not again

[Thusula]

open for anyone.(:

Great. Thusula watched as more cats began to take over his forever home. Cats invading again. Where was Ragabash when you needed a leader? The Tribe was obviusly gone, but the tom held his status and name dear. Thusula, Shaman of the Winter.

He watched as cats conversed. Cats hunted. Cats ruined his garden. Disgusting. It was even worse than when Ragabash and Aslan allowed non-purebloods to join the Tribe in hopes the save it. Did it? No. He even warned them about it. Mixing blood was always a big mistake.

To avoid these strangers was something that the Shaman became a professional at. They seemed dumb enough to always be loud anyways, so it was obvious when one of them were around. But he wanted his home back. He wanted the farmhouse back. If only.

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( A little late but mind if Featherkit joins in? :3)
Featherkit to say the least was not adjusting well. No matter how many times her mother tried to soothe her she just didn't like it. Not one bit. She had known Iceclan her whole life,she liked it that way. It was strange being on the praire, she was thin and small but she also had stubby legs, not the best for running. She felt utterly useless in the strange new lands. She sat away from her clan, sulking, when she smelt an unfamiliar scent. She knew she should alert a warrior but she just wanted to help! Featherkit slowly stalked towards the scent, careful not to make any noises. She was pretty close now but she didn't remember what she had seen the warriors do. Did they pounce? Speak behind them to scare them? Watch them? She couldn't be sure so instead she just stared, dumbfounded.

[Thusula]

He caught onto one of them wandering away from the crowd. Something was not right. Thusula turned around an found a lone kitten. What is it doing out here by itself? The tom blinked, wondering why the kitten was ust staying there. It felt weird. He felt more exposed than ever.

"Are you just going to do that all day?" he asked, keeping his distance. He did not want to approach the kitten who will return to her own kind who will then get the attention that he was here. No, he did not want to make a commotion. "Why are you by yourself? Don't you usually have someone watching over you?"

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" Who are you?" She stepped forward curiously, ignoring his questions and tilting her head to the side. She was a little upset her sneak attack didn't work as she had planned but then again she never really planned it.... She had never met a stranger, having this been the first time she ever left her camp. Now that this was her temporary home she wanted to know the strange cat.

[Thusula]

Well, that was rude. The older cat shook his head in disgust, slightly backing up. Where was friendliness nowadays? Whatever. He rolled his eyes at her question. If she was going to ignore his questions, so would he to hers. It just made sense to him. 

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She scrunched up her muzzle, unsure why he wasn't answering. " I'm Featherkit." Smiles and steps closer, only a fox length away now. It never occurred to her that this cat could tear her apart in a matter of seconds if he wanted to. She sniffed the air, obviously the scent was unfamiliar but she felt as if she would see this cat more frequently and she wanted to remember him.

[Thusula]

sorry! I didn't mean to take so long to respond!

Featherkit. A weird name. The tom backed up even more, to touch his back with a tree. 'Great. Where can I escape to now?' Thusula was fidgety, wanting to just avoid this situation. Half-blood? No. This kit had nothing of the Tribe's pureness in it. 'But it is still a kit. . .'

"I'm Thusula, Shaman of the Winter," he responded. "Where are your parents, Featherkit?"

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Its alright!

Thusula. What kind of a name was that? She was more curious about the "Shaman of the winter" Thing, what was that supposed to mean? " Shaman of the winter?" She echoed in a questioning tone.
" My Mom's at the barn." She rolled her eyes like it was the most obvious thing ever, where else would she be? Sometimes she wondered why she never knew her father, did he look like her? Her mother surely didn't. She noticed how awkward the tom was and took a small step back, sitting down. She didn't think he was a threat, if he had wanted to kill her he would've already, but why was he here? Instead of voicing her many questions she swayed her tail, excited to have met a stranger. I bet Rookpaw hasn't done that! She thought of her older friend, excited she had finally done something before the newly named apprentice.

[Thusula]

"It's like. . . a cat who can heal," he mewed. "It sounds ridiculous, but I was trained to deal with death and learned abut what herbs can help with illness and such." Why was he even trying to explain this if Featherkit wouldn't understand most likely?

When she responded that her mother was at the farmhouse, the tom turned around. 'That was my home. . .' He then looked back at the kitten and sighed. "Right. I should have known that."

"So, how long are you and your family planning on staying here, Featherkit?" Mind as well look out for her if she was planning to stay a while, right?

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Featherkit groomed her chest fur nonchalantly, perking up slightly once he explained what he was." So like... a medicine cat?" She questioned. She could see him as a medicine cat, he wasnt keen or built to fight, that much was obvious.
"I guess until the snow melts back home, who knows how long that will take." She groaned at the thought of living in the barn forever, not that she didnt like it here but it just wasnt home. "So where do you live?" Featherkit smiled, she liked this cat, he was nice. Different then her clanmates. At first she found him strange but she was curious now.

[Thusula]

Medicine cat? What a strange name to call a cat. "I guess you might call me that?" he questioned, both him and Featherkit. He was not sure as to what a medicine cat even did, but if that was how Featherkit would understand the term "shaman," so be it. "I umm. . . lived where your family is living now, actually. . ." he muttered,noticing how the kitten was starting to open up to him.

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Featherkit decided that thats what she would think of him as, a medicine cat. She liked the idea of becoming friends with one. "You lived there?" She questioned in disbeleif. But that would have to mean..." Did my clan... drive you out?" She was afraid to hear the answer, that wouldnt start of a friend ship of any sort." Did you have a clan?" She hoped he could keep up with all her questions." Were you a rogue, kittypet?" She didnt think he was, he wasnt fat like most of them.