Clever like a... Warfox!

[Onyxdart]

:Everything goes...

A cat paused inside the borders of Stoneclan, waiting until he was inevitably found. Not for the first... or fifth, or even tenth time, he ran over this plan in his head. To get accepted... show his worth. Make a new life. Yes.

And if they didn't accept him in this clan, then to Treeclan- failing that, Mistclan, and failing that, he would live as a Rogue for a time, before perhaps trying again to get a clan to take him. But for the time, wait for this Clan's leader. And prove his worth. He had a plan... several plans. But were they enough?

The young orange and white tom scanned the area around with green-gold eyes. It should not be long, he thought, before someone found him.

...according to plan:

((Watch me try to get all fancy with my posting.))

[Featherstar]

Featherstar gazed across StoneClan territory as the wind slightly ruffled her brown fur. Her emerald eyes locked on something in the distance. A cat. Just sitting there waiting, it seemed, to be found. She trotted over to the stranger, her head held high, her tail relaxed. While she was confident, she didn't want to seem arrogant to this newcomer. When she was a few tail lengths from the tom she asked, Who are you and what is your purpose on StoneClan territory?


//Woo-Hoo! Another awesome kitty, part of one of Umber's magnificent plots, has come to StoneClan!

[Onyxdart]

No, indeed, he hadn't had to wait long. He liked it when his predictions ran true.

He nodded his head in a respectful greeting to the clan leader.
"Warfox. My purpose is to be a part of your clan," he said, utterly self assured, and blatantly honest, though not rude. Only he heard 'If you'll have me' tagged on the end of that statement, because he didn't say it out loud.

An awkward smile flitted across his face, only betraying his nervousness for a split second.

"I can fight. And plan," he added.

[Featherstar]

Really? Featherstar asked, interested. She had smiled when he answered her question so blatantly. Most cats might have given a long-drawn out answer, but this tom it seemed was quite honest. And he also seemed to be very militaristic. By the way he was sitting, and his speech, Featherstar could tell he was a very diciplined cat. That's good, she thought, pleased,it means that he won't have to be taught dicipline. Those are good qualities, she commented, but would you be willing to fight and give up everything, even your life, for your Clanmates? Her voice was very serious. No matter how diciplined he was, Warfox could never be a Clan cat if he wasn't willing to abide by the rules of the Warrior Code.

[Onyxdart]

Warfox didn't even have to think long before answering Featherstar- unusual, because he generally thought about things long and hard before making decisions. But this was different. He'd planned this meticulously and not lightly. If there was one thing Warfox never did, it was making plans lightly. He knew what being in a clan was about, and he'd known his answer long before the female had asked the question, he'd simply been waiting.

"I would gladly do this for my clan," he answered, his voice as serious as the leader's.

[Featherstar]

The brown she-cat smiled warmly, Well, in that case Warfox, I will gladly welcome you as a warrior of StoneClan. I hope you work your hardest to serve your new Clan. Featherstar turned and began to pad toward the rock maze, some ways off. If you'll follow me, I'll take you to camp.

[Onyxdart]

Warfox smiled slightly. He had a clan now. And if anything was going to happen to it, it'd be over his dead body. Because Warfox is a loyal cat- loyal almost to a fault.

He smiled slightly as he followed after Featherstar, his happiness reflected only in that slight smile and his slightly more relaxed- though no less alert- bearing.

((My poor brain. These two posts today are nowhere near as good as my others for him. Bah.))

{So then, to main camp with him? I assume, anyway.}