Cinnimon bits and seafood salad.

[Bovine]

Well then,
I guess this young'un's a tad
< c r a z y >
.


Dainty white paws left not a trace in the grass, not a fern crushed, silently traveling with the wind as a guide.
The lean, blue body of a cat was heading towards MistClan territory.
Her fur was clean and kempt, she looked almost gradient, ranging from her snow-white paws to her dark silver back. Her ringed tail was held high in confidence...
//They will take us in, yes?//
Of course! I've heard they're nice cats. Father told me so.
Who was she talking to? Her friend of course. She liked to call him 'Mister'...And that was his name to her. But where was Mister? Well walking right beside her of course! Wait...You can't see him? Then I guess this young'uns a tad crazy.

[Shadow Spirit]

A swift pounce and the she-cat was upon her prey. She killed it and ate in a few swift jerks. Satisfied, she shook out her long, mottled fur. The white base was splashed with ginger and saffron in a pattern that earned her her name. Lillystar was thinking of heading back to her camp, but then she heard a voice. Coming around the bend of the steep rocky cliff, she noticed a young she-cat meandering along her territory. She seemed to be having a conversation, but with whom, Lillystar had no idea.

She stepped out into the open and called, "Hey young cat, what brings you onto MistClan lands?"

[The Various]

OOC: OMG, OMG, MISTER!!!!!!!!!!! !

[Bovine]

What brings you to
< M i s t C l a n >
Lands
?


Hearing the shecat's words, Bluepaw wheeled around, whiskers quivering excitedly,
//Look!A Clan cat! She says we're in MistClan...we made it!//
I know, I know! Her voice was an excited whisper, trying to hush her companion.
Hello, ma'am! We've traveled a long way in search of a Clan to live in. My name is Bluepaw and this, she motioned with her tail to a spot beside her. Is Mister. Any normal cat would see that Bluepaw was pointing to thin air, but she saw her brown tabby friend, giving an extravagant bow.

[Shadow Spirit]

Lillystar raised a brow. She didn't see any other cat. Was this going to be another cat with some kind of personality disorder...? Wishclaw she could handle, she was actually rather funny. But this cat seemed to be seeing things that were not there...

She decided it might be better not to ask. "Well, I am Lillystar, the leader of MistClan..." she explained. "Would you like to join my Clan?"

[Bovine]

Prancing about
in a
[ f e s t i v e . m a n n e r ]



Bluepaw gave a tiny leap of joy, while Mister pranced about in a festive manner.
As Bluepaw settled her kneading claws, she meowed a reply,

We'd be mighty grateful, ma'am!

They had been traveling all this way and finally reached a place they would call a home. Of course they were overjoyed by the offer.

[Shadow Spirit]

The she-cat's eyes lit with ubridled affection. She could never deny that she loved kits, no matter how many she was burdened with. She touched the kit's shoulder with her tail and nodded. Then she turned and began walking briskly toward the waterfall.

"I hope...neither of you mind gettting wet!" she called over her shoulder. She'd addressed both of them, on a whim, just figuring for now it would make things easier. Then she thought, laughing a little to herself, Does StarClan always send me the crazy cats?

[Bovine]

Inside lingo~


By this time, Bluepaw was jittering with excitement. She would finally be a part of a clan.
As Lilystar called over her shoulder, the pair followed at a prancing gait. Bluepaw called cheerfully,
O no, ma'am, water don't bother us.

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[Shadow Spirit]

OOC: Post in the most recent main camp thread now.