Let's Be Friends! [tagged]

[Dyzzie]

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Sootbriar was full of energy, and that wasn't all that surprising since this counted as a mini-adventure, and for the tiny black female, that meant the world. Her love and her life came alive with the promise of an adventure, a chance to explore and see something new. Though, to Sootbriar, it was never enough. The little female was always wanting more. but it was her first time to the Pond of Truce as a warrior, and she was stoked. She pranced around the pond, her paws dipping into the water, making small 'plops' as the little feline gazed out over the pond, before her gaze transferred to the sandy beach around the pond, wondering what secrets might be hidden in this sacred area.

Her small bob of a tail waggled quickly with her excitement, green eyes flashing brightly in a mix of joy and intrigue. So many interesting things to see, so many interesting people to visit, so many potential things to run into. So much could happen, could be done, could be experienced. Sootbriar was at a near high. Her ears flicked before she pounced into the water, her small body making a large splash before she continued to make her way along the edge of the pond, looking around with wide-eyed innocence, and excitement.

Sootbriar wasn't your normal warrior. Her love for adventure, to explore and see the unknown is what drove her, despite her loyalty keeping her firmly in Sunsetclan (and on some occasions resulting in a depression from the inability to see more of the world). Beyond that, she was unreasonably small - only a tad bigger than an older apprentice, but usually dwarfed by most company. Match that with impossibly bright emerald eyes, long black fur that feathered out but rarely tangled, and a bob tail that wasn't always a familiar site with other cats. but Sootbriar loved her differences, the things that made her one of a kind, rather than one of a crowd.

Sootbriar preferred to be one of a kind . . . it made life more interesting. She finally removed herself from the water, the soft touch of sand encased her lower paws as she looked around, before realizing she'd wandered a good distance from where the gathering was suppose to take place. Making a face, the female sighed, standing still and debating if she should head back towards the group - or continue exploring. The second option was of course winning.

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вlacĸѕnow - тalonclan - warrιor

Blacksnow had been to this particular pond plenty of times. So many great memories had happened here, and this was the place he always went to when the going got rough. He wasn't fleeing from his problems, mind you, but he was trying to understand how to solve it in the end. Here, in this place, he had met a variety of different cats - none of them making a strong enough impression for him to remember their names. He didn't really mind it though - not having friends, that is. In his mind, if he hadn't gone through the trouble of remembering their names, they weren't good enough to be considered his friends; how was that for picky? This time in particular, Blacksnow had no reason to be out from the gathering so far. In fact, he wasn't even supposed to go, but his need to get out of camp compelled him to leave after the called cats had gone.

Thus, he was now at the pond, making sure to stay as far away from the gathering as so he wouldn't get caught but close enough where there could be potential cats to meet. He may have had a picky friends list, but he was always open for finding new cats to interact with. It was always exciting for him to see how different clans had brought up their own kind, even if his face didn't exactly show his joy and excitement. He was always up for something fun to do; it wasn't his fault that he didn't seem approachable enough to be asked for such fun.

It was now that he arrived on the far edge of the lake, but the sound of sand crunching under wet paws seemed to stop him in his tracks. He wasn't exactly hiding, but he did peek behind a bush to make some observations. He needed to get a good feel of the situation before deciding what to do next, but at the sight of the tiny, black she-cat, he seemed to calm down a little. He would be fine if just went ahead and introduced himself, though doing that right off the bat made him worry a little. Perhaps she would be scared and run off? No, that wouldn't be ideal. Blacksnow paused for just a little moment longer, then deciding to go ahead and at least say hi.

He rustled the leaves a little to let her know that he was there, popping his head out only a mere couple of seconds after. He blinked, his green eyes big and watchful. After making sure the coast was clear, he padded out calmly as to show he was threat. His voice was low but soothing as he spoke, "Hello there. You seem to be an awful lot way from where you're supposed to be, don't you?" He sat down, his tail curling around his paws as his blank expression showed on his face.

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The female perked at the sound of leaves rustling, her bob of a tail perking up, ears swiveling to lock onto the location, and her eyes turning towards it to watch a black and white tom move out of the brush towards her, green eyes matching her own, and both seeming to be watchful of the others, before he finally spoke, voice low and soothing. A casual greeting, followed by an observation, and she smiled, sitting down, her eyes seeming to dance in amusement, "Hi!" She purred back, her tone bright, friendly, "Uhm, maybe a bit, but that's okay, because I just want to explore, anyway. Sure, it's nice to talk to others a bit, but . . .

