Until you crash;Joining thread

[Elk]

Pads hit the lands that were not his own. He did not belong to this Clan, nor any. All he knew was that he wanted to join this 'River Clan'. Elk hadn't been in a clan for almost a year now, and he was of royal blood, so he didn't really need to do anything to be accepted into the Clan. This would be different. Elk came upon a small stream. Something that Elk hated to do, but was good at, was wading through the pools of water.

The Sage Clan's land was similar to these lands. It was a reminder to what he had left. The Sage Clan lands were gained by the enemy Clan called the Nors Clan. Those ungrateful bastards. Elk's grandfather had givin them a slice of the land, and they tryed to take the whole thing, and then they succeeded because of the surprise attack. The Sage Clan. Dead. Gone. His home and memories, gone. Elk had barely survived the attack, but still came upon the decision to become a warrior.

The male's pink pads hit the soft sandy shorline that he found to go into the pool of water. Elk's pale pillers dragged him into the stream, and he doggy paddled to the other side, as soon as he was out, he shook his fur of the loose water. His head dry, and the rest of his body wet, the male was a pale white and a dark ebony. His green optics searched the almost empty lands as he looked for someone to prove his worth to. Elk got onto sturdy ground in the grass before letting his rump hit the ground and his right pillar raised to his mouth as he licked his arm to try and atleast get alittle bit dryer.

Pink nose wrinkled from the smell of other cats. Suddenly, something moved. Elk froze in his poisition to look at what was happening. A faint image of a damned dog flash infront of his optics. He was seeing things again. " damn you." he hissed at himself as he was the only one that knew about his little....Secret..

[grayfur]

ooc: very nice elk. You're the first person who used swear words in their RP.

Dark gray fur stood out against the green of the pines. Dark blue eyes gased threatingly on the newcomer. Elk was not even in RiverClan yet, he could see, but the Clan was full of traitors. Cloudystar was so desperate, she was letting loners join.

His hissed, but kept his head low, hiding from the sparkly waters of the stream. the cat seemed to be delusinating, an odd thing. Everyone in RiverClan was odd. He was the only sound cat.

That traitor. Axel. He was a loner to begin with. He worked for nightmare, who was driven out of RiverClan. Grayfur knew better than to believe a cat gone. Somewhere, Nightmare still lurked, his jaws ready to kill.

The deputy lifted his head to see what the comotion was. Elk seemed to want ti badly enough. Gray stepped out of his safe sanctuary, expposing his dark gray pelt and flashed his menaceful blue eyes which peered at Elk with pure hatred.

He asked cockily,"damn who?"

[Elk]

Was this one hallucinating again? No, this voice sounded different. Elk looked up from his 'dog-incounter'. "damn who?" he voice said. Elk's bod raised and his tail held at a moderate angle. Elk was surprised from the new comer, but this one smelt of the lands. Who was he? A tom no doubt. Pink nosetrals flared as he took in the scent of the cat. That cat looked....Different. It had a gray pelt. One like Elk hadn't seen before.

Elk's personality sucked. As did the words that were aout to come from his mouth. His maw opened and quickly let out sounds that were too low to comprehend. His eyes looking at the ground, his mouth curved into a tough smile. " Now, surley you don't think I was talking to you, my fellow tom." he said and looked back up at the gray tom, his pupils were slits and his green optics focused in on the tom male.

Elk's white pillars lifted his bod from the ground, and he immeadatly shook his fur from the loose water once again. Elk's audits set back abit. They were like this alot, it was like he couldn't control them. His tail flickered and his pillars made him pad foreward towards the male. Not too close, but not too far either. He stayed right in the middle.

[grayfur]

Grayfur sneered, but did not move as the other tom approached him. He had never heard a cat speak those words, and guessed that Elk had been around twolegs before. he lifted his chin and sat down, eyeing Elk suspiciously.

"I'm Grayfur, deputy of RiverClan, the land in which your paws lay," he said sarcastically. he has meant to frighten Elk, but doubted he got anywhere.

"You want to join us, I presume?" he asked the tabby tom. His dark gray fur bristled as he said the words, for he regretted asking them.

He sneered and glanced at Elk. His eyes seemed to be dancing around. This cat had seen some stuff, as Gray was guessing.

[Elk]

Elk smiled his deadly smile. This was weird. Elk was like this, weird. This Gray tom-sat infront of him liked to make faces at Elk. He smiled and chuckled. " Sorry my good tom. I should've said my name earlier. My name is Elk of the Sage Clan. My home was destoried almost one year ago.. And Yes, my good fellow, I am seeking acceptence here." he said to the male gray tom infront of him. Elk kept his distance and he had that big cocky smile on his face.

Again. This image showed in Elk's reality. He looked towards the bushes behind the male. His audits pulled back and his fur on edge. Something was here. Something it was. The wind blow passed the bushes, nothing was there. Elk felt stupid, and he settled down.

