A New Home For HoneyPool

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This is just an
introduction thing for my cat that's been accepted into Whisper Clan. Find out
more about her here: HoneyPool Character Application.



HoneyPool had woken to the sound of gurgling
and high pitched shrieks. Her ears pricked up and her golden orb like eyes grew
bigger in the dark. She waited with held breath. The thuds of soft, flabby feet
on wooden floor grew closer. She silently prayed. Then suddenly, her gloomy
sanctuary was flooded with light and cold air. Staring in with a broad,
toothless grin was the tiny two-leg. HoneyPool scrunched herself up against the
back of the cupboard, bristling her tail and flattening her ears flush against
her head. but, as normal, the dribbling creature outstretched its mushy arm and
clamped its paw round her front right leg. With protest, it dragged her from
her safety. Desperately, she tried to claw her way free but the tiny two-leg held
her in an iron grip. She screech at it, the pressure now hurting her fragile
paw. but it was useless. The more she struggled the tighter the grip became. In
a whirl of anger, pain and fear, HoneyPool twisted her body round and sunk her
sharp teeth into the tiny two-leg’s arm. She crunched down with all her
strength. Immediately, a roaring sound emitted from the two-leg’s small body.
It wailed and screamed, thumping its legs and unwounded arm around. A bellowing
sound from its parents echoed through the house. HoneyPool, aware of the
tremendous trouble she’d be in for biting the tiny two-leg, took off at a
sprint. Her paw ached but she didn’t dare stop. She skulked back out of view as
a female two-leg strode past and down into the room where the tiny two-leg
still sat crying. Then she darted down the stairs to the cellar.<o:p></o:p>

“Look what that
horrible creature has done!” She heard the female two-leg bellow. “That blasted
cat has done nothing but cause trouble. And I’m sorry Mick, but this is the
last straw! I want that animal gone!” <o:p></o:p>

HoneyPool slinked
deeper into the cellar. Yeah, that’s right. Blame the cat. You can’t see
anything wrong in that foul, evil, disgusting, sloppy, spoilt little slimeball,
she thought. <o:p></o:p>

The cellar was colder
than normal and a fresh scent hung in the air. She was intrigued. The cellar
never smelt this good. Investigating around, she saw nothing different. Until
she came to the small letterbox window set high up in the wall. The glass panes
had been smashed. This was her chance. She began to climb the mountain of junk,
inching her way towards freedom. <o:p></o:p>

“Honey. Honey. Here
puss puss. Are you down here?” came the male two-leg’s voice. HoneyPool froze
and looked round. He stopped one stair from the bottom when he saw her. <o:p></o:p>

“Alright. Take it easy
girl. It’s ok. You’re ok. Just stay,” he began to sooth her. Slowly, he took
the last step down. She knew she couldn’t wait. This might be her only chance
to see the outside world, to see the forest she so longed to explore. Swiftly
she jumped the last meter and pulled herself through the tiny gap.<o:p></o:p>

She heard the male
two-leg shout, felt the wind as he leapt forward to catch her. “No! Honey!
Honey! Come back! It’s alright! Sarah, the cat’s out!”<o:p></o:p>

but HoneyPool was
already running, putting as much distance between her and the house as she
could. She soon reached the wooden fence that separated the two-leg’s world
from the forest. She could hear a frenzy of activity behind her. She jumped and
grappled her way over the fence, to more shouts and cursing from her pursuer.<o:p></o:p>

That was it. She was
free. Heading into the dark forest she’d only ever dreamt of exploring. <o:p></o:p>

Finally she found herself
deep within the forest. The shouting has stopped metres back but only now did
she feel it safe to rest. A wave of exhilaration came over her. She was free at
last! Away from the house she’d never been allowed to leave. Away from the tiny
two-leg who hurt her so. She smiled. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling.
Looking up into the wind blown trees she said out loud “I will never go back.
No matter how desperate I get. No matter how cold or hungry or tired I may be.
I will never go back! I will go only forward. I will find a place where I can
live. I will be happy and positive no matter the fortune that falls on me. I
will live my life in peace, be thankful for the simplest of things. I will be grateful
for the sun on my back and the wind through my coat. And I will be free, in
body and soul.”       <o:p></o:p>

