The Arrival of Mudpelt

[redhawk]

The thickly-built form of a young calico she-cat slunk through the unfamiliar territory, carefully treading around or over the leaf-litter and ground with a cautious ease. Her silky-furred tail, although low to the ground, was batting gently back and forth in anticipation. Mudpelt had smelled the boundaries, and she had crossed them.

Crossed boundaries. For the first time in her short life, the young cat had crossed boundaries. Boundaries were things her rogue mother had always avoided for her kits' and her own safety, but Mudpelt... she had always wanted a home. A place where she could feel safe, and could hold fast to a sense of belonging... and homes were just what lingered, just out of sight, inside boundaries. She had not only crossed boundaries, she had entered a home.

Everything was overwhelming, yet so simple. Mudpelt was endlessly anxious, worried that she might be attacked by the Clan-cats for being a rogue. And then she was worried that, even if she was accepted, she would be treated as an outcast. Outcast... but wasn't that what she was already? An outcast? A rogue? Not belonging to a Clan? She was taught of StarClan, yes, and even of the Tribe of Endless Hunting, but both had seemed so distant, alien, as if they found her either insignificant or unfamiliar, even though she firmly believed in them. Her father had been a warrior of one of the Clans - her mother wasn't sure which - and she fully intended to become one too.

Mudpelt paused. The scent of unfamiliar cats had intensified strongly. She was here, in MistClan territory, awaiting the leader...

[Whisperstar]

Whisperstar looked up from the puddle in which she was drinking. Her small chin dripped water as she looked up and scented the air, smelling another cat. She was always excited and careful when she smelt cats crossing her border. More cats always meant more Warriors, more Apprentices, and more families. She needed her Clan to be strong, especially in this time. She had heard of dreadful comings from DuskClan, and the stress level was high.

She eventually maed her way to the borders and saw the newcomer. The Clan Leaders' eyes looked over her before she trotted toward the other, her tail high in the air in a non aggressive greeting

"Hello there, wanderer. You have passed the borders of MistClan territory. Is there something I can do?"

[redhawk]

Mudpelt, somewhat crouched, bowed her head respectfully, speaking in a quiet, humble voice.

"MistClan leader, I am a loner, and I have travelled from the land of the twolegs to your territory to... to ask if I may have the honor of being accepted into your Clan."

The calico was a bit nervous. She had no idea of the customs and courtesies of the Clan-cats, and was worried she might have said or done something to offend them somehow. Praying she had not messed up badly, she hesitantly peered at the unfamiliar Clan-leader to get an idea of what she looked like, her smells, what identified her as her.

[Whisperstar]

Whisperstar smiled in slight reassurance of the other cat. She understood her nervousness clearly, and she could smell the slight fear-scent but anticipation on the others pelt. She flicked her tail and nodded her head, her green eyes scanning the territory around before settling on the calico before her.

"Please, call me Whisperstar," She purred. "And I would be delighted to accept you into my Clan. You would be a great asset to MistClan in many ways. Would you be interested in the place of a Warrior; to be loyal to the Clan, hunt and fight for and with us?"

[redhawk]

Mudpelt was nearly trembling with excitement, and her pelt lit up, sparking with joy.

"Whisperstar, I swear to be loyal to MistClan at the cost of my own life," she said in a breathtaken, near-whispering voice.

((Sorry for making you wait so long, and then posting something crappy. I'm not feeling my best at the moment.))

[Whisperstar]

((OOC: Aww dont worry about it n.n Ive been busy too ^^))

Whisperstar purred in her throat at the other cat, and nodded as she began stepping northward, always toward her home. The roar of the waterfall could be heard in the distance, and she could already feel the water soaking into her thin fur.

"Then that is that. The Camp resides over these hills and a deep pool. It is in a cave hidden behind a waterfall,"

She smiled and began walking off toward the Camp; toward the sound and toward the North.

"If you will follow me there, I will introduce you to the other Clan cats we have. They are waiting in the Main Camp."

((When your done with the post, you cna go to "Coming Together" and meet everyone there n.n))

[redhawk]

((Alrighty, just adding this last reply and then I'll head on over. ))

Mudpelt could hardly contain her excitement any longer, releasing a fraction of it in a brilliant, glowing smile. Standing up to her fullest height once more, the calico padded slowly after her new Clan-leader, towards the waterfall and the Camp it concealed.

The home it hid. The family inside.

The family... that Mudpelt was a part of. A family, a Clan, that she was a part of!

The she-cat was near light-headedness with the surreality of the situation. Never had she really expected to become a part of a Clan, and yet... here she was, just a few minutes after entering the territory, with a home, a Clan, and part of a family.