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A white and gray she-cat emerged from the foliage, and stopped to take in the the sight of the open area of land in front of her. A light breeze ruffled her coarse fur. To one side was a barn near a large fenced in area with creatures she'd never seen before; and past that was a twoleg nest. To the other side, there stood a more run-down-looking barn. The burly she-cat was really just looking for other cats that she might get to hunt for her. She never had much luck when it came to hunting, and the fact that she couldn't hunt frustrated her. She was built for fighting, and fighting is what she did best. Any observant cat could probably figure that out.

Cinder jogged swiftly up the slight hill to the barn, and looked it up and down as she circled it. Unsheathing her claws, she poked her head though one of the entrances, and looked around suspiciously. A large breath intake alerted her that there were indeed other cats living here, and also mice. Hearing them scamper across the floor made her mouth water. Cinder confidently stepped into the barn, but before she tried catching some food, she wanted to know who else was there.

"Hello?" she meowed loudly, her dull but piercing yellow gaze moved from one pile of hey to the next, then to the upper level of the barn. She waited impatiently for a reply.

Notes:
- 249 words
- Thread is open to who-ever
- I figured I'd make a thread, cuz I haven't posted with Cinder at all since I made her bio...

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame was furious. She stormed out of Bloodclan camp. She walked and walked. She wasn't focusing on anything except for Fatekit. He said that hse wasn't feamle or a true warrior. That she deserved no respect.
She noticed that now she was at on old barn. She walked into the doors. She heard a faint, hello. "Hello," she answered into the distance. She wasn't in the mood to speak with anyone else, but maybe this would cool her down.

sorry it is short, i was short on time

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(hi sorry I'm bored and this was open.....)

Willow opened her eyes and stretched flexing her claws. She looked around, she preferred to sleep during the day though she rarely got a lot of sleep often so she was used to little sleep. Willow yawned and decided to go explore there area. She walked around near a farm. She stared off at a forest. "Are you crazy? Wild cats that live in the forest would rip you to shreds!" Relax Angel, I'm not going to let them kill me, you know I 'm not going to bother them. I just want to explore that's all. Willow replayed this talk with her sister often but it was getting old.

Willow was bored of this farm now, she wanted to go somewhere new and exciting. She started to run over to the forest just for the fun of it. She was pretty fast then she skidded to a halt. Willow had to twist her head around her a lot because of her bad eye, her weakness. She walked slowly with caution into the forest. She heard something and sniffed the air. There were two cats in here. One with a strong scent that she knew belonged to a clan cat. The other scent wasn't a clan cats, well from here it didn't seem to be. Willow quietly walked closer to the cats. Willow heard someone say hello. she narrowed her eyes.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Brighty is having troubles coming on, so we will just continue this thread with you and me, is that okay?

Whiteflame noticed there was no reply. It must have been her imagination. She thought about the voice that said hello. It sounded like her mothers. "Mother?" she meowed. She knew her mother was deceased. She wondered if it was just her imagination. She shook her head and wished the words had never escaped her moth. A NewLeaf wind hit her pelt. As Whiteflame inhaled it, she smelt a near by cat. She padded towards the scent. "Who is there?" she asked. She could tell the scent was fresh. "I won't attack you, I promise. This is not my land, and I have no reason to attack another explorer here," she encouraged.

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(Sure I won't mind)

Willow heard the clan cat say that there was no reason to attack. Some clan cats knew who Willow was but not all, she didn't recognized this scent. Willow sighed and stepped out of the safety of the shade and came to the clan cat who smaller than her but every cat isn't going to be the same. "I'm Willow." She replied, "And you are?" Her voice gentle, not rough or harsh, just smooth as silk and calm. She didn't want to bother anyone at the moment but she wouldn't mind for some exploring. Willow half wished she could meet the clans but that wasn't who she was. She didn't go well in big groups she was best out here alone. Yet, being a loner could get lonely and it gets old. Willow had to turn her head slightly over to see the she-cat better, her blind eye was getting on her nerves now.