He came to the decision to talk to cover up what he had thought was there. " My fellow.....Excuse me....I mean, Grayfur, Does this one need to prove his worth to the clan before I am part? Like, does this one need to take some sort of.....Test?" he asked, his head cocking to the right and his own rump letting him sit down.

[grayfur]

Grayfur closed his eyes in annoyance and gritted his teeth. "No," he said harshly. "I'll just tell... Clo," he said Clo with bitterness as if he hated to mention her. "RiverClan is full of your kind anyway," he muttered sadly.

He glanced at Elk oddly. "My name is Grayfur," he said again, suspicion in his eyes. He shrugged it off and cocked his head.

"You'll be fine. I'll just do it now," he said, sighing. "You'll be Elkheart, but you may be known as Elk if you wish," he said while rolling his eyes.

[Elk]

This was the first time Elk had gotten a longer name. This was insulting to him, but he chose to hide it. The feeling was pushed back and he knew his realy name. His name would be Elk no matter what. His presention name would be Elkheart, but not anything else. If he were to speak to the lead, then he'd call himself by the name he was dubbed.


Elk nodded his head and with a smile he bowed his head slightly. " Thank you my good, Grayfur." he said as his head bowed, his audits back and his optics closed for a slight moment. His green optics showed up again as he looked up. " Grayfur....Am I accepted into this Clan with a rank? Or shall I be rankless?" he asked with a cocked head.

His bod raised from the ground as his wet fur seemed to be more dry now because of the sun.

[grayfur]

Grayfur could sense he didn't like his name. "You have to, Elk, it's part of our customs," he explained. He doubted Elk would ever be a true warrior. He rolled his eyes again, and took a deep breath. "Elk..." he muttered. "You are the second loner to join RiverClan, and I'm sure there will be more. There is nothing I can do about your name."

He cocked his head at Elk's question. He would be a warrior of course, since he seemed of age. "cats will call you Elkheart, noting else. I'm sorry." he dipped his head apologetically. "You will be a warrior. May StarClan be with you," he muttered. he pointed toward the forest. "Come, I must teach you our ways."

[Elk]

Elk looked at this tom expectently. How did the male know that he did not like the name? Elk knew that he wasn't THAT obvious, but somehow this cat, this tom figured that he did not like the name. Elk's audits pulled back as the male started to lecture him. blah, blah, blah the male thought as he saw that that the tom infront of him was rolling his optics at Elk.

Elk took offence to this, but didn't want to offend the tom called Grayfur, so he listened abit. He didn't look like he was offended. Elk would not use this name, and everybody knew it. Elk would use the name that his mother gave to him. Elkheart? Did he look like a Elkheart? Why couldn't he be like....Elkhoof, something other than the heart? Elk wasn't a sweetheart. you could tell this just by looking at him. Elk was scrawny looking, but he wasn't weak. Being on your own for a year help with the muscle developement. Elk looked at the male and nodded his head. " Hey, Not eveybody gets their way. I would like to be called 'Elk' from my friends. Professional relationships belong to Elkheart." he said with a smile.

Getting a new name didn't really help this Schzophranic tom. Getting a new name meant that his personality disorder would have more of a chance to develope and become a active part of Elk. One part would be known as Elkheart, and the other, just plain Elk. This would be enteraining....

Elk looked at the forest that the male pointed to. It was green. Interesting fact to point out, don't you think. Elk knew how to travel in a forest to not be eaten, and because of his hallucinations he had been on high alert lately. Elk bowed his head once more and smiled." I am willing to accept your ways" he spoke as he bowed his head. For now.... he thought and raised his head. He got ready to follow after the tom-cat that had just accepted him.

[grayfur]

Grayfur flattened his ears and gave a small hiss. "if you are not going to accept the ways of Clan-ness," he spat, "I suggest you leave." RiverClan did need more warriors, but this cat seemed queer to him. Grayfur cleared his had and shook it from side to side.

"I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated," he mumbled, and looked away sadly. "A cat like you... he... he stole my love," he whimpered. He looked at Elk again. "he has a one syllable name like yourself. Axel. Cloudystar gave him Axelflame, but everyone is to call him Axel. So he says. Clo has so much affection for him... She used to be mine."
He didn't know why he was spilling his guts to this... loner! they were barbarians, uncivilized cats. Why should he let Elk join? Grayfur didn't know.

"Very well," he huffed. "Your common name will be Elk, and your Formal name will be Elkheart. Agreed?" He smiled at Elk. "Look, I'm trying my best here. Give me a little leeway," he noted cockily and jumped around happily.

Gray knew he was getting carried away. "Um, ok, well, lets move on. You do want to learn, do you? I'll tell you a legend later about a cat like yourself. if you want, that is."

[l.ast of the [wild]s]

Reed stems rustled as another animal shuffled behind them. The plants parted and a slim, muscled figure appeared. Sunlight caused the argent silver fur to shine brightly like polished stone. Dark sapphire orbs glanced around as the tom swiveled his head. The lapis lazuli eyes lit up when the stopped the familiar gray pelt of the RiverClan deputy.

