Far from home now (Lily/Robin/Med/Open)

[Asterheart]

(Yes, I have permission to be here Here's our time skip Lilypad and feel free to join if you wish dear Iceclanners. Also, might need a med cat. Open to whoever, oh, and Robinstar  if you don't mind joining)

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

This probably wasn't such a good time to be having second thoughts, but Aster couldn't help feeling like this was a bad idea. Like this was some brash move based on a mere whim. Even if her guess about her relation to Robinstar was right, how would she explain that to him? And besides, she was a stranger here, she didn't belong. And even if he could help her regain her memories, like he'd been doing, was it even worth the risk...? Did she truly want to know? Maybe she forgot because it was something she truly didn't want to remember. But she was here now, and she was stuck here whether she liked it or not. And so she limps onward, nearing what looks like a barn in the distance.

Despite her original assurance to her travelling companion, the ice really wasn't helping her leg any. In fact, even if it was numb the sprain had gotten worse, and she'd slowed down their journey a great amount. She couldnt help a twinge of guilt at that, and once more her eyes stray to Lilypad. "Thank you, Lilypad. Truly." She offers for what's probably the fifth time since they met by Iceclan's former camp. Her ears witch subconsciously and she limps along, peering onward with curiosity. She isn't really sure what to think. Should she be wary? Excited? All she can really process is tired. Though at least she's no longer cold. That had been another problem on her journey here, the snow. At least she hadn't slipped again, or at least not to the extent of when she'd first sprained her left hind. She peers again at Lilypad, uncertain. "Do you think he'll mind? My coming here, I mean." The question was more to herself, yet she peers curiously at Lilypad as well. She'd mostly explained her situation to the other warrior, though not to its full extent. That would take far too much, go way too far back, and she'd have to try to explain things she couldn't remember. She'd have to even explain how and why she couldn't remember them. 'No point.' She thinks silently, before returning her attention ahead once more, occaisionally blinking warily at the pelt or eyes of another feline.

[Lilypad]

Lillypad suddenly realized how much she would miss poor old Asterheart it was going to be hard to part from her. She would miss having someone to talk to. She would miss actually having a friend... But she knew she shouldn't worry. Gatherings existed after all. "he's pretty chill, although my only talk with him wasn't much of a good one.." She said remembering her depressed past. She shook her head. "I'm sure he will help you! I mean he has to." She smiled. "you know, you could stay here if you really wanted to. I'm sure robinstar would let you" she said. Her amber eyes wide with hope.

[Asterheart]

The other feline seemed to be in thought, mulling over things as they walked. Perhaps she was thinking about her old home? Aster found she did that a lot, or at least tried to force herself to remember details she wasn't sure even existed any longer. Either way, Aster found herself content to just leave the other be until she was ready to speak. So the tabby finds herself with one ear in her companion's direction whilst she peers around somewhat uncertainly, gaze flitting from one feline to the other. She tries to pick out the warming from the aggressive, though she can't really tell what they think of her. Thanks to her journey she smells a little more like snow and ice than Treeclan, and she doesn't look like a Treeclan cat thanks to being born a rogue, so perhaps they won't know where she's from. Hmm, high hopes, and she knows well she's being far too optimistic. She'll be lucky if Robinstar doesn't kick her straight back out again.

Lilypad breaking her away from her thoughts causes her to wonder over whether the interruption is welcome or not. However, she decides it's probably best to talk rather than dwell on her doubts. Regaining her composure along with a smile, she peers over at the Iceclanner. "Really? Can't be worse than our first meeting. I fell in the river and he had to fish me out. Almost sent me to camp until he realised I wasn't Iceclan. Guess I look about as Treeclan as I do a fish." She chuckles at this, tail swaying slightly and ears twitching in amusement. She again pictures her apprentice self falling into the river, being fished out by a leader who at first completely terrified her before he starting sparking far too many memories for her to handle. "Oh, no no. He does not have to help me, I am merely a cat of some rival clan, certainly not any priority of his" She smiles calmly, yet she can't help but realise the gravity of how true that is. What has she gotten herself into? And truly what is she to him? What did she use to be?

At the hopeful exclamation of the other, Aster finds her eyes widening in shock. She opens her mouth to respond, before closing it, considering. That would be nice, to stay here, to find out more about her past and what the leader of Iceclan has to do with it. And Lilypad could become a good friend if she let her, and Aster could tell they both truly needed one. Any yet...what of her little family in Treeclan? Would Iceclan ever go home again? Or would they live on this farm so far from everyone else? What about Spruceclaw? So many questions...Yet Aster finds herself smiling along with the other, hiding her doubts and emotions behind a sweet smile and a convincing expression of 'perhaps you're right.' "That, of course, will have to be up with him. But perhaps I might stay a while if he'll let me. I would quite like to stay some time, and I'm sure he won't turn me away until I'm ready to travel again." She finishes her sentence with an offhandedly gesture of her head toward her hind leg, her limp having worsened since she first acquired it.

[Lilypad]

Lillypad paused awkwardly. " no I meant like, forever, like joining ice clan.."