For the next three
days and nights, she mingled her way through the maze of trees and bushes.
There were so many scents and sounds to take in. but it was becoming clear how
ill prepared she was for surviving on her own. When her stomach grumbled, a
failed hunting trip left her hungry. The cold chill of night kept her from
resting and left her body stiff in the morning. Soon she was tired, from fatigue
and hungry. Only her determination kept her stumbling along. The finally, she
came to a clearing.<o:p></o:p>

Before her was a
field, with many cats going about their day to day business. HoneyPool hovered
at the edge of the huge open field, entranced by the sight before her. Her eyes
were wide with excitement and longing. A longing for a home where she had no
reason to hide. Where she was free to come and go, to be herself. Yes, this
place felt right. but amongst the flurry of emotions, a worrying thought crept
into her mind. She had no idea who these cats were. What if they didn't want
her to stay? What if they chased her out the forest and back to where her awful
two-legs were waiting? She'd taken for granted that they would be welcoming but
there was no grantee. She remembered back to the time an old tom had sat
outside her window. He had been so vile, taunting and jeering at her. She was
glad there was glass between her and the outside world that day. She was sure
the old tom would have attacked her had he been able to. The memory of the old
tom brought another query to her mind. She had never really spoken to another
cat before. She'd been taken from her mother and litter mates at the young age
of a moon and a half old, and she had never had the chance to speak to other
cats with the two-legs. What would she say? What should she say? Embarrassment
wiped over her and the clammy grasp of doubt and fear churned her empty
stomach.<o:p></o:p>

“I will not go back,”
she reminded herself, gathering as much confidence in her small body as she
could. With a deep breath, she forced herself forward into the midst of the
other cats. . .   <o:p></o:p>

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OOC: Such a great post! I really enjoyed reading it. Sorry that mine will be much shorter then that.

IC:

Lionpaw had quietly been chatting with his friends but he sensed something was off. "Do you smell that?" It was a weird smell, a cat smell, a non-Whisperclan cat smell. Nobody replied, they were too busy talking about adventures from last night and swims taken before Leaffall came upon the clans. Lionpaw didn't care if nobody else was curious. He wanted to find that smell.

Lionpaw padded around the clan, greeting his few friends as he passed and then moving on to find the smell once more. He looked around, many cats were unfamiliar, but that wasn't unusual. He passed by many cats with his mouth open, carefully trying to pick up the scent that had flowed through his nose moments ago. He realized the scent was getting weaker and turned back around. He then spotted her. The awkward she-cat that didn't seem to belong. He padded over and circled around her for a moment, she was an outsider. She was a trespasser. "So YOU are the smell I'm smelling?" He figured she might be a rouge. "Who are you and why are you here?" He hissed lightly at her. It was unlike Lionpaw to be so mean to any cat, but he didn't know her. She might have been about to attack.

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OOC: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it. It was only long to try and explain some of her background and how she came to be in the forest - most of my posts are your length lol. You're post was really good too.

IC: She wasn't sure what she was looking for, slowly walking toward the other cats. She was dazed, desperately trying to sort through the puzzles and questions that clogged up her mind. She felt so many emotions that her brain had become numb. She'd become so distracted by her troubles she had not even noticed the tom approach. His voice snapped her quickly back into reality.
She jerked as she focused on LionPaw .
"I . . . They . . . I'm . . ." she stuttered, taken back by the appearance of the cat before her. She studied every inch of him. She had never seen a cat with so many muscles. Realising she was staring and sounding like a fool, she shook her head and took a second to compose herself.
"My name is HoneyPool," she said clearly in her best introduction voice. "I've come a long way. I was looking for a new home." She stopped, not sure if she'd said too much to quickly. "I'm sorry I smell," she weakly finished, hoping she appeared to be respectful and friendly. She certainly didn't want trouble here.

[Sand]

A white tom was sitting in the shadows of a den when he caught a strange. The toms eyes opened to reveal eyes that were an icy-blue. From the scent the tom could tell that the cat was a kittypet. The tom got to his paws and padded from his den his gaze scanning his clan mates below him. He then spotted an unfamiliar cat talking to one of the apprentices. That wasn't good after all he would rather a warrior had found the cat first then an apprentice who wasn't fully trained. He could also see that Lionice had also noticed the stranger and was heading towards her and Lionpaw.

