Settling in (open)

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Glad that Drought let her in to Deathclan, Sunspots decided to explore a bit around the territory before making a den for herself.
Starting with checking out the swamp, a few things came to her mind "Nope nope nope ew ew ew ew."
Then the river, Sunspots loved water which was very strange, for a cat "Perfect, a home by the river."
She tunneled in a small patch of tall ferns leveling the center, then making a hole for her to go out and in.
After her work was done she dozed on a heat rock not to far from her den.

[Dove]

If this isn't a weird intro, I don't know what is.

"Woah. Your coat is so beautiful." Dove gasped leaping onto the rock, rubbing herself by the firey pelted cat, letting out a few purrs. She did not care if she would get clawed or not. She just had to get close to something as stunning as this.

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(I'm sorry I'm not really used to this RP thing so forgive me XP)
"Thanks." Sunspots purred surprisingly at the energetic cat "You don't look to bad yourself, what's your name? Mines' Sunspots, a new Deathclan warrior."

[Dove]

you're doing a great job so far.(:

Well, she was glad that this cat was friendly! She smiled at the compliment and her eyes brightened, hoping to find friend in Sunspots. Though it does sound like one of a clan cat. . . she thought.

"I'm Dove, but welcome to Deathclan!" She then jumped off the rock and looked up at the she-cat. "Though most of the cats around here would probably want to ignore you or kill you." she shrugged. "Deathclan is actually pretty decent once you get the hang of the place."

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(Thx )
Sunspots scratched a back spot with her one back black paw
"Dove? Thats a nice name, I'm glad to meet a few cats here that have some friendly in them. Even though Deathclan sounds pretty mean, its pretty nice and mixed like everything with good and bad." She smiled at Dove and slightly switched her bushy tail.

[Dove]

She nodded. "So where are you from anyways?"

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"Well... heres my story, I used to be a Kittypet, born with those mouse-brained Twolegs, but after I got older they left me locked up in the nest. When i got out I had the hard life of a rogue until I bumped into a Deathclan warrior. Forgot his name, he told me about Deathclan so I decided to join the clan." (Idk those questions always through me off for some reason )

[Dove]

It's best to create a background story for your cat before attempting to roleplay her & having a bio for her written down to reference to is useful at times too.

"Oooo! A kittypet! I used to be one for a while." she frowned, poking her throat. "That throbbing thing around the neck. What were they called? Collars? It's like the twolegs called you because the were our callers." The silver tabby rolled on the floor, cracking up by her joke and then turned over.

"I was never a rogue, but was part of the clans for a while and then returned to the alley then joined Deathclan." she shrugged.

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Ok I'll do that)
"Yeah collars, ugh those two legs of mine used to tighten that thing up I nearly choked." Sunspots meowed as she made a face "Well its nice to know i'm not the only one with the kittypet background."

[Dove]

Her nose was itching, so she rubbed it with her paw. "Oh, um yeahh. . . though I really wouldn't really boast about it with most. You'll have to be careful who and what you speak to and about around here."

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"I'll remember that, and I wouldn't boast about Kittypet roots either." she meowed "I just wanted to talk to someone about it, its strange."

[Dove]

She nodded and then laughed a bit, not knowing why. "I'm sorry though, but if I may ask, why Deathclan? You could have been with the loners or something."

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(I have no idea what to type in derp)
"Well, I just don't like being a rogue. Its lonely." Sunspots replied "And Deathclan just kinda popped up and I thought it would suit me a little better, I don't like the clans. I really don't."

[Griffin]

(Mind if I pop in? Getting some posts here
Griffin had been heading toward the river in intention for a drink, because her throat felt parched on this hot, sunny day. She strode across the ground, grass tickling her ankles. And saw two she-cats talking by the river.
She didn't want to jump into their conversation, so she crouched at the bank of the stream, lapping up water, waiting whether or not anyone wants to talk to her.