.In Awe.

[rayheart]

Stabbing the sky were several jagged blades of stone, surrounding the Camp of StoneClan. All he could be was stare at them. The were huge.

Lostpaw, the one without memories, stood within the first few pawlengths of the Camp entrance, staring up at the towering edges of rock. He had just come with Featherstar, she had to be but a few tail lengths behind him. Seeing the entrace, he had run eagerly infront of her to catch his first glimpse of his home.

It was amazing. Stone towers surrounded this place like a fortress, with smooth stone worn down by generations of paws underneath his own. Still, the kit stared on with his sapphire eyes dazzling in awe. His tail twitched as his heart pounded lightly from the dash. He let his mouth hang open, a ghost of a smile hovering around it.

"Home."

[Featherstar]

Featherstar quietly padded up behind the kit and sat down. Do you like it? she asked. She could tell he did but wanted to hear the words out of the losts kits own mouth. When some of the other cats get back from a mission I've sent them on I'll introduce you. You like them. They're all very nice. Plus, you'll have some apprentices your age to play with.

[rayheart]

"I... Like... It." He managed after obvious struggle.

He wanted to tell Featherstar that he actually loved it, loved it and though it was the greatest place in the world. He wanted to say he thought she was the greatest cat in the world. But all of this was completely out of the question. There was no way he'd say that much. He wanted to, but something held him back from going on like excited kits do.

He listened intently when she talked of other cats and about how nice they were. His ghostly smile actually hardened into a small smirk, allowing this miniscule hint of happiness slip for once. This was like a dream to him. Everything before this was miserable and lonesome, completely lost to the hidden depths of his mind. Now... Now he was home. He had a family, people to care about him.

When Featherstar mentioned apprentices his own age, Lostpaw's head switched around, blue eyes hopeful. His ears were perked forward than thought possible, whiskers pushed forward in interest. After a moment of consideration, he decided to say something.

"...Friends?"

[Bovine]

Brindlepaw walked into the main camp, happy to be home after the long trek. Her stomach rumbled a bit, she hadn't eaten since the night before....her paws subconciously carried her to the fresh kill pile. She picked a fat rock dove, carrying it to a place near her crevice hiding spot, flopping onto the smooth rock and digging in. She had noticed as she was walking from the fresh-kill pile that there was another new apprentice in the clan. Brindlepaw always liked to welcome new StoneClanners, but she was feircely hungry....she would also wait for the rest of the patrol to come in.

A new apprentice....could this mean a new friend? She couldn't keep her mind off of training most of the time, but what apprentice wasn't excited at the prospect of new friends?

[Loveless]

“Ugh.”

Loveless was so tired after all that he couldn’t even make a coherent comment, nor did he even thing about food. The young black and white tom walked into camp with his head low, still thinking about the information that the Treeclan deputy had given them.

A rogue clan? A clan of murderers and killers? It was news to be concerned with, indeed.

[Pinedark]

Pinepaw followed her mentor into the camp; her eyes drooped and her paws were heavy, but she didn't ask to take a nap. Rolling back her shoulders, she brushed against Loveless. She hoped she could comfort him; his worried eyes troubled her... But she did not know what she could do.

Looking around, she saw an unfamiliar kit in the camp. Padding over to Brindlepaw (with a quick look over her shoulder at Loveless) she asked, "Shall we say hello?"

//*has not been posting for weeks* *is rusty*

[Bovine]

Brindlepaw licked her lips clean before she answered, I guess now would be a good time. She said, heaving herslef to her paws, everyone was tired, but she didnt want the new kit to think StoneClanners were all tired and lazy, so she put a hop in her step.

[Blindsong]

Moving to settle next to the snow white she-cat named Chainless; Stoneclan's new medicine cat, Blindsong pricked her ears delicately forward, listening ot all the cats and committing their voices to her memory. Hopefully, here soon she would have names to go along with the voices she heard.

The calico pelt of the pregnant she-cat, rippled from a prevailing breeze, and she shivered slightly from a sudden cold. How she missed her mate, but she had followed his dying request. his kits would be born into this clan, become true and loyal warriors.

[Loveless]

Loveless buried his nose into Pinepaw’s fur, taking comfort in her scent before she padded to join her fellow apprentice. God, how he was fond of that little she-cat. Perhaps more than was proper, but he felt that was something to confront at a later time.

He yawned; sitting down before eh collapsed, and watched the going-on of the apprentices.