"I've not been to this pond since becoming a warrior. There's so much to see, so much to learn!" Her eyes were practically sparkling at the thought of an adventure. She paused, though, her smile dropping a half degree, before brightening again as she added, "I'm sorry, I've forgotten my manners it seems. My name's Sootbriar, a warrior of Sunsetclan. And you are?" She asked curious, trying to appear at least kind of calm, collected.

The friendliness wasn't an act, nor was the eagerness to meet and learn about someone new, "What's your clan . . . what's it like there?" She added, her bob tail starting to waggle slightly - as it tended to do when she was happy and/or excited. She smiled at him, her expression curious about this new cat as she lightly tilted her head to the side, "You're kind of far from the gathering yourself. I thought most cats had a tendency to stick close, to meet up with other cats over there." She commented, before smiling, "Not that I'm complaining about the company, of course." She added, to avoid him thinking she was.

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вlacĸѕnow - тalonclan - warrιor

For any other cat, a small chuckle would be let out or a soft smile would appear on their lips, but Blacksnow kept his serious expression with ease. He was trying to be friendly, of course, but he wasn't quite used to the whole concept. Cats often smiled for the simplest of things, which, in his thoughts, took away the the purpose of a smile. It took away the whole sincerity of a smile if you went ahead and showed it everywhere to everyone and not to those who you care for the most. It was an odd thought, sure, but it was how he raised himself to be. Either way, he nodded to her statement, agreeing with her, "I see. I find it very intriguing to talk to others. It's always nice to meet different types of cats." He knew it sounded a bit odd, but it was too late to retract his statement. He had to live with it out there, there for the she-cat to judge him.

He tilted his head, looking back at the pond. "Really? I've been here a couple of times, but most of them on my own accord." He explained, noting the sparkle in her eyes. Boy, was she a energetic cat. It almost made him back up from the overly-excited cat, but he knew it would be rude to do so. Besides, if he wanted to make any friends at all, he needed to learn how to get along - even with his stoic appearance. He raised a paw, waving it dismissively at her comment. "Oh, please, no. Allow me to apologize. I should have introduced myself first," he purred softly, "I'm Blacksnow from Talonclan."

The next question wasn't really a surprise, but it sure made him think a bit. He paused a bit, thinking over what he would say before finally coming to a decision, "It's like any other clan, I presume, though there are a lot of rocks and cliffs to watch out for. It can get really cold in leafbare since we live in the mountains, but I love the terrain nonetheless." It was the best explanation he could give. It gave enough to represent his clan's living style, but not enough to spill all their secrets. It wasn't as though he didn't trust her, but you could never be too careful. He cared for his clan, and although he knew that a lot of clans already knew the inside-out of other clans, he was a bit paranoid at times. It didn't help that this was one of those moments.

His whiskers twitched, and he felt slightly like a rule-breaker when she had pointed out that he was far as well. He cleared his throat, wiping his twitching whiskers nervously, "Well, I didn't exactly come for the gathering. I came here without my clan." He nodded, coming up with a question of his own, "Is the fish in Sunsetclan good?" He, himself, had an addiction to fish - though he wouldn't admit it. It was a huge secret, and not one he would tell without some prying.

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At the male's response, the female tilted her head at the odd words, sorting through them, before giggling in good nature, "I suppose that's true . . . there are so many interesting types, so many different kinds of cats to meet," She finally agrees, smiling reassuringly at him, "Although, I've never heard it put that way before," She added, a tad teasingly, but not meant to be offensive.

The female's smile dropped, her gaze drifting away at the mention that he'd been out and about on his own accord, knowing she avoiding doing so by means of loyalty to her own clan, "I . . . don't quite trust myself to explore on my own . . . My . . . need for adventure is a bit to strong, I worry if I let myself go to far from my clan, to see too much beyond it, I might never return . . . there's just . . ." The sparkle returned, as she looked out over the lake, one dainty black paw raising slightly, "There's just so much to see, so much to experience beyond the clans. To see how other cats might live. How other cats, the rogues, the loners interact. To see the homes of the kittypets and their two-leggers. I'm afraid if I ever actually wandered around on my own - I'd become to thrilled with all the new sites . . . I'd forget to return home." She admitted, her gaze turning back towards the tom before her, "but, I'll take what little bit of adventure I can . . . even if I don't go too far." She added with a half smile.

