Moon Has Come Back Fully Grown

Moon nodded his head as he watched Tinypool trot over to Perchfall and Jaystar. After a moment's hesitation he decided to follow her in order to save her some steps walking to and from the deputy and leader and to himself. He really would like to train with this pretty she-cat. The way that her eyes sparkled and looked at him filled him with something that he couldn't quite put his paw on, but it sure was a good feeling.

As the dark furred warrior was talking to the leaders, Moon took a moment to look at the she cat. Her eyes and her soul were beautiful things that reflected the full moon...something that he had always adored and now he was sure that he had seen the moon on the clan grounds in the shape of a cat named Tinypool. He sighed contently and twitched his whiskers, perhaps this is why he cam back on his own.

Dark eyes, devoid of passions like the riverwaters upon a moonless night, fixed upon Tinypool; features devoid of any tells, even when further conversation transpired on behalf of the young Moon, as Jaystar evidently deliberated the quiet-spoken molly with a newly refined attention. If there was any outward indication of such formal proceedings within the bounds of his tiresome head, it was lost to the roiling currents of always lingering irritation oozing from neatly poised muscles. To refuse the tom would be fully within his rights, nor could any seminal authority stand against his judgement- the reality of which was tempting, that which his temperament and nonexistent patience for the unusual situation unfolding before him.

But doing so would likely result in nothing more than an even more acute headache, which already roared within the pounding circuit ways of his nervous systems, and ruffled pride. Besides, what was the true trouble of keeping one more kinship together in the absence of his own? "I am finely aware of the workings that bring those lost back to familiar shores," Jaystar eventually rumbled out, tenuous voice pointed as he made to finally address Tinypool, unblinking wine-dark gaze fixing sharply upon the smaller molly, "but if you wish to take responsibility, I am not one to digress."

Training his own young counterparts, all of which had been born within the security of the Clan and remained there for their lives, had been irksome enough with the constant ear-chewing; he couldn't imagine the burden of handling one such as Moon. Especially with those wayward glances exchanged between the two. "I expect Moon to emerge with nothing but the proper mannerisms of a RiverClan Warrior, Tinypool," Jaystar warned in lieu of a proper dismissal, not entirely keen of continuing the proceedings for much longer, "be certain you provide and instill such qualities. This season is unforgiving, we have no room for those who can not fully adapt."

As soon as Jaystar said that Tinypool could become his mentor he smiled at her and then dipped his head to Jaystar. "I am ever so thankful to you and your kin for letting me back into the clan o wise leader." he said with some fire in his eyes. Jaystar had been fully within his rights to refuse Moon into the clan, but in his mind the way that he had phrased his 'request' was in such a way that if Jaystar did refuse then he would look like a weak leader that would've turned away pure Riverclan blood.