The end of his travels

[Goldenblaze]

Rustpaw slid down a steep hill, his tail swishing brightly over his back. The young cat leaped over a stone, and he paused to pick it up. He eyed it brightly, then continued on his way, the stone gleaming in his mouth. He paused as he scented a cat. His ears quirked forward. He'd not scented another cat in weeks, nor seen one in an even longer time. He let the rock drop from his mouth and roll away, bumping lightly into his hind leg. He stared transfixed beyond the Mistclan boundaries, his kit fur shivering.

He looked behind him. The cats would probably be on patrol sometime. They'd catch his scent and track him down, assuming he was spying. He was always one to assume the worst case scanario. So, fearfully, he sat down, looking around, waiting for the worst

[Whisperstar]

The cream furred Clan Leader peered down at the other cat, her whiskers twitching in curiosity as she watched it play around with the stone. She herself jumped down fluidly off a different rock and crossed over the lush grass toward the imposing cat, her tail flicking behind her in the air.

"You have tread upon MistClan territory," She meowed as she came within hearing distance of the other.

"What's your business for coming here?"

She didn't say it crudely, for she noticed the tension in the other. But she tried to keep him calm as she examined him.

[Goldenblaze]

The poor young cat's eyes grew wide as the other cat strode over to him. He lowered himself to make himself look smaller. When she spoke to him, he was on his feet in a flurry of fur and claws. He landed on four paws, a good his size tail length away. He wouldn't dare attack her. I didn't mean to!! He wailed, expecting the worse from this 'opposing' cat. He shrunk down again, looking at her behind huge sage eyes.

I didn't mean to tread upon Mistclan territory. I was just playing around.. He said truthfully. The customs were different in the clan he'd come from. He didn't know it was a threat to cross boundaries; merely disrespectful. He flicked his tail in an apologetic manner. Minus the fact he crouched low, his fur was fuzzed up in such away there was no difference. And the fear in his eyes were honest.

[Whisperstar]

The Clan Leader examined the other cats face and eyes, and noticed the fear and truthfulness in them. She chuckled a bit and purred, trying to calm him down as she flicked her tail.

"It's alright, don't be alarmed. Many cats cross the MistClan borders, and only if you mean ill will would I not permit you to go any further."

Her ears perked slightly, her fluid voice trying to calm the other.

"So, if you want to continue on your way, you may do so. But if you're looking for a place to stay, perhaps you will consider MistClan."

[Goldenblaze]

Rustpaw looked at her eagerly, ears flicking forward. He still trembled when he got to his feet, looking up at her. He smoothed down his fur. He'd never mean any harm; he could hardly stand up to this Clan Leader. He gave a small and shy smile, looing up at her eagerly. A clan didn't sound so bad, now. The leader appeared friendly. With a shudder he remembered his last Leader, and his cruel way of leadership, and how he pushed young Rustpaw (named Rustkit at the time) around. He shuddered. But maybe clan life would be different here? Afterall, it was several miles from his last clan; the customs were sure to be different here! He smiled to the cat once more. Sure! Why not?

[Whisperstar]

Whisperstar waited with a slight curious gaze at the other, then smiled and nodded her head at his final decision. He looked a bit young to be a Warrior to her, and she flicked her tailtip back and forth as she got up to start heading North slowly as the MistClan Camp tugged at her like a river current.

"So what's your name, young one?"

[Goldenblaze]

The young cat grinned and pounced after her, his tail held high as he found her one to trust; one to be friendly. He looked up at her as he caught pace with her, running to keep up with her steady strides. M'name's Rustpaw! 'N i'm going to be a fierce warrior someday. He paused to bare his tiny but sharp teeth at an invisible enemy, shaking his flanks in the air about to pounce. He broke his stance and ran after her once more. What's your name? He asked. He wasn't aware it was rather rude to ask such a question to one of such high rank, but he didn't seem to notice his mistake as he looked back up at her with eager to please eyes.

[Whisperstar]

Whisperstars tail twitched in amusement as she watched the young apprentice. He was sure going to be a pawful, and she was immediately trying to think of a Warrior that could mentor him. One had recently asked, but they seemed to have more kits and apprentices than there was Warriors. That wasn't something Whisperstar could fix, though.

"I am Whisperstar. And it's nice to meet you Rustpaw."

She smiled and perked her ears, trotting the way MistClan Camp resided.

"If you come along with me, I will show you the MistClan Camp, and all the other cats too."

[Goldenblaze]

He looked up brightly at the Clan Leader, tail held high above him. Whisperstar? I like that name! He mewed, bounding ahead after a mouse brightly. Mistclan.. Mmk! C'mon! He said with a laugh, flanking Whisperstar with a determined gait.

{To Main Camp}