It seemed to be only then that they got to introducing themselves, the male dismissing her comment, stating he should apologize and have introduced himself first, to which she smiled, and responded with a gentle, "How about we both agree that no one's at fault, and be pleased to know one another's names now, Blacksnow . . . of Talonclan." She responded, purring as her eyes sparkled, her head tilting to the side, "It's a pleasure to meet you, though; Blacksnow." She added, not just being polite - but meaning it so far. He was proving already to be quite interesting company for the young warrioress.

Her ears perked when he spoke of it being like any other clan - of rocks and cliffs, with cold mountainy terrain and she laughed softly, "I'm afraid it's nothing like Sunsetclan. We're all sand and beaches, and water." She responded, digging her paws into the sand beneath their paws and wiggling her toes slightly, "Though the sand back home is a tad softer than this gritty dirt mess." She added, with a soft laugh. She glanced up at him, noticing the twitch of his whiskers, before he commented on not actually coming for the gathering - but coming on his own, without his clan. Her eyes sparkled faintly, and she perked an ear towards him, tilting her head faintly to the side, "Why, Blacksnow, are you a bit of a rulebreaker?" She asked, playful but curious, drawing a paw to her chest, "And wrapping me up in your rule-breaking outing . . . . For shame!" She added, before lowering her paw back to the ground, "Well, I hope you don't get in trouble." She added, more sincerely - more serious.

Is the fish in Sunsetclan good? She seemed surprised by that question as she lightly tilted her head to the side, curious by the question, "Good? Uhm, I'd assume so. I'm afraid I've not really had the chance to try fish from other places, but I think it's fairly good. And we have a decent variety of fish to choose from too." The small female stated with a purr, "Why do you ask? Does Talonclan have any fishing areas?" She asked, instantly curious again about a place beyond her clan's boarders. A place she wasn't permitted to visit and explore - but another place none-the-less.

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вlacĸѕnow - тalonclan - warrιor

Fox-dung - he hadn't met for it to be like that. He knew that, for a tom like him, he was good with words, yet expressing his thoughts the way he wanted to wasn't exactly an easy task. He always fubbed up when it came to trying to get his point across, and although some cats were able to piece what he had meant by a certain statement, he always felt sorry for not being clear enough for them to understand in the first place. It's not as though he hadn't tried to improve his social skills - after all, that's what his monologues were for at the Heat Pool, but it never seemed to stick with him. By himself he was fluent with words and able to express what he means when his words tumble out of his mouth, but the second he meets face-to-face with a real, living cat, he reverts back to his original distancing ways. His whiskers twitched slightly from embarrassment, but unless she had caught this slight movement, Blacksnow wasn't really giving way to anything else.

He listened to her troubles, trying to take in what he was hearing. Although the tom didn't share the immense curiosity that the other feline possessed, he could still sympathize with her. It must have been hard - being both loyal and adventurous, never knowing if your current adventure would never let you see your home again. He nodded, trying to comfort her, "I see what your point is, but I honestly think you wouldn't need to worry. If you really love your home as you seem to do - never straying too far because you don't wish to leave it, then it is truly obvious that no matter how swept up you might be in an adventure, you will always return home. You could go to the ends of the territory and the forest, but your paws, and your heart, will always lead you back to where home is. Trust me." He gave another comforting nodded, seeming to have complete confidence in what he had just said. There was no doubt lingering in his voice - only a flash of warmth seem to glitter in his eyes. Surely, this cat was truly one of good heart if she limited her hopes and dreams for the sake of her clan - her home.

A small little nod of approval came, and he felt odd for just nodding all the time, yet that's all he could muster up to do. "Agree to disagree it shall be, Sootbriar of Sunsetclan," he agreed, adding onto it with a little more enthusiasm, "And I must say it was a pleasure meeting you as well!"

Another misconception came along, and this time, his whiskers twitched more apparent than before. He rubbed his paw into the ground nervously, shaking his head as he attempted to explain, "No, no, that wasn't what I meant, per say. I was trying to say it was like any other clan in how it worked - how elders gossip, kits play, warriors hunt, mentors and apprentices train, and mates show affection. I know for certain that our territory is nothing like the others - after all, we live in a mountain while the rest of the clans live down below us and all so close to each other too." He then became silent, hoping that enough of an explanation to get his point across after all.