[Featherstar]

Featherstar padded over to Loveless and spoke, Loveless, I think you need to speak with our new medicine cat, Chainless. She says that she is your sister and needs to speak with you. she is sitting next to Blindsong. I thought you should know. Featherstar then went over to get a small mouse from the fresh kill pile, because she hadn't added anything to the pile that day. I have been quite busy, she realized.

[Chainless]

Chainless gave the calico she-cat a customary sniff, but was unaffected by her presence as she watched the returning cats. Watched her exhausted brother, and his rather fond nuzzle with the younger fela. A mate? No, she was too young. But she was apparently someone very dear to him, or else the mysterious white wraith was not reading his actions right.

When Featherstar walked over to him, speaking of her, twin pools reflected the surprise in her brother’s eyes when eh looked at her.

“Hello dear little brother. We meet again. Walk with me, there is something I’ve found need to tell you.”

Chainless rose to her paws, and she and Loveless padded out of camp in order to talk alone.

[But you all don’t get to know what Chainless says – it’s imperative for a future plot!]

[Featherstar]

AWWWW! Do I get to know a little? *Looks sad* -don't feel obliged, I can wait, I think.-

[Shadow Spirit]

Dragonpelt padded slowly into the camp with Snowstripe close by him. His feet throbbed terribly, more than tired from their long trek. He looked to the fresh kill pile and decided it would be good to have a quick morsel before he went to rest in the warrior's den. He gestured to Snowstripe for her to come over to him and then lowered his voice.

"Do you think we shoud let them know now...or just go about life and let them figure it out for themselves...?" he asked her, a little nervously.

OOC: He is asking her in reference to the thing we played off boards k? ^^;

[Snowstar]

She padded towards the food stock, eyes weary and tail flicking. She trailed around Dragonpelt, not to avoid him but simply get at a tasty looking ptarmigan. She picked him up, but from the corner of her eye saw the tom needed her attention. She nodded in response to him, and replied even with her mouth full with a 'Aiye come wiff'.

[rayheart]

Amazed with the sudden bustling environment, Lostpaw shrunk back to one of the steep sides of the stone. Featherstar had run off to her duties, but somehow forgotten about him. He was unused to all of these new scents and sights and it was starting to overwhelm him. His blue eyes were wide with confusion, accenting his crumpled appearence. He retracted himself against the wall, watching everything that was going on.

Lostpaw then noticed that they all nearly ignored him, which gave him a sort of confidence. He looked on in fascination now as he saw that everyone seemed to know each other and worked together like a community, fond of each other like a family...Family...

Now he had a family. These cats were his family. Two apprentices seemed to be conversing about him and watched timidly as they walked over towards him. He didn't make a move to say anything as was usual.

[Shadow Spirit]

Dragonpelt chose a magpie from the pile and followed the she-cat.

OOC: Short until I know what the heck we're doing XD

[Blindsong]

Blindsong sat a distance away from the others, still listening. She fear to move much - not wanting to look like a fool by gettign lost in the unfamiliar camp. She turned, blind green hues narrowed in consideration, and she licked her side a few times, her tongue following the curve of her heavily pregnant stomach.

[Snowstar]

She set her fresh-kill down, trying to think of who to tell. She practically wanted to tell everyone! At once.. But there was no way to do that unless.. She could tell Featherstar, but that would be reduntant information. Snowstripe didn't know if she was allowed to do this, for it was normally the leader who made the announcements on the rock. She took an unsteady step forward, then another, and another until each pawstep melted gracefully into eachother, and she leapt gently and softly upon the edge. She looked down at the Stoneclan cats, tail swishing. I.. Um.. Have an announcement to make. It was suddenly she realized how foolish she was being, and she couldn't help but feel a bit self concious now. Dragonpelt and I; we're mates now. She said awkwardly, raising a brow and hoping Featherstar didn't strip her of her rank for that! She hopped down, tail swishing, looking a bit flustered.

[Blindsong]

Ears swiveled, and the blind she-cat pinpointed the owner of the announcement before she called out.

“Congratulations!”

She hoped the other would not find it a bit odd for a stranger to congratulate her, but she felt quite lonely right now.

[Shadow Spirit]

Dragonpelt's fur felt very hot under his skin as she announced their news to the whole clan. That wasn't exactly what he'd had in mind, but it was clearly to late to change it now. He nudged her chhek as she padded back over to him and gave her a slightly sheepish look.

"Well, they certainly won't be guessing now!" he said, trying to stifle a chuckle rising in his throat. Noticing that the new cat had congratulated them, he turned to her. "What might your name be?" he asked.

OOC: Well they haven't "mated" yet, but that may come soon depending on what Cinder wants to do. XD But I guess if she agrees you're welcome to play one of the kits ^^