Falconstone's Intro (closed for Kes)

The flame orange tom raced towards fourtrees. After his confrontation with Thrushstar, he seethed with anger. Towards the clan, towards the leader and towards the parents he would never know. Part of him wanted to give the leader a reason to distrust rogues, but he knew he was to loyal to his adoptive clan to do anything to hurt them. It was a momentary frustration and like other time, it would pass. Coming to fourtrees was his solace. In only a few sunrises he would be back here with the cats he had met over the past moon. While they weren't his clanmates and were in fact from enemy clans, he felt like he could trust them even more so than some of the other Shadowclan cats. He hadn't had a way to inform each one there would be a group, given he'd met them all individually, but he hoped that wouldn't be a problem. At first maybe, but he knew they would all grow to like each other as he had.

Flamepaw had lost himself in his thoughts as he ran and before he knew it, he was back in the center of the clearing. It was empty, as usual. However, much like the last few times he'd come, the warrior-aged apprentice could sense he was not alone. Despite the uneasiness, he forced himself to not get defensive. So far every cat he'd met had been friendly, so why would this been any different?

"Hello?" He meowed loudly, calling out to whoever could possibly be there.