Muttering a curse he stalked across the clearing intercepting Lionice before she could reach Honeypool and Lionpaw. "I want you to go hunting, and I don't want to see you talking to the stranger. The last thing we need is a fight to break out," he meowed leaving the warrior no room to argue. He watched the warrior storm out of camp with a final glare at him. Letting out a sigh he made his way through his clan mates barely casting them a second glance as he made his way over to Honeypool and Lionpaw. He was already looking the cat up and down memorizing what she looked like.

"A little far from home aren't you,?" He meowed his head raised proudly. Their seemed to be an aura of power around this tom. After all he was Fangstar leader of Whisperclan. He turned a stern gaze on the apprentice. "Lionpaw you know you should have told a warrior that you smelled a stranger," he meowed his icy-gaze swiveling back to Honeypool.

"Now, who are you? I just can't let random cats run around my clan without being invited. After all everything is peaceful right now and most of the time strangers mean trouble," he meowed frowning his gaze still stern but he didn't really seem angry. It was rare for Fangstar to get angry he usually only got angry if harm came to his family. He kept his gaze on the she-cat and sat down curling his tail over his paws.

He really didn't like how everyone kept looking this way. It seemed that a lot more cats had now noticed that their was a strange cat in the camp. It would probably be better if they went to his den.

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HoneyPool bit her lip and glanced to LionPaw for reassurance. Although only just meeting the young tom for the first time, she officially knew him better than any of the other cats about her. And he was, how should she say, more at her level.
This graceful tom that had approached them clearly held a high rank in this group. Perhaps even the leader! A new wave of nerves washed over her. What if her staying was up to this cat?

"I'm sorry," she mewed in a barely audible whisper. "I'm HoneyPool. I don't mean you or your," she searched for the word he had used, "clan any harm." She bowed her head a little towards him.

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Surprise flashed across Fangstars face when Honeypool gave him her name. "You have a clan cat even though you weren't born here," he meowed looking around glad that he had sent Lionice out of camp. Lionice was to quick to start fights and hated cats who weren't in her own clan. He wasn't sure if he should give this cat his name or not. Though he was pretty sure she would soon find out. There was really no reason to give her his name after all she didn't seem threatening. "Hmmm...my names Fangstar," he told her kindly. He still wondered how a kittypet could have the name of a clan cat after all twolegs had no knowledge of the clans.

"I must ask what you are doing here," he meowed glancing around at his clan mates. He wasn't sure if he wanted everyone to hear what they were talking about. Not everyone was happy about him accepting outsiders and other clan cats in his clan especially Lionice. Though he wouldn't let Lionice or any of his other clan mates make him send any cat who needed help away. That wasn't the kind of cat he was. He helped others and that was just the way he was. Besides the other clans accepted outsiders and other clan cats except for Silverstar.

If this cat planned to join he would have to explain the hardships to her. He didn't want her to join without giving her a heads up about what she would be giving up. After all he couldn't always promise her warmth and a full stomach. Life out here could be rough and there were many dangers out here in the wild. So far it had been peaceful but who knew when there would be another battle or a fox attack or something.

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HoneyPool peered up at FangStar, deliberating how much to tell him. She didn't understand what he meant by a 'warrior name' though decided to answer him the best she could.
"The twolegs called me Honey," she said, slightly bolder this time. "And my mother told me to add Pool to the end of my name. That way, one day she'd be able to find me. but that was a long time ago." Her voice trailed of as she remembered sweet memories of her mother and siblings. She allowed herself a small smile before continuing with the toms enquires.
"I came here from a twoleg land. I live with twolegs. but I don't want to anymore!" A sudden surge of anger flashed I'm her eyes the tiny twoleg and bolted windows came back to her.

[Sand]

Fangstar listened to what she had to say about her name and where she was from. He noticed her anger as well as she mentioned her twolegs but he remained calm. "Oh, I knew you were a kittypet. You have the scent of twolegs all over you," he told her both amused and gentle. "I don't really have anything against kittypets but some of my clan mates would look for every chance to..." he let his voice trail off and shook himself. He had been about to tell her that some of his clan mates looked for any chance they could to undermine him. Lionice came to his mind and he sighed. "A few of my clan mates have problems with outsiders and I have accepted lots of them in my clan," he meowed. "Though, if you want to join I must warn you. You'll have to prove your loyalty to the clan and even then you might still not gain the trust of everyone," he told her.