Spikeshard shot forward, his bengal pelt rippling as he ran over to Grayfur. There was a soft, continuous click as the broken claw of the RiverClan warrior shuffled over pebbles. The tom quickly dipped his head in respect to Grayfur and began to speak in a rushed and stammering voice. "Grayfur! Thank StarClan I found you! You'll never guess what happened! Axelflame just collapsed in the camp clearing and I-"

The slim warrior halted and blinked as he gazed at the thin cat just behind Grayfur. The warrior took in the skinny cat's appearance with surprised beryl irises. The strange tom was almost white in appearance save for a few dark markings. Spikeshard flicked his thinly scarred ear and glanced at his deputy with a look of mixed confusion and worry.

Then the argent bengal looked at Elk again. "Who are you?" Spikeshard asked bluntly, bewilderment evident in his voice. The RiverClan tom had not seen Elk at all and his curiosity got the better of him. "I've never seen you before. Are you a rogue or a loner perhaps?"

Or perhaps an intruder? The argent warrior wondered. Dark sapphire orbs widened slightly and Spikeshard flexed his claws with anxiety against the ground. A shiver ran down the tom's backside, causing his resplendent pelt to rise a little. Just how many cats was RiverClan getting in a single day?

[grayfur]

Grayfur looked over at Spikeshard, happy to see him. "Yes, I see. Well thanks for letting me know, Spike," Grayfur muttered, slurring Spike's name. he cocked his head at his question. "Er... he... wants to join," Grayfur mewed humbly.

He stepped in front of Elk, his ears pointed up. He gave a slight growl. "he's fine," the gray cat asured Elk. "Shardy's... a great cat."
ooc: no muse today!

[Elk]

Green Optics nrrowed on the bastard of a tom that was infront of him. While the tom's audits fell back, so did Elk's. His maw opened and let out a small Ttt sound as he spat at the male, then he hissed. Lek had done nothing to make this gray tom freak out on him. Elk's audits pricked as the tom infront of him was shaking his head. Elk was offended yet again.

" Look. You don't have to freaking freak out on every tom you see. I don't act like that." he said, his optics focused on this male. He calmed down a few seconds later as he was contfronted with an explaination for his actions and then he striaghten up and gave the male a small sacastic smile. He looked expectently. He almost rolled his optics, but something moved in the bushes behind the one called 'Grayfur'.

" fuck no...." he muttered to himself and backed away from the male called 'Grayfur'. He shook his head as a bengal looking tom apporched. The male talked to Grayfur. This wasn't a hallucination....He hoped. Atleast it was another cat. He'd prefer it was s she-cat, because Elk felt weird around other males. Uncomfortable if you will...

Elk looked at the male called 'Grayfur' and he nodded his head.." Agreed." He looked at the male who asked his name. " I am in the middle of getting Accepted into RiverClan. My new name is 'Elkheart'. But informally, my name is just 'Elk'. You are?" he asked with a slight bow to his head. His tail flickered and his tail and his optics switched between the two toms infront of him. There was something about.....Axel? This Axel tom was getting in his way, on his nerves. This Axelflame was not getting Elk into this Caln any faster.

Elk looked at the two. " Grayfur, sir, I am ready when you are." he said with a bow of his head.

[l.ast of the [wild]s]

Spikeshard flicked his ears and let his breathing returned to normal. The quick run and the panic had caused him to tire out. The silver bengal gave a sigh and spoke up once more, sapphire eyes shining with welcome. "Well. Greetings Elkheart. If you want me to call you by another name then I will do so. My name's Spikeshard. It's a pleasure to meet you." The RiverClan tom said, dipping his head in formality to Elk.

As the argent tom dipped his head in greeting to Elk, the sunlight shone on the backside of Spikeshard's left ear. A thin, light scar was visible among the darker silver fur. The RiverClan cat then straightened and gestured with his tail, glancing at both Elk and Grayfur with a calmer, yet still cheerful expression. "The camp is this way Elkheart." The silver bengal mewed, sapphire eyes alight with kindness.

Spikeshard then turned around again and began to walk back into the reeds. There was a soft click as his broken right claw padded among the ground and the pebbles. The silver tom disappeared among the reeds soon enough.

[grayfur]

grayfur stepped infront of Spike blocking his path. "I wasn going to do that. I have another job for you," he insisted. he gave Spike a cold glare that told him to back off.

he smiled at Elk. "My, you have a small vocabulary," he muttered. He grabbed the scruff of his fur in hopes of winning him over.

"Spike, I need you to lead a patrol," he told spike, trying to make him feel better. "i want to be in charge of Elk."

Gryfur was mad. he was furious actually. he gave a hiss and beckoned Elk over. "Don't listen to him, Elky," he assured the new warrior.