Blending In (Talonstar)

[Marrowbone]

It was Vitalsilver's turn to be on guard tonight. He kept a lookout from the top of a small boulder perched in front of the waterfall entrance. Despite his rigid on-guard stance, his mind wasn't entirely focussed on the task, and it drifted. It made him think to himself,
"Bah, it's cold out here. Why do I even have to do this? There's been no activity since Renegade attacked. It'd be better if we could at least gaurd inside camp. But no, we're supposed to come out here every night. To get cold and wet."
He shifted slightly on his stone, avoiding the flecks of water splashing up from the pool.
"And I'm getting tired. 'Bet it's perfectly warm in the warriors' nest. Lucky furballs. I hope Smokesmog saved me my favorite spot in the den. That'd be great. Unless a Rogue kills me, or something."
As soon as he heard himself think that he tensed and made a grimmace.
"Okay, Vital, no morbid thoughts like that. Think about the task at paw. You're the best lookout in the Clan. You can spot hawks a mountain away! There's no way Rogues are gettin' to you. O-or maybe a Circuit. Unless they came from behind, or dropped down the mountain, or snuck up from the brambles, or..."
Now his eyes darted back and forth, his claws trying to dig into the rock underfoot to steady his shaking. Vitalsilver didn't have the most stable constitution, and he felt his eyes burn with fear as his paranoia soared. Crouching down he wrapped his tail around his feet and quietly sobbed,
"*Hic* I hate this job. I wanna go back. I wanna go home, I hate this job. I wanna go back to the den with Smokesmog. I wanna go back, I wanna go back..."
[shadow=purple,left,300]"Vitalsilver..."[/shadow]
"EEEEK!"
Without watching where he went, Vitalsilver flung himself off of his perch, towards the voice, a howling ball of fur and outstretched claws. His paws connected with something, sending he and his 'attacker' rolling in a spray of dust.
"VITALSILVER! You had BETTER retract your CLAWS from my FLANK this instant!"
Vitalsilver's eyes were squeezed tightly shut when he went hurdling, and now he slowly opened one to see that his claws were firmly in the side of the senior warrior, Poisondaze, who was glowering at Vitalsilver with unamusement etched on his face.
Whoops.
The younger warrior quickly scrambled away, tail fluffed in shock of both being startled and of attacking a high-ranking officer.
Poisondaze leapt to his paws and narrowed his eyes at Vitalsilver, growling softly,
"As soon as you explain why you just screamed and attacked me, you had better be one very fast little kitten because if I catch up StarClan help you."
"I-I-it... I thought, you... Sneak... R-rogue..."
Vitalsilver muttered stupidly, quite dazed yet. And then he almost leapt straight out of his whiskers as another voice crept up on him without warning.
"You'll be happy to know that you made my ears pop with that shreiking you all did."
An all-too-familiar yellow form hopped up the pathway to the waterfall and the two who just dripped with joy at the moment.
"I can see you two look busy at the moment..."
Cloapr chided, glanced back and forth between the glaring Poisondaze and the fluffed Vitalsilver. This time no bells followed his movements, his collar haven been traded with a blue bandanna, which normally only happened when the weather was cold. Must almost be LeafFall.
"But I'm looking for an audience with Talonstar. Reckon you could locate him for me, unless of course that shrill voice of yours hasn't already woken him up?"

[yellow]

Redspirit awoke. She rolled her eyes in disgust. Can't she have some peace and quiet? She growled and stood up and padded out of the warriors den towards the camp enterance. "Can't you keep things down?" Redspirit hissed as he was within earshot. She grinned slightly when she saw that Poisondaze had been...clawed. Redspirit noticed Clopar. "Oh, it's you. Can't you come when others are actually awake? Or do you plan on annoying us by waking us up at night?" She narrowed her eyes at Clopar. Redspirit disliked him, but that didn't mean she couldn't be friendly. "I do hate to awake our new leader. He needs rest. Besides, your noise," She indicated Poisondaze and Vitalsilver, "problably has already woken him up." Her amber eyes burned with annoyance.

[» Sacrifice]

"Hello there Clopar, Vitalsilver, Posiondaze, Redspirit."
A voice called out, manner lazy, as the black tom gently jumped from the branch he had been sprawled across, observing everything even though he wasn't on guard for the night. It had been a stressful day, thus, making it impossible to fully unwind. He was tired physically, yet mentally, his mind was racing, screaming at him to be awake, and tonight, he was glad that he was out here. Not that the shriek wouldn't have caused him to bolt up suddenly anyway. Tail tip flicking ever so slightly as he glanced at all of the cats, taking in everything that needed to be read, he turned his gaze toward Redspirit, narrowing his orbs ever so slightly. It was alright to be annoyed, but it would be best to keep things a bit, easier.
"Chill Redspirit."
Locking gazes with the she cat for a moment longer, Havoccrypt turned back to Clopar, and the two warriors. As suprised as he was to see the yellow tom, not to mention see the yellow tom so serious about something, it was well hidden behing the poker face that he had adapted, although it was a thin one.

