Deep into a pool of regret...

[Lucky]

A quiet cat sat in the shadows, eyes alert, looking for someone in particular. After a while, a thin head bent sadly and ears drooped, and she angrily mumbled something under her breath...possibly Kestrel.

[Kestrel]

|ooc| This is just a copy of the BoneClan post, except the names have been changed...

You'll never ^take _me alive

Kestrel appeared almost as if by magic, her tail whisking behind her, her feathery gray and white fur ruffling in the wind.

Her mismatched eyes were bright flares of some inherent intensity, but she was not hostile.

Not yet.

She opened her mouth and called down her standard line: "Hello! What business have you here?"

^I'm alive

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[Sharpfang .|. Felony]

ooc| Indeed, she can't be in two places at once. Sorry, but it's in the rules. Only leaders accepting members may break that rule.

[Lucky]

Ooc: I know that Kestrel. I'm braking no rule Sharpfang. I'm not two places at once. I deleted the other post for Bete. Please don't jump to conclusions.

Bete was still looking down at her paws and began to shuffle them uneasily. She mumbled something about what she should stay and called herself stupid, then spoke, "I'd like to join RisingClan," she sighed.

[Kestrel]

You'll never ^take _me alive

Kestrel's keen gaze swept the unfamilliar cat from paws to ears, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

"Why?" she said sharply. This cat's future hung on their answer.

Kestrel was particularly wary today for unknown reasons, and a part of this cat may or may not have made her uneasy...

^I'm alive

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[Lucky]

Bete stopped shuffling her paws. The she-cat's tone of voice made her realize just how important this was. The siamese stood to face her, and spoke boldy, "Because I am a good hunted and a good fighter, and I believe to be in a Clan that I deserve and deserves me, and I believe this is it! Trust me ma'am, if you except me into your loyal Clan, you won't be sorry." The she-cat shifted her eyes, slighty embarrased and felt that she was being watched by eyes who were not there. Her bold streak over, Bete sat down, and looked at her paws.

[Kestrel]

You'll never ^take _me alive

Kestrel was generally a calm and fair cat; every now and then, however, she dropped into a wary, suspicious mood. Perhaps something of her past had attributed to this.

Either way, this cat rubbed her the wrong way. It could be nothing; when Kestrel was in her present state, she tended to be a little too cautious and sharp, and she knew it.

But to humor her suspicious side, she meowed, "There is more to RisingClan than strength, cat."
But she forced a cooler tone in her voice, and allowed her fur to fall flat.

^I'm alive

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[Lucky]

Bete nodded. "I know that ma'am," she stated sadly, her chances of getting in quickly dwindling. "One vital thing that keeps a Clan together is loyalty, and I can assure you, I am loyal..." Her paws started to twitch, as her claws uneasily sheathed and unsheathed. If this cat wanted to harm her or chase her out, she had to be ready to defend herself...

[Kestrel]

You'll never ^take _me alive

This cat obviously knew nothing at all about Kestrel; just because she questioned the newcomer did not mean she was refusing her admittance, and she would never attack a cat for such petty reasons; she was no BoneClanner.

Kestrel reguarded the cat cooly, then sighed. She would give this cat the benefit of the doubt, as she knew she should.
"Welcome to RisingClan, cat," she meowed resignedly.

^I'm alive

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[Lucky]

Bete's face brightened. No mumbling took place this time. "Really!?" she asked, then, mumbling about how stupid a question that was, she spoke again, "Oh thank you Mizz Kestrel!" she cried, "You can trust me! You won't be sorry!" With that, the happy siamese ran towards RisingClan.