He dismissed the exaggeration with a flick of his paw. He raised an eyebrow, a faint little smirk on his lips. "Oh, please, the magical Blacksnow is always able to teleport right back to camp; I've never been caught yet, and I don't plan on getting caught anytime soon." He gave her a wink - though he hadn't meant to be flirtatious at all. It was merely a wink that a cat would do when telling a secret that no one can hear of or playing off a joke that happened to come in on the right time. For Blacksnow, it was both of these options. Seeing how Sootbriar was so far, he honestly wouldn't think the she-cat would take it as anything more than that in the first place.

He nodded, intrigues immensely when it came down to the topic of fish. "Honestly, that's the one downside to living up in the mountains. The one pond we do have is too shallow for even fish to live in, so there isn't exactly a steady supply of fish for me. If you promise not to tell anyone, I'll tell you a little secret." He paused, biting his lip as he leaned forward, "I can easily be bribed with fish. It's just too delicious for me, and if I could, I'd live on it for the rest of my life." He purred, his pelt shaking as memories of eating fish flooded into his mind. Oh, how tasteful they were. He would honestly do almost anything for fish, and he stood up straight with his tail swaying from side to side.

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The female smiled kindly towards the male, her expression meant to be reassuring when she realized a faint misunderstanding had occurred with his manner of speaking. Not that she minded his speech patterns, and had the feeling that if given the opportunity to continue to speak with him, she'd likely become fluent in it, but regardless, she wasn't complaining in the slightest, he was proving to be interesting company so far. Though when it was her turn to speak, about her loyalty and adventurous streak at battle, he listened intently. His words proved to be rather comforting though, and she mananged a soft smile, "I'd hope you're right . . . I do love my home. It's beautiful, peaceful, with many interesting sights . .. I suppose I just worry that I'll find something even more beautiful and wonderful if I wander to far from home. I don't think my father would ever forgive me if I left Sunsetclan, and I fear some day something might become a better home than the clan. I'm sure it's useless worries, a bunch of what-ifs that cloud my judgement, but . . . I'd be just heartbroken if I hurt my father" She explained, even as she seemed visibly relieved by the comfort and confidence he seemed to exude, "but . . . thank you . .. your words do help settle my thoughts some." She added gently.

She giggled at the manner in which he stated not just her name, but who she was, being of Sunsetclan. "Just Sootbriar is okay." She assured him with a smile, her little bob tail wiggling in her amusement as her ears perked towards him, her tiny paws digging into the sand slightly, before watching his whiskers twitch, and his paw rub into the ground. She giggled softly, her eyes brightening, and warming as she looked at him, "I understand, Blacksnow. Well, a little better now than before," She admitted with a small sort of smile, her ears perked towards him reassuringly, her smile kind, "I'm sure that in most ways all of the clans are alike in that sort of way. In the way we all live and work together, but there must be such a difference in the places we live . . . I'd expect that to have some sort of impact on our ways of life . . ." She mused, her tone growing curious and thoughtful towards the end of her words.

She giggled as he met her words with his own sort of joke, complete with a little smirk, "Teleport, hmm? Why that must be oh, so fascinating. Blacksnow, such a magical cat, surely I'm not worthy to be in the presence of such brilliance." She teased, her words going from a mock serious to an almost laughing tone, her eyes glittering, and her laughter increasing to a soft, amused laugh at his wink, shaking her head lightly to his behavior.

And then the topic changed quite suddenly - to that of fish. A change that surprised her. "I suppose I can understand that, living in the mountains and being unable to locate a decent place for fish." She stated, seriously curious and thoughtful about it, before turning her attention back to him completely when he commented on a secret. Instantly intrigued, she looked towards him curious, before giggling, purring in understanding when he admitted to being easily bribed with fish, that it was simply too delicious to him.

Her gaze turned towards him in playful amusement, "Well, I can definitely understand the love of having a food that you don't get to see very often, but I couldn't survive on only fish for the rest of my life, I tend to eat alot of it as sit is. but . . . I suppose I could be nice." She stated with amusement, standing and stretching out slightly, before her tiny form pranced into the shallows, "Do you swim, Blacksnow?" She asked curiously, looking over he shoulder towards him, "Would you like to go fishing with me?" She added with a warm smile, her gaze turning back towards the pond, waiting for him to join her.