for his affability.

"Hah- best hope Sootstar's in a good mood," he chimed, his paw striking the earth with a stomp. Said in a cheery manner, it was meant to be a joke- the domino tom was however strikingly unaware that it would probably come off as vaguely threatening. Still, under Hyacinth's instruction he was soon to bound off, inky paws carrying him to the scent of Sootstar, ready to cheerily warn her about 'some idiot' that had stumbled upon the moor WindClan claimed.

/ @SOOTSTAR (you probs don't need the tag but. interaction tag ig) ​

[ PENNED BY PIN ]​

 

[SOOTSTAR]

When Mallow approached her she immediately dismissed him with a flick of her paw, "Go away, I'm busy." She grunted. Yet the alabaster and ebony pawed tom informed her Hycanith had sent him, well... suppose she better go then. With a grumble, she gets onto her paws and heads off with a strut, uncaring if Mallow followed back in tow or not.

When she arrived there stood Hycanith with a stranger, likely the reason she was called out here.
A brow raises and she looks to Hycanith, "Who is this cat? Another one waltzing on our land?" She inquires, opening her maw to take in the stranger's scent. ​

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[Harry Styles]

goldenkit

little brown mackerel tabby with a white chest
4 moons old. lost her parents in the Great Battle

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Goldie probably shouldn't have followed Sootstar, but she wanted to know what was going on. The kitten hopped and skipped and followed along in her own kittenish way, finally stumbling upon the collection of warriors and one single new cat.

Goldenkit sniffed. She smelled like a stranger, and not a normal kind of stranger, smelling of pine or marsh or fish-- someone totally different. She ducked behind Sootstar but kept watch, little golden eyes peeking out at the newcomer. She could tell the adults weren't happy, and she already felt bad for following, intruding on a situation she couldn't really help with.

She wondered if this new molly would join their ranks. Goldenkit really liked meeting new people, as long as they were nice.
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/literally can't write Good Children to save my life. they always end up sneaking out of camp. anyway hi and welcome to windclan!!!

 

[Dapplefoot]

Dapple recognized that her welcome was not a friendly one, she quickly flattened herself to the ground, ears pressing to her skull and long tail curling under her belly. Her back arched slightly, but not in a threatening way, she was scared by the obvious hostility of the cat's before her. "N-No, I haven't seen anyone but you all. I just wanted to say hi, I didn't realize I was going to cause a problem." She spoke softly, her voice lilted in what was usually a comforting tone, now laced with fear and uncertainty. She tried her best to smooth her rising fur, she knew her large and fluffy appearance could be somewhat intimidating or taken as a threat.

A tiny she-cat strode confidently towards her and the other cats. Her fur was the color of cinders after they've burnt out and grown cold, her eye's a cold green. Dapple tried not the cower too much at the cat's demanding presence. She all but ignored her, turning to speak with the frighting cat that had first approached Dapple.

Dapple spoke again, this time to the soot coated molly. "I am sorry, I'm afraid I don't know very much about the customs of other cats. I didn't mean any harm, I just, wanted to, well-" She trailed off, not really knowing why she decided to seek out the felines. She just, didn't want to be alone anymore.

 

[Dizzy]

I WANT SOMETHING JUST LIKE THIS​

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"I am sorry, I'm afraid I don't know very much about the customs of other cats. I didn't mean any harm, I just, wanted to, well-"

The words brought a frown to the tomcats lips, hitting too close to home for comfort. He knew all too well that sentiment, of not knowing what to do or what was expected of you. Even now, weeks after having been among them, Dusk still couldn't say he knew these cats any better than when he'd first arrived. He could put faces to the names now, sure, but he utterly lacked the social skils or experience to pursue a bond beyond that, and he;d only just started taking the initiative on things around camp.