(don't really know why I'm putting this but I am oh yeah I'm bored.
Muse: Elanor rigbey by the Beatles)

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame heard the voice. it wasn't the same as the one she had heard earlier. "I am Whiteflame, it is nice to meet you Willow," she introduced herself. "Would you come out?" Whiteflame asked. Whiteflame knew that Willow could have something to hide. Whiteflame wished she hadn't let go. She knew that her scars were noticeable. She looked at her paws. They were covered in scars, just like the rest of her.

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Willow stepped out of the trees and bushes to see a she-cat with many scars. That didn't really surprise Willow, every cat usually gets into some kind of fight but the cats who are in the most fights are either clan cats (or some other group of cats) and rogues like herself. Hope Whiteflame wasn't expecting a kittypet because if she was I bet she's kind of surprised. Willow was rough looking. She had a scar on her face that sliced through her right eye, it could still open but she would be blind forever in that eye. But how would this cat know right now if she did? Willow had scars and missing claws, she wasn't a cat skeleton or anything but her ribs did show. She kind of looked scary sure, but that's because she's too busy to notice or care.

"You're a clan cat. I can tell by your scent." Willow explained, she didn't want Whiteflame to be suspicious or anything. Then again it was normal for anyone to suspect Willow of danger. Willow stood there, she was a bit taller than Whiteflame but not by much.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame saw the cat emerge. Whiteflame was not as surprised as she thought. She actually expected the cat be be torn. Why would a cat not show if there wasn't something to hide? Other than Whiteflame of course. She had already accepted that she was burned and the scars on her body showed it. She could remember the flames with a great memory. She could feel her skin cook. It was a horrible experience, but it was nothing she could hide.

"Yes I am from Bloodclan," she replied to Willow. "I like to roam these parts though," she remarked. Why else would a clan cat be here?

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Willow nodded, "And I like to as well, but I know some won't mind me exploring I know when there's a border or not and to not cross them unless I want to be attacked or lectured." She had some interesting memories from learning about that. Willow sighed, she was wondering whether or not she should go on near the clans, a dangerous risk but she had danger for breakfast. no I skipped breakfast. Whatever.
Willow thought she could sense some anger from Whiteflame. But she didn't worry, she just kept a relaxed position. She figured if this wasn't clan territory there wasn't much of a good reason to start an attack because she got too suspicious.

sorry its short

[Whiteflame ♥]

mine short too!

Whiteflame heard Willow speak. Her voice was a bit rough. Whiteflame noticed her words were a bit jumbled. Whiteflame had a hard time understanding what she was saying. Whiteflame smiled and nodded. I guess you could say she grinned and bared it. "I think I know what you mean," she replied. Whiteflame wasn't the one to give lectures. She was the one that chased intruders out of the territory.

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Willow realized that she hadn't made much sense earlier and must have confused Whiteflame. She did that a lot. The thing is, only one other cat understood her completely but that cat was gone, long gone. Willow felt gloom seep down under her pelt and into her bones. I shouldn't have thought about Shadow at all!

Willow sighed, "If you're in a clan, why are you way out here?" She couldn't help but question, that was something she did. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to, I'd understand." But that doesn't mean that i won't be curious. The thought was true, she was always curious but she was normally curious of the more important things not the little bits that waste your time, something worth while.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame met the loner's gaze. She didn't like the question, but by the look in Willow's eyes she was curious. As they say curiosity killed the cat. Willow deserved an answer, but Whiteflame had no way to phrase it. She nodded as she thought of the words. She looked down. Then back up. Then the they roof. She was looking for something, maybe a sign. She smiled. "Let's just say it was a cat conflict, except for in this case, I would be the bad guy if I attacked," she explained. She wasn't sure if she made any sense, but hopefully Willow would understand. And if she wanted to know more, Whiteflame would tell her.

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Willow nodded, "I've had problems similar to that before." She said thoughtfully, pondering on whether or not she should ask another question. "I know some about the clans," She paused to think, "I know that the clans have battles and I know for sure that not all of the cats in each clan gets along with each other." She tipped her head to the side she wasn't really having a conversation anymore she was more like talking to herself. Then Willow sighed, "Never mind what i was saying." She had another question, "Just to make sure its safe but if I were to head near the clans even though I do not plan to disturb anyone would my pelt get ripped to shreds? If so then i won't be heading towards this direction anymore."