"Follow me."
No need to state the obvious; not to mention that repeats tended to be annoying all the same, and Havoccrypt's temper didn't remain dorment too long, not to mention the fact Talonstar had probably already heard the ruckus that had been created out here, Havoccrypt strode through camp, leaping up to the leader's den, perching on the outer ledge, eyes blazing in the darkness.

"Clopar is here to speak with you."
Without waiting for an answer, the new deputy jumped back down from the stone, landing in a single fluid motion, before finally looking to see if Clopar had followed him or not. Turning, he just studied the yellow tom, ears pulled back ever so slightly, as he thought of his siblings, yes, he had once upon a time had other siblings aside from Aceslash, back when he was a kit, but they had been claimed by the sickness. He only knew of their scents, for their names were buried in the deep hatch of his mind. And yet, he wasn't upset about that, due to the single fact that he had never gotten to know them. Now though, if the sickness took any of his other family, well, then he would probably seek out Clopar and, well, let us just say that things wouldn't be too smooth. Bravery was something which the black tom had in abundance, although it was often mixed with foolishness. Or maybe it really was just foolishness, mixed with eagerness.

((Bad post, sorry. I just thought he should be present, xP))

[yellow]

Redspirit rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She scoffed and then she trotted back to the warriors den and lay awake.

[» Sacrifice]

((Remember, at least five sentences Moss.))

[Marrowbone]

Clopar stared evenly at Redspirit as she spoke,
"Or do you plan on annoying us by waking us up at night?"
One would expect him to say something typically sarcastic or strange in remark, such as,
"Of course! It's all part of my master plan!"
Or,
"Entering a camp at night keeps the wildebeests away."
But instead he meowed humorlessly,
"This just happens to be the time I came."

Poisondaze and Vitalsilver seemed to take little notice of the others, Poisondaze scoffing,
"Well, It's certainly not my fault zippy here squeals at the slightest movement."
While Vitalsilver shirked back, practically blushing through his fur.
"I do not squeal. T-that was a tom-ly yell. 'Sides, you snuck up on me!"

Clopar padded after Havoccrypt when given the cue, brushing past the bickering duo. All the way through the camp and to the leader's den the Circuit had no clever comment or observation. In fact, everything was off about Clopar tonight. He was at his oddest ever-- Just because he seemed shockingly normal. His colors seemed different, his eyes looked strange, every movement wasn't echoed with the sound of bells, and his mouth wasn't even formed in a usual smirk but instead was perfectly lined and serious.
The day he didn't joke about blue raccoons raining from the sky was the day they did, so you should grab your umbrella.
He leapt up to the leader's den next to the deputy, and patiently waited for Talonstar's appearence. He glanced at Havoccrypt, and whether or not he could see what the PewterClan cat thought he gave no sign of it.

[H-a-w-k-i-e]

"Thank you Havoccrypt."
Talonstar's collected, casual voice rang out from his den, before the sleek silvery tom appeared in the entrance of his den, overlooking the stream and the camp. If he had already been aware of the ruckus that Clopar's visit, which he probably had been, since it was pretty hard to stay asleep with the shriek that Vitalsilver had sounded, the new leader didn't say anything. Instead, Talonstar's bright amber gaze danced with amusement as he glanced at the bickering Vitalsilver and Poisondaze, before looking at Clopar, nodding briefly.
"What matter, pray tell, would bring you here to visit Pewterclan on such a fine night? Nothing bad, I hope?"
And he sure hoped not. Talonstar was new here, after all. It wouldn't do much good for his image if something went wrong in the first few moons of his leadership. And Talonstar was rather fond of his image.
Stepping aside a little, he invited the Circuit cat into the shelter of his den.

((Sorry about the shortness. My brain's fried. T_T))

[Marrowbone]

"If there was anything bad going on, I wouldn't tell you."
Clopar cast a glance down below into the camp, catching the glimmer of eyes from the dens as the cats of PewterClan tried to figure out the cause of the commotion.
"I have something to ask of you, Talonstar."
He looked away from the the curious stares, and whisked past Talonstar and Havoccrypt, pointing purple tail at the deputy to indicate that he should be present as well. Clopar cleared a spot in the den to sit, flicking away a stalk of grass with his claws and daintily taking his seat with tail around paws.
He opened his mouth like he was about to speak, hesitated, and turned his head to look at the mouth of the den. His ears perked and swivelled, listening for any intruding sounds, but everything was in the clear. The yellow cat then leaned forward and muttered loud enough for just Talonstar and Havoccrypt to hear, since no one else needed to know at the moment,
"I have come to tell you, I wish to join PewterClan."

((Even though Goldstar is dead- As far as I'm concerned the offer still stands
I hate this post, by the way. Sounded much better in my head >.>))