"Join us?" Dusk offered with a raise of his brow, unsure as to why he had suddenly felt the need to help her. Norally the large tomcat just stood by silently while Sootstar dealt with these things, acting as little more than an intimidation factor or some extra muscle for the Windclan Leader. Never did he let his sympathy outweight his sense by trying to help out any of the strangers they came across

Of course, Dusk had no idea if Sootstar would actually accept the shecat into their ranks, and that was none of his concern. It was up to each individual to make their own case and to prove hemselves worthy in their leaders eyes, and there was nothing he could say or do that could change that. He might have given her a potential out to avoid getting clawed, but that was only if she was smart enough to use it to her advantage- smart enough to make Sootstar think she had something to offer despite being an outsider.
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windclan warrior - male - 17 months - homosexual - polyamorous - single - tall, strong bengal tomcat

 

[SOOTSTAR]

Sootstar merely glances down at Goldenkit, a disapproving snort escaping her throat. The child was not hers to look after, perhaps hers to protect... but she had enough on her plate rallying and keeping her orders in line. If the child near her paws got hurt because they couldn't keep still inside camp like they were told, then it should hopefully be a lesson learned. With that, her attention is completely placed on the stranger.

"Is that what you want to do? Join?" Sootstar wasn't sure how much longer she could be so gracious, allowing all these cats to join her ranks... but the more they had the stronger WindClan would be. If she was a capable feeling and willing to pledge her loyalty to WindClan, Sootstar didn't see much of a reason to turn her away. "You may stranger, but only if you can swear your loyalty to us, WindClan. And of course, I, Sootstar, leader of WindClan." The response the stranger gives would seal her fate in terms of having a place in the clan.​

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[Dapplefoot]

"Join...?" Dapple whispered to herself. Join them? Like, go with them, live with them, have a family again? She dared to hope. She slowly looked over the feline faces around her, a few were hostile, a few skeptical, but a flicker of gold caught her eye. A tiny kit peaking out from behind the small leader. The others kept their attention on Dapple, seeming unbothered by the kit's presence, out in the open, away from shelter? It didn't seam safe to her. Not right. She felt an urge to shoo the kit into a den, take them away from the tense situation and scold them for leaving their mother's protection. Big, curious eyes stared back at her.
She thought again of the molly's- Sootstar's proposal, they were actually inviting her to join them? Dapple straightened slightly, experimentally shifting her position into a less fearful one watching the other's carefully. She made a conscious effort to keep her head below that of the shorter cat's.

Her voice was stronger now, that sweet lilt in her natural voice coming back with an almost confident, protective, aspect to it. "I, Dapple, swear my loyalty to you, Sootstar, and to all of windclan. Swear my jaws to catching prey for it's members, and devote my claws to defending all the cats in this, clan. If you'll have me." She vowed, voice stumbling only slightly over the unfamiliar words. Dapple didn't think too hard on what she had just done, swearing herself to these strangers, but she already felt better. Like she could make a home here, with these cats. But more than anything, she wouldn't have to be alone anymore, right?

 

[hyacinthbreath]

At the voice of Mallow, Hyacinth feels a bit of amusement flatten the fur on her spine. She relaxes, cold blue eyes watching the femme as she panicked. Her posture was surprised; did she really think she could walk into strange territory and not get instantly questioned or attacked?

At Sootstar's inevitable arrival, Hyacinth dips her head in respectful greeting to the Leader, before turning her gaze back to the stranger. Perhaps it would be easier this way, for Soot to test her; she just hoped she wouldn't be stuck watching over this one, too. With her paws full stalking after Dusk constantly (because he seemed to be around all too often for her to not have to chase after him, she'd reasoned with herself). She worries her teeth against the inside of her cheek, before watching everything happen.

A routine.

We ask them to join, Sootstar lets them in.

One more cat that could start a rebellion.

One more cat that could threaten their peace.

She backs away from the two mollies conversating, slipping in beside Dusk hesitantly. She gives him a sideways glance, considering saying something- but stays quiet instead, her eyes shutting as she listened in silence.​