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame was happy that Willow didn't ask anymore. Whiteflame took a deep breath and released it through her nostrils. She smiled. "You know much for a loner," Whiteflame mumbled. She looked at the she cat. "Well, it depends on what cat you run into, but if it is me, I may ask what you are doing, but I will not attack. I will if you eat the prey on our lands because we need that prey to survive. If you pose as a threat, any clan cat will attack you," Whiteflame explained. Whiteflame had only attacked on loner that trespassed onto Bloodclan territory. She wished she didn't too. The cat was not a threat, the cat was looking for a clan to be with, but Whiteflame chased her off.

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"Hmmmm, I suppose I do." She nodded and sighed, "I've met some other clan cats before but not many." She understood that it would be best to not pose any threats, she never liked getting into unnecessary fights. There has to be a good reason. "I do not tend on hunting on anyone's territory and I do not wish to be attacked for being mistaken as a threat." She wondered if she should go back to the barn or visit her sister. No way! I came for excitement not for being bored to death. If I'm going to die it may as well be an interesting death not by being bored and surrounded my twolegs! Not again! "Well, even if I do have my pelt shredded I'd have a pretty interesting story to tell. Maybe I could even scare a few youngsters with those stories..." She trailed off, thinking.

Its short I am starting to lose my muse (nooo!!!!)

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame took another look at Willow. She did look threatening. All of her battle scars where very threatening actually. "I don't mean to be rue, but how id you acquire all of your scars?" she asked. Whiteflame was afraid of the story to come. What if Willow was a murderer? "If you share with me, I can share with you," Whiteflame promised. Whiteflame didn't like her past, it was a bit shameful. And according to Fatepaw disrespectful and unworthy. But Whiteflame knew that she was loved. Her own mother sacrificed her lifer for her. To save her kits her mother sacrificed her life. Whteflame could remember the flames and the terror. She remembered the empty promise and hope that her mother would return. She never did.

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Willow understood and smiled, "Its okay, I don't think you're being rude at all." she paused thinking for a moment of what to explain then decided to just tell the truth of her past. "I've gotten most of the scars in fights, some from dogs and others by rogue cats or even other loners like myself. I used to get into a lot of trouble when I was younger." She added with a small shrug knowing that the dog fight was mainly her own fault, the others happened because she 'trespassed'. Honestly though she didn't think it was trespassing, they didn't even have territories and such like clan cats. Some of the fights were over food though. If I caught the food then I eat it no one can take my food I caught. Another reason why she didn't like living among big groups of cats, three's a crowd. "I'm sure your story is probably more interesting than mine though..." She paused pondering on whether or not she should tell Whiteflame about her blind eye then figured that it would only be a matter of time for her to figure out something was up. Willow spoke once more, "I'm sure you've noticed the scar on my right eye haven't you? I got that in a bloody fight against some strange band of cats, they weren't clan cats....I don't think they were that is. Ever since that fight I've been blind in the eye, but that hasn't stopped me from getting into trouble." Willow smiled, there was a flash of mischief in her blue eyes. Every cat has a weakness, but hiding it might not always be the best thing to do.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame listened to Willow. Willow was threatening, Whiteflame's theory's were confirmed. Whiteflame was only in few fights, but she never received such scars. Don't get me wrong, Whiteflame had plenty of scars, but they were not caused by another cat. Whiteflame looked at Willow, it made Whiteflame ache as if the wounds were fresh. "I feel pain for you," she expressed her feelings. Whiteflame took a look at Willow's eyes, it was so damaged. Whiteflame was glad she could see through both of her eyes.

