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[Dofferz!]

An ordinary day in Mistclan. Or so it seemed? Ravenwing was just finishing up a long Badger Ride with Minnowpaw. Even though his daughter had reached her apprentice age, she would always be his little girl, small enough for Badger Rides whenever she wanted (until she really was too big). Besides, she was a little small, and he was a little big. Something she must of gotten from her mother. The ebony male would speak some farewell to Minnowpaw before she disappeared out of camp with her mentor, Foxflight. He would keep his gaze on her until she slipped behind the waterfall, him finally letting out a gentle exhale and making his own way across the camp. While rest was on his mind, the coming heat of Green-leaf was making it's quick debut, and his think and dark pelt loved to absorb every speck of heat in the air. Even if his paws were tired, was too hot for him to be able to lay down and snooze comfortably.

An ear flicked, and Ravenwing would pace back and forths, working up the motivation to go out and do something. A simple border patrol could get him on his paws and moving, but a dip in the stream would be ever a pleasure to cool off to. Exhaling, he stopped, sitting and rolling onto his back, casting an upside-down gaze across the camp, seeking out his lovely travel victim buddy. And his unfortunate gaze landed on none other then Pebbleshade. Hey, wasn't that the new cat? He had yet to truly introduce himself, and maybe, just maybe, this could be the perfect chance to do just that!

"Hey!" he would cast a friendly yowl, offering the grey tomcat a smile before rolling back onto his feet and shaking his pelt out, trodding over to the smaller. "Wanna go outside for a bit? Lovely day but hot weather. Besides, Green-leaf is just beginning; aughta enjoy the warmth while you can before gets utterly unbearabe!" He would purr, not coming to a halt, but instead making a quick circle around him and starting off towards the waterfall, casting a quick and encouraging glance back over his shoulder. 

Fireflake

[Fireflake]

Pebbleshade of MistClan

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Pebbleshade lingered as far in the shadows as he was able to get, lying down while he sorted through some moss. He stood up slowly once he had finished. Up until today, the warrior had been resting a sprained ankle, obeying Silverfang's recommendation. Now, it seemed to have healed completely. He carried the moss to the entrance of the Warriors' Den and stowed it there.

Pebbleshade pricked his ears when he heard the other tom's yowl. He assumed the warrior was calling to a friend and didn't look up until Ravenwing was much closer. The grey warrior dipped his head to the stranger. He raised it quickly, not taking his pale green eyes off of Ravenwing.

His eyes briefly darted away from the warrior to the entrance before he resumed his staring. Hot weather. It looked sunny outside. Pebbleshade glanced back at his long fur, finally looking away from his new clanmate for more than a heartbeat.

Sun and heat were not usually Pebbleshade's favourite things. Strangers were also not, even if they were his clanmates now. But what better opportunity would he have to turn this cat from a stranger to a friend? He lingered indecisively in the same spot.

What the black warrior said about the warm weather reminded Pebbleshade of a conversation he'd had with a former clanmate and his paws seemed to make the decision for him. He quickly padded after Ravenwing. Pebbleshade stayed a tail-length from the tom, not quite able to trust him yet. "Alright, um-- what's your name?"

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Dofferz!

[Dofferz!]

Ah, so he followed! Ravenwing lightly puffed out his chest, hardly noticeable, but enough for him to express a light amount of pride. Prideful that his little 'trick' (not even a trick, raven, geez) was successful in convincing the warrior to follow him. With a wave of his tail, the male would flash a large smile back over his shoulder, slowing down his pace to allow the warrior to catch up, and he didn't seem to mind as Pebbleshade kept a quick little distance away. "The name is Ravenwing. You're Pebbleshade, right?" he would reply and inquire, lightly coking his head. One cat learning the name of a clan was different then one cat learning the name of one cat. After all, he was new to the clan, and wasn't too hard to pick it up. Looks like he paid more attention to things then he thought.

With a hum, Ravenwing would focus his attention back on the path ahead of them, ears flicking towards the undergrowth where a bird erupted from the grass, making a disappearance into the sky towards the direction of woods. But he bit his lip, drawing his attention away. Hunting in the forest was... not his strong suit. But, "hey, you ever try fishing?"]/b] he would pipe up, rather curious for his answer.

[Fireflake]

Pebbleshade of MistClan

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Pebbleshade nodded to confirm his identity. It had happened often in the short time he'd been staying with the clan. There seemed to be more cats that knew who he was here than in his previous clan. After nodding, he dipped his head and told the other tom, "It's good to meet you, Ravenwing."

He raised his head quickly as he heard leaves rustling ahead. His pale green eyes fixed themselves to the form of a bird as it launched itself upward. He crouched slightly, ready to follow, but he could tell from the lack of a reaction from Ravenwing that the black tom didn't want to. He straightened up.

Fishing? Pebbleshade repeated mentally. "I've grabbed a few minnows in the boggy territory my previous clan used to have," he answered, pushing away nostalgia. There was no use reminiscing about what he used to have when he had something else now. "But no, I don't have much experience fishing."
He flicked an ear in curiosity. What cat dipped his paw into water on purpose? Why not enjoy a proper hunt instead? "Is that a common thing in MistClan?" he inquired.

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Dofferz!

[Dofferz!]

"Minnows eh? slippery little suckers. Little fella hard to grip, but a good challenge if you ask me. Besides, seems as if there's hundreds of them if you luck upon a good spot." he was actually a pretty big fan of minnows, hence his wonderful naming of Minnowpaw. Too bad his daughter didn't seem to share the same interest in the element as he did. Or even Frostpaw, now. The tom was still very proud that his white-pelted daughter seemed to show great interest in the running water like he did. But his mind was getting off track, now, especially since he seemed escort to the newer, blue gray pelted warrior. "No, not many cats do." he would admit, flicking in ear. Foolish warriors didn't know what they were missing.. "But I have to say that even so, we have the best catfish then Ivyclan and Mothclan combined; That's for sure. In all honesty, I find it a fair skill to be cultured in. Just swimming in general." there were great plus sides such as yearlong food long as the river didn't freeze. Even so, water by the waterfall continued churning even on the coldest day of Leaf-bare. Hot days, what better relief then dipping into a cool spring to wet your pelt? Most cats didn't seem to get it.

[Fireflake]

Pebbleshade of MistClan

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Pebbleshade nodded his agreement with Ravenwing's assessment of minnows. His steps became even lighter at this point, which happened often subconsciously when the grey warrior was tense. Great for hunting and fights; not so great for making new friends. It didn't hurt anything, of course, but it definitely wasn't helpful. Pebbleshade was too busy paying attention to the other tom to notice this.

Ravenwing seemed for a few moments to be thinking about something. As hard as he tried, Pebbleshade couldn't read his clanmate's expression or mind. He could only guess that the black tom was recalling a memory of one of these good spots. Looking around, he wondered where exactly they were going. It was nowhere Pebbleshade could recognize yet.

He relaxed a bit when Ravenwing answered his question. So I won't need to be good at that. He'd started to build a mental list of things he would have to learn or get used to in order to be a good MistClan warrior. The tom pricked his ears. It was always nice to hear what made his clan unique and better than the others. "I suppose swimming is a good skill," he conceded hesitantly.

Thinking about it harder, Pebbleshade realized that he could relate to this. Memories rushed through his mind and he purred gently. "I've never tried very hard to hunt fish, but I used to hunt frogs in my old clan," he shared. "Do you do that?"

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Dofferz!