Moonlit Stroll (of doom) [OPEN]

OoC; JK

The WindClan camp was getting depressing. Deciding, as she could not sleep, to take a walk. The moon was high and Silverpelt was very visable. Minteyes could imagine all the loved ones passed and gone working, watching, and predicting. Sending words of wisdom to those who actually could fall soundly asleep. Realizing she had made it to Fourtrees the she-cat stopped and sat underneath the great rock in which leaders past, present, and future have, done, and will stand for many seasons to come.

Mosspelt trotted into Fourtrees and looked up at Greatrock Soon, I'll stand up there he thought smiling.

Dewclaw followed closely at Mosspelt's flank. She'd left her kits sleeping softly under the care of another queen so she could feel free for the first time in moons.

Minteyes being a new warrior was pretty unfamilar with the scents that belowed to each clan. All of a sudden two new scents both of the same clan came into scenting range. The she-cat pushed herself back again the rock to make the shadows blend with her pelt to help hide her. Keeping quiet Minteyes watched the two cats stand together at the rock.

Mosspelt kept staring at the top of the rock until the scent of WindClan reached his nose, "Who's here?" he asked

Dewclaw looked around, scanning the clearing for any sign of another cat. "WindClan." She said queitly. She could certainly smell them, but not see them.

Minteyes debated walking towards the ThunderClan cats and showing herself to them when the one asked who was there. Hackles were raised as the she-cat made her way out into the open to show them who exactly was there.

Embershade padded into the clearing of Fourtrees. She looked around and smelled WindClan, Mosspelt, and Dewclaw. She saw a WindClan cat coming out of a bush. She jumped, scared, and climbed the nearest tree. She waved her tail, signifying to Mosspelt there was a cat coming.

Motion caught her eye as she saw Embershade scamper up a tree. Her whiskers twitched in amusment, as WindClan was not a hostile Clan. Dewclaw dipped her head to the gray cat. "Hello, there." She said in a friendly tone, despite the fact that the other cat had her hackles raised.

Embershade saw Dewclaw greet the other cat. Embershade's claws were unsheathed, holding onto the tree branch.

"Embershade, come down, she's not going to attack us" Mosspelt meowed sternly then meowed (kindly) to Minteyes "Hello, I'm Mosspelt"

Embershade scampered out of the tree. She ran up next to Dewclaw. "Hi, my name's Embershade." She meowed kindly to Minteyes.

Another cat of the same scent came down the slope. Once the cats began trying to talk to her, Minteyes relaxed. All three cats spoke, but only two shared their names. "My name is Minteyes." Her eyes flickered back and forth from cat to cat.

"Hi, Minteyes." Embershade meowed.

"It's nice to meet you, Minteyes. My name is Dewclaw, and we were just out taking a stroll. How is WindClan?" It was almost like a miniature gathering.