Look what the cat dragged in.

Leafstorm lead the way to Thunderclan's camp hesitantly, ducking through the bracken tunnel and into the bustling clearing. His tail twitched as he padded to the center of camp, his ears swiveling as he looked around for Blizzardstar or Leopardclaw."Blizzardstar?" He mewed cautiously, shooting Drop-Let a warning glance. "I found someone..." The fluffy tabby turned to the young loner and motioned for her to sit down. "Stay close," He muttered. If Blizzardstar wasn't going to allow Drop-Let to stay, it would be best if she didn't explore the camp.

Droplet sat down. She knew that her best chance was to stay quiet and appear mature. No cat is going to take in a whimpering ball of fur or a destruction machine.

OOC: Next time plz PM me about these topics, I wouldn’t have known this existed if it wasn’t for the TC timeline I’m making….

Blizzardstar was near the warrior’s den surrounded by a couple warriors and some apprentices as she organized some patrols. Her picking was cut short by Leafstorm’s call. She looked at him with curious eyes and gave a couple last instructions to the only senior warrior between them before standing up and getting closer to him “What is it, Leafstorm?” Most leaders probably would’ve felt a bit angry after being interrupted from their duties like this, but Blizzardstar wasn’t one of them. If one of her clanmates had something to discuss with her or even simply needed someone to talk to she wanted to be there for them.