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I was seven when I last played soccer, and I know that those shin-guards didn't hurt as much as these do.
Greengangster: You will see.
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The other she-cat was all black except for a few white tufts on her ears. Her ice blue eyes were curious with a lonely pull to them. Her long thick fur made it hard to tell, but she appeared to be neither fat nor thin. She also seemed to be older than Scaide, but still fairly young.
At first, she and Shira just stared at each other, until the others caught up. Atrun and Sydraz unsheathed their claws, while Langen and Azenek looked tense, but friendly Shira sat down, and smiled.
"Hi."
The stranger looked relieved.
"Hi." She answered.
"My name's Shira," the white she-cat decided to try introductions.
The black one stared at her welcomer. Just from her relaxation with meeting me, she can't have been a warrior very long, and now she gives me her name? Definately a novice.
Sydraz interupted her thoughts.
"Who are you?" he snarled.
"Just a traveler with no clowder to call home," the black cat replied airily.
"You can join our clowder," Shira suggested. Azenek opened his mouth to protest, but closed it, wondering.
"Get out! We don't want you here!" Sydraz spat.
"Cut it out!" Atrun retorted. "There's one of her and five of us."
The huge bicolor rounded on the gold tabby, but Atrun held his ground. The quiet warrior Langen decided that now was the best time to interfere.
"If she wants to join either clowder, she should come back with us, and see what Merra or Oneric thinks."
"Even Sydraz saw sense in that. "Fine," he grunted. "But she's not joining ours if I have anything to say about it."
No cat felt like arguing.
"What's your name? You never told me," Shira requested of her new friend.
"Willo," the other she-cat answered. "I spent most of my life near a willow tree, so that's my name."
Shira froze. "Mouse," she whispered.
Willo nodded, and crouched down. The black she-cat crept through the dead leaves, then sprang. She looked up with a mouse in her jaws. Shira purred.
"I just gotta catch something, then we can go back to camp and see if you can join our clowder."
"But that other cat said I couldn't join," the confused she-cat protested.
"Me and him are in two different clowders," Shira purred. "We're travelling, so we were going to stay with them until all our kits are old enough. He just said you couldn't join his, he said nothing about mine."
Willo nodded, and followed her new friend through the forest until Shira managed to catch an old ground squirrel.
Then the two she-cats padded back to the double-camp. Shira located Merra and requested for her friend to join while Willo listened, holding her breathe.
The big gray she-cat nodded. "This isn't the best time for members, but every cat deserves a clowder to call his or her own."
Afterwords, Willo was led through camp, and introduced to her new clowder-mates. By the end of the day, she was friends with not only Shira, but Scaide, Kaymi, Sokrin and Tilynka.
 Lupine Pyrefly · Thu Sep 15, 2005 @ 02:23am · 1 Comments |
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