"There is also the thing about leafbare. In Leafbare I would always be able to promise you warmth and a full belly. There will be nights that you might have to go to bed hungry. Right now we are at peace with the other clans but it won't always be that way," he told her. "Though I'm not surprised that you don't want to live with twolegs anymore," he told her looking around.

"I would rather be blind then live with twolegs. Out here we don't have any problems with twolegs but every now and then a dog might find it's way here," he told her hoping that he wasn't scaring her by this talk of dogs. He frowned suddenly wondering if he knew anything about the clans. "Do you know anything about the clans?" he asked her frowning. Not many kittypets knew about the clans. He wished he had thought about asking her that before telling her about the hardships out here.

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HoneyPools ear twitched as she took in every way he said. She gave a small nod every now and then to show understanding and interest.

Her stomach gave a little jump at the mention as the wildness hardships. It did scare her but also excited her. The more she heard about this place, the longer she wanted to stay.

When he questioned her knowledge of the clans, she realised she knew nothing of them. "I'm afraid before three days ago I didn't even know what was beyond the windows of my home, let alone a community of cats you call clans."

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"Hmmm...well there are five clans. We are whisperclan the other clans are Midnightclan, Stormclan, Sunsetclan, and Leafclan," he meowed growling the name of the last clan he had mentioned. "We have had trouble with Leafclan in the past. The attacked us for no reason and took a piece of our territory and my daughter was blinded during the attack," he meowed shaking himself again. "Well anyway all the clans look up to Starclan. Starclan is where you go when you die. Starclan also offers us guidance," he told her. "If you are to stay here you must learn the warrior code. The warrior code stated that elders and kits must always be taken care of and if you hunt you hunt for the whole clan. Even when you hunt alone the clan is with you, never forget that," he meowed. "Leaffall is coming usually during Leaffall or sometimes a little bit before Leaffall we start stocking up on prey," he told her. "Being in a clan is the best thing. Your not shut up, and you don't eat food that looks like rabbit droppings are soft slop," he meowed making a face. "So will you join?" he asked her.

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She bit her lip and tried to look thoughtful. She shouldn't appear as though she was rushing into it. And in truth she should of thought about FangStars proposal fully before making any decision. After all, this meeting with the apprentice and leader would change her life forever. Although the leader had explained the hardships to come the best he could, she was sure they would be worse than he made out. She knew it would be difficult, that at times she may wish she had never left the house. The future daunted her a little. but how could she go back to the life she knew after finding this paradise?

Yet all of the thought in the world didnt matter. From the moment she'd set eyes on the field, she knee this was were she wanted to be. Regardless of the trials that lay before her, she would make it work.

"I want to join," HoneyPool strongly said, determination growing in her eyes.

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Fangstar dipped his head to her and looked around at his clan mates his thoughtful. "I will have to announce your arrival to my clan mates so they don't think your an intruder. You'll have to prove to everyone that your committed to this clan," he told her.

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She nodded. "I will do what ever it takes. I promise to be the best I can be."

OOC: Shall we end this Rp now?

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ooc: yes

Fangstar nodded glad that he hadn't scared her off and he supposed that she would won't to sleep. He pointed out where the warriors den was before heading back to his den. He hoped his clan mates wouldn't be to mean to her he knew that some of his clan mates would easily accept her.

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OOC: Wow I'm late sorry. Here this is what happened with Lionpaw real quick. xD

IC: Lionpaw stopped circling Honeypool. She seemed to be a kitty pet like his mother. "Oh, I'm sorry you seemed like a...." He was cut off by Fangstar. Lionpaw had always respected Fangstar. He looked down for a moment before replying, "Yes, Fangstar. I'm very sorry, I shall remember that next time." His attention turned to Honeypool one last time. "Fanfstar is our leader, he shall take good care of you and let you know if you are welcomed to stay. Welcome....Honeypool." The timid but kind apprentice then scurried off.