A new start (closed)

A new clan was set before her, filled with many new faces to meet and new names to remember. It was all a bit daunting, especially with the amount of cats that seemed to not want her here, but knowing that wouldn't stop Silverwing. Making friends wherever she went always seemed easy, and these Skyclanners wouldn't be too problematic to turn around. She was a naturally charming cat, able to make even the most ornery elders change their tunes. All it would take was time... and a lot of prodding.

The silver molly sat alone, paws kneading at the ground below as she scanned the clearing for potential victims. Earning the favor of her new clanmates wouldn't be an easy task, but if she never got off her tail it would only make things harder for her. Grey eyes landed on a black and white tom. He didn't look like the type to lose his mind over her presence. He would do. Silverwing's spot was left vacant as the she-cat padded over to the tom, a sweet smile plastered on her face. "New is appealing, right? Well being a new clanmate must be really appealing to you. Wanna keep me company for a bit?" That line was weak! If she hadn't already been anticipating failure, Silverwing might have been embarrassed by how stupid she sounded.

A smile? Stars! Silverwing's mouth hung open slightly as the tom spoke, his voice sweet as honey and lovely to her ears. She had expected to be brushed off or admonished for attempting to speak with him, but this? Silverwing hadn't expected this! The prospect of having a truly friendly conversation with one of her new clanmates almost brought tears to the warrior's eyes. Instead, the she-cat's smile grew in intensity. "My, what beautiful words! I'd dare to say they're almost as beautiful as you, even. Getting to stay in the company of such a stunning cat, I can't think of a better way to spend my time." Silverwing happily took the spot offered to her, settling herself next to the tom. Something told the silver molly that the tom wouldn't mind her compliment, the same thing that told her he wouldn't mind her leaning into him. Stars he was warm! The touch drew a deep purr from Silverwing's throat as she began to melt in her spot.

"Crookedlight? What a pretty name." Not as pretty as hers, but she wouldn't risk offending him by saying that. A cat this pretty clearly took pride in his appearance, there was no telling how he would take something like that. "It's very nice to meet you Crookedlight. You already know my name, but allow me to give you a more personal introduction. I'm Silverwing. Former Windclanner, current Skyclan warrior, and your new friend. Any objections?" Hopefully none, but in the end it wouldn't be Crookedlight's choice. He had made the mistake of being kind to her, and now he would be stuck with her whether he liked it or not.

"Don't be sorry, if I never got kicked out I never would have met you or Birdstar. Besides, between you and me I don't think Shrikestar's mate likes me." Actually, she was sure of it. Brackenwing had told her Coyotegrin was the one to start the lies about her situation. Perhaps her removal from Windclan was a good thing.

Silverwing allowed herself a moment to think on that next question. "I think I'm doing fine. I still have no clue how to climb, but I'm at least catching prey. Actually, I've got a question for you. How do you keep track of where you're going out here? There are so many trees I can't figure out where im going half the time."