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Border RC Loner/Rogue twist of fate // finding heather

This thread takes place at the border of the clan territory.
Heather
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Heather

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Heather didn't need someone else to tell her what she knew in her heart. There were kits growing in her belly, and the father could only be one tom. Ivytwist.

Her paws led her, as they so often did, to RiverClan's border. Her whiskers twitched with excitement - would her mate emerge from the reeds soon? Would he be excited?

Moons ago, Galepaw had asked her if she was inclined to join RiverClan. At the time, she didn't have an answer for it, but now...

Well, the weather was cold and she was in love with Ivytwist. Heather was carrying his kits! Wouldn't joining RiverClan be the smartest decision for all of them?

The wind rustled her fur, and she sat down, purring as she licked her chest fur. The wind brought with it the scent of cats - a familiar water and fish scent that bade well - but it wasn't the familiar scent of Ivytwist. However, she did scent...

"Galepaw!" she called, waving her tail to the taller cat when he entered her field of view. "I have an answer now!"


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It was something strangely familiar, something that felt like a silent agreement of For old time's sake, to be wandering along with his former mentor. Galerunner had become a warrior not long ago, and yet it felt as though many lifetimes had elapsed since then. The clouds whirled overhead, the days shortened in a welcoming chill, and now Gale was to fill his newfound freedom with menial things. So naturally, he found himself on a patrol—but his mind wandered, muttering thoughts of exploration... but one that was alone, one that he could exist in without pause.

The lynxpoint didn't get to lose himself in thoughts for long. Head on a swivel, it snapped its head towards a certain rush of birds, cawing a warning of something. Of someone—someone unfamiliar, hidden between the brooks and rivulets and gnarled roots. "The woods, they whisper..." It muttered lowly to himself, turning to face the unfamiliar rustling in the brush. Without so much as a sideways glance to the rest of the patrol, it departed and slipped between the weeds, ready to face the unknown—
'Ah.' It thought to itself impassively, quelling what concern he once had. 'Heather.'

She had seemed to be looking for him, too. It raised a curious brow, looking over the other. She looked well, clean-coated and sparkling—not a far cry from the cat he had met some time ago. She was somewhat shorter-seeming, yes, but that came with the weary ache in his bones. It had grown cumbersome to exist at times, and perhaps Heather would be another cat that the fresh warrior had to be careful of, lest he trod on a wayward tail. "Yes, well—" A gentle sniff to himself, something just shy of a chuckle. "—I see we have both changed, then." He dipped his head to the molly. "Galerunner. It's a pleasure to see you again Heather... and in good standing and health, I take it?"

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  • Galerunner
    ✦—Riverclan Pearl Diver | 12 Moons
    ✦—He/They/It
    ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
    ✦—A fluffy high white lynx point with curled ears and deep blue eyes
    #87878E #BAB2AC
 
PEBBLEDREAM ──
riverclan | warrior​
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Pebbledream pads along at the head of the patrol, blue eyes scanning the reeds with precision as they near the border. In moments like these - which, admittedly, is just most of the time - they are wholly engaged in their work, only glancing to the other cats of the patrol occasionally to confirm they are all still here. They, too, swivel their head the sound and sight of the scattering birds; their tail rises in a signal to halt, and then to follow as Galerunner slinks off toward the source of the sound. Pebbledream allows the young warrior to lead the way, warily staring ahead at what might await the patrol; they visibly relax, however, when Galerunner greets the cat across the border, having seemingly met her before.

"So it was a loner," they mutter to themself, looking at Heather as if to study her under their cold gaze. A moment passes before they dip their head respectfully. This cat is definitely not a threat. "Hello... Heather, is it? I see you and Galerunner have already met. I am Pebbledream, another warrior of RiverClan. What's brought you here to seek us out?" Pebbledream sits patiently, tail wrapping idly over their paws. Galerunner clearly trusts this cat, so it could prove worthwhile to hear her out.
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Heather purred happily at Galerunner's comment.

"You got your new name! Congratulations!" she mewed, looking at him with stars in her eyes. Her tail swished in the grass, causing the wrap Ivytwist made her to jingle lightly with the movement. He didn't seem to be among the patrol, but perhaps she would be able to surprise him in camp! The loner then turned to Pebbledream, dipping her head respectfully.

"It's good to meet you, Pebbledream!" she said, smiling at the other cat. Thankfully, the other warrior seemed to trust Galerunner's judgement - she'd been lucky to fall for a RiverClan cat! They all seemed so kind!

"My name is Heather! I ran into Galerunner a few moons ago, when he was an apprentice! He was awfully kind and made sure to let me know that I couldn't just go wandering around in RiverClan territory." Heather blinked at Galerunner thankfully. "You see, I've been around the shipyard and the Clan borders, and... well, I'm expecting kits. I was hoping I might ask to join your Clan - Galerunner had mentioned it before, when we met, that it might be a possibility?" The loner looked from cat to cat in the patrol.

"I know how to hunt! I could help out until the kits arrive, and obviously would want to raise them in RiverClan... I've learned a bit about how Clans work, so I wouldn't be entirely useless! I just think it's... better for them. To grow up around other cats." She wouldn't mention yet the father of the kits - it wouldn't do to have someone else tell Ivytwist first!


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It couldn't help but give a little chuckle of amusement at the other's delight, the appreciation and approval in her voice at his new name. Galerunner shrugged gently, warding off the praise. "Bound to happen, really." He mused quietly, raising a brow at her. It was nothing special, nothing unexpected, and thus they saw little reason to celebrate with her. It was only a matter of time, and the time had passed quickly. It was never one to dwell, especially not these days. "But nevertheless, thank you. I do hope I will come to embody it—more than I have, of course." Silence then fell upon him, gentle as a blanket of snow, as Pebbledream then parted the rushes which he had slipped through. Yes, yes—it was no time for him to get lost in the frivolities of a familiar face, and treat Heather as she was… and what she might become, not for him, but for the good of the clan.

His silence remained steadfast as Heather spoke, explaining herself and her situation and her— "Kits?" It echoed curiously, tilting his head at the molly—and upon closer inspection, he had noticed she seemed if only a tad different. Swollen around the midsection, surely with little hearts that now beat, little birds of her own that were to soon come, to soon sing their own songs. It was a familiar thing to him, the life that came from others… and the death that often followed. Galerunner could not help but ponder the possibilities, the kittens that may find themselves among the sullen shore, never to sing their own songs. It could not help but ponder who would find themselves curled up with the long-gone Shellkit… So it goes.

"More mouths to feed, surely…" It muttered in thought, looking back toward the gray-ish warrior that had followed after him. It doubted the older warrior would condemn little things to death, and much less would Wavesong accept it. She'd sooner take in every little thing than send Heather away. "The bitter moons are due to blow in soon… but I do not see why there would be reason to send her away… Besides—" It glanced back at Heather, something akin to a good-natured glint within his blue eye. "She is a rather good listener—and I do not forsee her having any trouble with learning our ways."

—————Whether truth or just a story
It's not up to you—————
  • Galerunner
    ✦—Riverclan Pearl Diver | 12 Moons
    ✦—He/They/It
    ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
    ✦—A fluffy high white lynx point with curled ears and deep blue eyes
    #87878E #BAB2AC
 
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