Greetings

[Nightclaw]

(Hey, Safina. It's Kayleigh. New account. Um, coming to join Hailclan. If you want more of an explanation, see my 'Sayonara' thread in Stormclan territory.)

A black cat slides in like a shadow, his paws hardly making a sound on the fallen pine needles. A low purr of a laugh escapes his lips, and then he calls out in a baritone rumble, slippery like silk, "I've heard there are cats that live here. Is it true, or am I mistaken?" He lowers himself to the ground, curling the tip of his tail around his hind legs, and reaching up to his face with one forepaw. He drags his sandpaper tongue over the pads, picking out minuscule bits of dirt and dust. Satisfied, he sets the paw back down, all without making the smallest whisper of a sound.

[Blazestar]

(Wow, back already? Don't leave, then. We all know Hailclan rocks. XD) *She was hunting when she sees the young cat. She grunts to herself. A rogue. She slides out, her flaming tail whippingthe air. Her green eyes glinting distrustfully.* You. You are in clan territory. *She stays suspicious.* Do you need anything?

[Frostflower]

Frostfllower had been hunting when she saw the leaders pelt flash through the trees "hey blazestar what are y-" she cut herself off as she saw the rogue, "Who are you?" she mewed suspiciously, cocking her hear to one side and surveying the stranger

[Snowfall]

*Walks up to them, curiosity sparking in her eyes* oh, who is this? *Tries to pass Frostflower and stand beside Blazestar* //So much for my walk.//

[Nightclaw]

He chuckles under his breath. "They call me Night. Or, they did, at least. Until the…" He hesitates for a moment, searching for the right word to describe what had happened to his Pack. "Accident." Night's yellow eyes cloud momentarily with grief, mentally reliving the Fateful Day. He shakes his head sharply, as if dislodging the cobwebs of the memory from his mind. "I heard of the Clans of the Forest from the Old Ones, but I though they were merely a myth, stories of legend told to kits. Now I know you are real. I come to you with one simple request-- to allow me to become part of the Clan. I do not require much in the way of luxury, only a space to sleep at night, and meat to nourish myself by. I will work hard; I will earn my keep."

[Blazestar]

*She watched his every movement and flicked her tail, a flaming rod of fire. Even more importantly, it was a signal to the warriors. Get out, this one I will speak to alone. She didn't trust rogues. Especially ones that just happen to end up in her territor looking clean and fresh. Even more because of Deathclan.*
You can hunt.
*Her words are steely and filled with ice. She wanted to be able to trust this cat. In fact, she was curious. She highly doubted he could make up a decent story, or just a true one.*
Who taught you? What happened to that cat?

[Nightclaw]

He laughs again, a deep rumble in the back of his throat. "You don't trust me. I respect that. As for my Tutor, it was my mother. She taught me everything I know. She was part of the Accident. They took her away, along with the rest of my Pack." He closes his eyes for a heart-beat, hearing his mother's screams of rage, fear, and pain as the Up Walker shoved her roughly into a cage, his bare, fleshy hands oozing blood. 'I'll be back for you!' he had cried, before turning tail and fleeing, running from his trapped Pack. That was the last time he had seen any of them.

[Snowfall]

*Sorrow fills her as she turns away, obeying her leader's demand* //Poor cat. Lost his whole family. I'm so happy to have kits. But their father....He's gone....// *Walks away with Frostflower*

[Nightclaw]

"I miss them more with every breath I take." he says, his rumbling voice catching slightly, his eyes growing misty. "I couldn't bare to live alone. That's why I came to find the Clans." Night watches Snowfall walk away, horrible reminded with a heart-wrenching pang of his Second-in-Command, a snowy white she-cat called Sugar. She was one of the last to be captured.

[Blazestar]

She watched him carefully. A rogue. She would let him stay. The story didn't budge her. All it did was tell her the truth. She grunted and said again.
"You should know all about the clans. Our enemy. They are rogues, like you. Do you understand? though young, you will be given a mentor. You will fight for us. You will hunt for us. We will provide for you. You will be expected to follow our code. A law that you have never seen. You will be expected to believe in our ancestors, and become our family. Starclan. These are all hard things. Things that are important."

[Nightclaw]

He chuckles again, jolted out of his thoughts. "Rouge, am I? No, we were more of a family. Not all blood relatives, but close enough to be. I guess you could call us Loners, if you had to label the Pack. I agree to your terms, Blazestar, is it? But if you don't mind, I've traveled a long way. A quick rest would be much appreciated." The black tom blinks slowly at the flame-colored she-cat, his gaze intense, yet mellow, almost mocking.

[Blazestar]

She already didn't like his personality. Her eyes narrowed. She said very slowly. "Very well, I will show you the camp. But remember, we are like your new family. It's not something to take lightly. We hunt and live for each other, our clan. It will be nice for a new member." She turned around and waved her tail to follow her.

[Nightclaw]

He stands and arches his back in a stretch, his jaws cracking wide open in a yawn as he does so. Without a sound, he follows the she-cat.

[Blazestar]

(I make a post!)

[Nightclaw]

(I saw…)