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Willow smiled a little but she knew one thing, the scars kinda looked cool and made her seem tough. She didn't want to look like her sister, a sweet, good cat that could never hurt even a mouse. Willow loved her sister had not even one scar and if she did her fur would cover it up but unlike Willow she was a well fed, spoiled kittypet and Willow was a....well, a half starved stray that was always getting yelled at by twolegs. What twoleg would want her anyways? Why would she want them to want her when she could be free to have adventurers? "I've learned lessons from these scars, but it shows others one main thing, I'm not afraid to fight with unsheathed claws." She spoke the truth. "I've been in so many fights that now I can't tell the difference between a deadly wound and a small scratch, they're both the same to me." She smiled slightly knowing it didn't make much sense but she knew her sister fretted about her battle scars but she didn't understand why she should worry. She wondered about Whiteflame, she had some scars too but of course most cats in the clans do.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame took another glance at Willow bum eyes. She closed her quickly and took a deep breath. Whiteflame knew much about fighting. Being in Bloodclan it was thew territory. "Are you ready for my story?" Whiteflame asked. It was quite lengthy, but it didn't seem as if Willow was in a rush. Whiteflame began her story, as she should from the beginning. "I am going to tell it more like a story, so it keeps your interest, I am afriad it may not because of its length," Whiteflame meowed to inform Willow.

The sky was amber. The sun was on its way to set. Now Cuttie was on her night stroll. She slept inside at night, but was free during the day. She noticed a tom in front of her. He was handsome. His gray pelt went from his ears to his tail. He had a white speck on his chest. He stood tall. He was staring at her. As she met his gaze, he walked towards her. "Hello," she mowed. She also began to move to him. "Hello," he replied back.

They talked shortly, before Alexander took advantage of her. He knocked her to the ground and began to make love to her. To put it in simpler terms she was raped. No cries came from her, she was in total shock. She was to be fixed in three days, too late fro that. It was obvious that Alexander wasn't fixed. When Alexander was finished with his abuse, he left. He lived four houses down. Cuttie planned to confront him. She wanted to tear him to pieces. As she was planning, she heard the sweet voice of her owner. She rushed home.

The next morning she went to the house. She entered through a broken window. Nothing. No furniture, not people, and no Alexander. Cuttie was furious. She saw a note, written for her. "I have moved, too bad for you," it read. She stormed out of the house and returned to her own. She could do nothing.

Two days later, her owner brought her to the pound. Cuttie was nervous. Could the two-legs see that she was pregnant? Or would they kill her babies? Her owner brought her to the surgeon. He began to "feel her up" he looked confused and frustrated. "You cat is pregnant," he told Cuttie's owner. Her owner rejoiced. She was going to have a bunch of kittens in her household. She took Cuttie home and quickly told the other two-legs residing in the household.

The next months were torcher. Cuttie's owner would not leave her alone, ever! But, it paid off in the end. When Cuttie went into labor, she had a litter of five. Cuttie's owner decided to name them all complicated long, two-leg like names. There was Anthony, Kate, Timothy, Elizabeth, and Cynthia (me at the time). The kittens where kept inside at all time, and Cuttie came and went as she wished.

Have you ever seen a power burst from a lightning bolt? It shoots out of the sky and strikes on object. At first it is shook with electricity, but then it will slowly catch flame. When Cuttie was on one of her adventures, a lightning storm started. It rumbled a roared. The kittens hid under a near by bed, inside the house. Cuttie rushed home, but she was too late. The house was in flames.

The kittens were still hidden under the bed. Cuttie rushed in, she got everyone, but me and Kate. She back for me and I was in flames. Cuttie quickly rushed me out and threw here in the nearest water source. Then cutie went back into the house, but she never came out neither did Kate. We (the kittens) were all alone. I was severely burned.

Luckily, a tom cat came to the kittens. He noticed their condition. He asked where their parents were, but they had no reply. He brought meto Bloodclan camp. He handed me over to Whiterain, the medicine cat at the moment. While Whiterain treated me the tom went to retrieve her siblings.

When he found the kittens they were still all confused. He took them all to Whiterain to make sure that they were okay. They had some smoke inhalation, but they were going to be fine. I on the other hand was in terrible condition. My entire pelt was burnt, and fell to ashes. My skin had ugly burns seeping puss and blood. Luckily, Whiterain was one of the best medicine cat's that Bloodclan had ever had. He quickly got me back on her feet.

