The Nice Rogue [Acro]

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"Hello?" called in the she-cat, just outside the leader's den.  Honestly, Snowpelt didn't think she should step paw inside without permission.  Without permission, she may not get a very pleasant welcome.  Claws inserted into her face was not on the list of things she wanted to do in her life.
"Ratstar?" the rogue called inside again. 

[[Acro.]]

ooc:// Hey, Asa! ^-^ The next time you need Ratstar (or me) in a thread, just type "@ acro" (with no quotes or spaces) somewhere in the body of your post, and it will alert me =)


{Hope is the thing with feathers}

"Hello? Ratstar?"

The petite, dappled leader, crouched far back in her shadowed den, lifted her head from the fish she had been finishing and licked her muzzle clean. Her sharp eyes were steady as they watched the entrance, her pelt smooth and well-kept as she got to her paws. She approached the visitor, expecting to find an apprentice or warrior waiting for her there. but when a foreign scent filled her nose and her eyes landed on a cat she did not recognize, her expression hardened and she lifted her tail to extend at an angle behind her, unsure of this stranger. She spoke with firm authority, her expression impassable. "I am Ratstar," she greeted, exiting her den so her front paws were outside but her hindquarters will still in the shade. "Who are you, and why have to come into this Clan?" Her tone was not aggressive... but it certainly wasn't friendly.

Of all the leaders, Ratstar supposed she was surely the most lenient toward outsiders, but with Pebblestar presumably catnapped and one of her own apprentices missing, Ratstar felt it appropriate to be more wary of strangers.

{That perches in the soul}

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Seeing the leading she-cat face to face made Snowpelt feel less like an idiot.
"I wish to join the clan. I will do whatever is takes to join one, and gain protection from my mother" she told the she-cat quickly, not wanting to beat around the bush. Clans were so much better than wandering on your own...

[[Acro.]]

{And sings the tune without the words}

Ratstar's eyes narrowed and she watched this stranger coolly, her expression unreadable and unchanged. When the other she-cat finished, SunsetClan's petite leader said nothing for a brief, tense moment, her sharp gaze never once faltering away from the outsider's. At last, she spoke, her voice pointedly firm and with weighted authority. "Your name," she prompted keenly, asking again for the she-cat to introduce herself--it was just bad manners not to. "A Clan is not a body to be used and disposed of according to your own desires," she explained coldly, voice edged with formality. If this cat thought she could just march into the Clan and drag her troubles with her...

Again, normally Ratstar would be nearly eager to help a cat like this in any way she could, but with the news of Pebblestar's potential catnapping... the dappled she-cat knew she could no longer be so free in her generosity. It pained her, but she was no stranger to hard truths. "Where have you come from?"

{And never stops, at all}

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"My name is Snowpelt. Mother thought I deserved a warrior's name, I did not know what it was so I accepted it. We're been here, there, everywhere. I've been staying by your pond currently and decided to join at last. She could be anywhere, and honestly I know you probably do not want my problems, but if I try and go to another clan, she'll get me then. I am a good fighter, I might do well with the young, I know medicine plants a little, so put me where you will if you allow me to join" the she-cat explained to this dappled leader of a cat.

[[Acro.]]

ooc:// Sorry for the delays!


{And sweetest in the gale is heard}

Ratstar was quiet as the stranger carried on, her expression steady. So, her mother had given her a warrior name? Had her mother previously been a part of the Clans? Ratstar would need to ask. Once Snowpelt finished, SunsetClan's leader flicked her tail contemplatively and was quiet for a moment, deciding what to do with this intruder.

All logic told her to turn this cat away. Too much had been happening in just this past moon, with cats going missing and crimes in the territory...

but Ratstar knew, in her core, ever steadfast, she could not justify turning away any cat in need.

At last, she spoke, her voice hard with firm authority. "If I am to let you stay here, Snowpelt, I need you to tell me now if you are willing to accept any condition or restrictions I may lay down for you to follow, even if they do not apply to others." Ratstar needed to know if this cat would trust and accept her authority as leader, even without knowing what the conditions might be.

{And sore must be the storm}

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Blinking, Snowpelt thought it over. Put her trust, in a cat she didn't know, for conditions and restrictions, she did not know? Seemed shifty.
"I might, if I can hear these conditions or restrictions" She finally answered, happy with how she had worded it. In her entire life, she'd trusted no-cat but her mother, and that had ended so well.