When the leader, Mercurystar thought the time was right, she had a ceremony for each of the kittens. Of course, Anthony, Timothy, and Elizabeth had theirs before me. Timothy, was named Thornkit, having the Thorn as the prefix because he was originally nicknamed Timmy, so Mercurystar wanted it to be an easy name for him to adjust to. Anthony, was named was named Adderkit, for around the same reason. Elizabeth was named Lizardkit because her nickname was Lizzy.

When I had my ceremony, almost all of her pelt returned. Mercurystar did not follow the system she did with my siblings for my name. Mercury gave my name time and thought. She named me prefix white because she my pelt was white and that Whiterain cured me. Her suffix flame was because of the scars left by the fire. Those scars made me unique and Mercurystar thought that they should be embraced.

From then on the clan took me in. They cared for me and they raised me," She finished. Whiteflame looked at herself, her entire body is covered in burn scars. Its feels smooth, but it is very noticeable. Her white pelt tries to mask it. And from far away you wouldn't be able to tell.

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((awww))

Willow sat there still for a moment, if she thought her own past was horrible then she was wrong. "You got lucky though, I mean, you're still alive and you are in a clan that takes care of you." And not in a twoleg nest cooped up inside and kept from the fun and excitement out in the wilderness where anything unexpected can happen to you, but that's the fun part. She didn't say the other stuff aloud not sure if Whiteflame would mind hearing that anyways. Willow looked down at her paws for a moment. She knew how much she hated it when others gave her sympathy looks which means to her, "Aww I'm going to feel bad for you because my life is awesome and yours isn't." Willow hated that. So she was often careful not to show her sympathy towards others only because of this reason.

She looked at Whiteflame and nodded slowly, "We're both alike you know? Sort of, but we have a past that makes us who we are....." She blinked, normally she didn't sound wise but after hearing Whiteflame's story she felt.....different. It sort of creeped her out and a cold chill ran down her spine.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame knew her story touched Willow. It touched everyone Whiteflame told it to. They all felt bad for her and showed their sympathy. Whiteflame didn't enjoy sympathy. She knew how it felt when you felt sympathy for others, but she didn't like it directed towards her. Yes she wished she had a better past, but it is her past. She cannot change it, she can only accept it.

Whiteflame was happy that the clan took her in. She wouldn't have survived without them. She loved her clan and would protect it with her life. Whiteflame nodded when Willow told her about her luck.


"We're both alike you know? Sort of, but we have a past that makes us who we are," Willow spoke. Whiteflame smiled. "This is true," she replied. Whiteflame didn't know what to say. Her past did create her, it also broke her.

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Willow blinked, knowing that she was lucky to have her mom even though she had never seen her since she and her siblings were taken away from her mother but maybe she was still alive. The only siblings Willow knew of was Angel, her kittypet sister who well, couldn't survive longer than 4 days out here. She couldn't hunt her own prey even if it landed in her own paws! But Willow seen fires before, flames licking the air, she shuddered thinking of what it would be like to be trapped inside a burning twoleg nest. Then Willow spoke, her voice low and hushed now, "We both also lost someone we loved too." She looked down at her paws then met Whiteflame's eyes, knowing that they both had a different meaning out of this but in a similar understanding of the meaning.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame looked at Willow. She was completely right. They were very similar. "You're right, we have many similarities," she replied. She smiled. "Would you like to join for a hunt?" she asked. Whiteflame closed her eyes and felt the earth. She could feel a small mammal prancing around.d She fluttered her eyes open. Whiteflame crouched, staying in balance, and pounced on the creature. She dug her teeth into its soft skin and snapped its spine. She dropped the prey and looked at Willow. She looked back at her prey, it was a vole, during the entire time she didn't take into notice what it was until now.

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Willow watched the she-cat pounce on vole, and she had to admit clan cats got style. "Don't mind if I do." She said smiling her mood brightened at the thought of food. She sniffed the air which had many scents mixed into it. She stood still and listened, a creature was scrabbling on the ground hunting for food? No, it was a squirrel and it was close. Willow crouched low to the ground and carefully crept up to it. Suddenly without warning she lashed out, throwing herself across the forest floor towards the squirrel and caught it with her mouth. She killed it with one bite then stood up and trotted back to Whiteflame.

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame watched Willow. She was a great hunter. "I know you may think this idea repulsive, but Bloodclan would be much better off with more warriors like you," Whiteflame added. It was a compliment, a great one at that. She smiled and laid down where she was. She looked at Willow, then back at her meal. She took a small bite out of the vole. She tasted its meat. It was wonderful! She loved the feeling of food drifting down into her empty stomach. She licked her lips an looked at Willow, smiling and she met her gaze.

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Willow blinked at Whiteflame, "Thanks." A question that was all to familiar came up once again in her mind, Would I be able to live in a clan be okay with it? Or would I just suffer? She grew tired of that same old question and having no true answer for it. Willow was used to being alone but lately she often wanted someone to talk to, she wasn't enjoying the loneliness of the outdoors around her with the sky hovering over her like an eagle. She craved excitement but rarely did she ever get what she wanted. Willow sighed and began to eat listening to her surroundings. She paused and wondered aloud, "Wonder what its like to be in a clan?"

[Whiteflame ♥]

Whiteflame heard Willow's wander. Was that meant for my ears? she asked herself. She looked at Willow. "Well I do admit the clans have their ups and downs. But for the most part, I would rather be in the clans then the life I had before, as a kittypet. Although I wasn't in that life very long, I wouldn't go back to it. But I have never been a loner before. The thing about Bloodclan is, it is really just like a bunch of loners bonded together in order to keep safe. We keep to ourselves for the most part, except for a few things here and there. We are free to leave the clan when we wish and to come back when we wish. Like at the moment, when I return I will be in no trouble. It is really quite nice. Also there are others to take care of you when you are sick or injured," she meowed.

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Willow smiled a little as Whiteflame explained. "Sounds like a good life, and yes, its way better than being a kittypet, well if you ask me that is. If you were to ask my sister Angel, well, she'd completely disagree with me. Not that you'd find her out here." Willow grinned to show that she was only saying how she thought is was funny. "I don't know why she wants to be cooped up with them house folks and stuck inside all day when you can be free out here where there are adventures." She realized she had said too much, stop babbling you're making a fool out of yourself! Willow shook her head. she felt a bit embarrassed of herself but pushed it aside.

"I've visited clans before and left not finding anything satisfying really, most cats don't welcome strangers all that well and I don't blame them for what I've heard. I'm not used to being welcomed by a clan but yours sounds much better than the others." She meant that, most cats were hostile around her and of course anyone who's mean to her she's mean back. So she never got along with many cats. What if Bloodclan is different? What if they don't mind me? It didn't sound like they'd be too hostile but Willow wouldn't be surprised if they didn't trust her right away, why trust a cat they don't know?

[Whiteflame ♥]

"Sounds like a good life, and yes, its way better than being a kittypet, well if you ask me that is. If you were to ask my sister Angel, well, she'd completely disagree with me. Not that you'd find her out here. I don't know why she wants to be cooped up with them house folks and stuck inside all day when you can be free out here where there are adventures." Willow meowed. Whiteflame listened. She didn't know what to reply. She hadn't met Willow's sister, so she didn't relate. She was a kittypet, but she didn't understand to want to be cooped all night and day with two legs that torture you.

"I've visited clans before and left not finding anything satisfying really, most cats don't welcome strangers all that well and I don't blame them for what I've heard. I'm not used to being welcomed by a clan but yours sounds much better than the others," Willow also added. "Well, if you come to the clan with me, you won't be messed with," Whiteflame replied. She wasn't trying to be tough or anything, but Whiteflame wasn't the cat to mess with back in Bloodclan. She knew the ways of the clan and she knew that if she walked in with another cat, they would let her in.

Whiteflame looked at Willow. Willow looked threatening enough that the other Bloodclan warriors would think she is worthy. "What do you say? I would like to have you join the clan," she added. Hopefully she didn't cross the line.