A meeting at the border[whitepaw]

[rivaxorus]

Rivaxorus

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The loner had been here before oddly enough, but this time it was along the borderline of the two length rule on the lake, in which she had found out from Kestrelstar, who had given her a little but of new found hope in her family life. Rivaxorus pulled herself out of the water for a moment, her paws were wet from being ankle deep in the water. It was warm lucky enough, and being near Riverclan territory, she was hoping to catch the leader once more, although it was a long shot. The Calico liked the leader, and had a new found respect for the clans that lived here. Riv herself believed in Starclan, though not even Clan born.

"I wonder" Rivaxorus mewed out loud. Sniffing the border, she splayed herself out on her stomach to relax. She dared not cross, because she respected the clan so much. Yet her green eyes searched the water covered land, as her claws dug into the sand. Maybe she would meet another Riverclan cat to talk to. Perhaps some cat to find out more about their life inside the clan and more.

[Breezy-Chan]

A beautiful young silver tabby walked down to the beach parts of RiverClan and walked around in the sand of the lake side. She didn't know what to do with herself since her brother disappeared. Whitepaw had a feeling that he was still alive and some where lost with no help. She wasn't looking in the direction she was heading in and with her blind spot turned that way. Whitepaw wouldn't know what hit her until it was to late. Looking at the lake with her good eye and seeing the scar's of battle o her face and knowing that in that same battle she lost her brother forever. Tears fell down her muzzle at the thoughts of her lose and the fact that she may never get a mate with her face like this or the other scar's she has. Some she-cat menage to never get scar's until after they got a mate or have a true love who will stick with them throw anything. Whitepaw was eight moons old when she got this scar's and hadn't found a lover yet. She saw herself maybe becoming the next Medicine Cat Apprentice because of her half blindness.

[rivaxorus]

Rivaxorus

Rivaxorus stopped for a moment, when she realized she was in the blind spot of a small cat. She looked to be rather young, probably not a warrior, but with scars across one side of her face and on her flank. The loner stood for a moment, hoping that she wasn't in the cats blind spot for long. The cat looked sad, but thoughtful about something, which was common in a lot of cats Riv had helped out in her life time. There was times when a cat just needed someone to share their thoughts to, so they knew someone understood from their point of view.

"It seems like something's bothering you young one." Rivaxorus mildly purred through her throat. Making sure she wasn't coming up as a threat. That was the worse thing, to get a cat on her like catnip. She didn't want to fight, not unless someone really made her mad.

[Breezy-Chan]

Whitepaw gasped at the sound of someone's voice and looked to find an older she-cat. At the purr she hears from the other and see's that no threat was to be seen. Whitepaw calmed down a little and tried to relax while still looking in the water at herself with the ugly scar on her face. Whitepaw didn't think to much about beauty and thought it was on the inside that matter must. But when a scar like this is on someone's face it makes you think "It's so hard some times to think...That his gone and maybe dead for all I know." Whitepaw whispered feeling that for some reason it seem so easy to talk to a stranger about her troubles. Her brother and parents were all dead and it hurt so much to know she was the last of her family standing in RiverClan. Before her mother had dead, the she-cat would always tell her that some times speaking with someone who doesn't know you about your troubles were so easy and it was true. Looking at the older she-cat with her one good blue eye and seeing that it was a calico with pretty green eyes(I think that's right).

[rivaxorus]

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[atrb=background,http://i559.photobucket.com/albums/ss40/Milkyface4455/riv2-3.jpg] The she-cat stopped for a moment, of course a cat she had just met wouldn't share such things with her. Rivaxorus knew to respect that, she looked at the cat and sat down curling her tail across her paws. Riv smiled, the young cat's coat was quiet something to look at. And the scars, they added on as a sign of bravery, as something you could look upon as a strong warrior. Others might not consider it, but Rivaxorus liked the way this cat looked, she had beautiful fur and even more over her eye color was something to marvel at. "You don't have to tell me, after all I'm just a measly loner. My name is Rivaxorus, but you can call me Riv." Rivaxorus was trying to start a conversation. Maybe get to the point where the cat would feel at home in place. The border was an invisible line separating them, but Riv was to make sure she didn't disrespect that line. Unless of course the young cat stepped out to speak with her, which there was no harm in doing that was there.

[Breezy-Chan]

Whitepaw looked at this new cat who says her name is Rivaxorus and than to call her Riv. She looked at the she-cat with what vision she had left from that battle. Whitepaw some times had dreams about that day and other times she chasing after ghost that aren't there. But there was always the voice of her brother calling out her name. Whitepaw wouldn't call it a dream with StarClan at all, more like a nightmare of a scared apprentice who has been hurt badly. Looking again at the she-cat Whitepaw felt that it would be safe to at least speak with her "My names Whitepaw, it's nice to meet you Riv." She said with that frown still in place.

[rivaxorus]

Rivaxorus

This young cat was quiet intriguing actually. She half expected a cat like this to at least question a loner being so close to a Riverclan border. Rivaxorus took an interest in her, it was strange, but she wanted to know more. To make this cat feel better about herself in any way possible. The loner flicked her tail and smiled. "A wise cat once told me, no matter how glim things may seem, Starclan will never put anything in our path we cannot overcome." Rivaxorus said. The she-cat splayed herself against the floor again.

"You have quiet a beautiful coat, wish mine could look that soft" Rivaxorus was not lying, she was telling the truth none the less. And that one wise cat, was none other then Kestrelstar. A cat of glory, a cat to follow, and a worthy leader of a clan such as this. Rivaxorus was glad to have met the cat.

[Breezy-Chan]

Whitepaw looked at the older she-cat and thought if she sensed a lie in her words. There was none at all and realizing what she said made Whitepaw think about it. It was true that StarClan never placed a rock in your path if they didn't think you could handle what came with that rock. It was a good saying and very much true. But Whitepaw still had her worries and wasn't sure if she should base her belief on something like those words. But thinking about it, it made sense some how. Whitepaw blushed when the older said her coat was pretty and soft "I..I.....Thank you...your coat has more color then mine though....it couldn't be that pretty." She said still blushing.

[rivaxorus]

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[atrb=background,http://i559.photobucket.com/albums/ss40/Milkyface4455/riv2-3.jpg] Rivaxorus looked at the she-cat for a moment. She was definitely troubled, and in this world, leaning on each other was the best thing you could do. Faith in starclan was one thing, but having a connection with friends was another. The loner was an odd one, but not odd enough to not know what sympathy was. As the she-cat spoke shyly, a little laugh escaped the loners throat. "It isn't always about having so many different colors. Your silver flows greatly against your surroundings. It's a natural beauty I could never achieve myself." Rivaxorus said, mentioning the silver pattern around the she-cat. The apprentice had unwavering beauty, that was only unique to her, and the praise stood to reason for her. The loner stood up finally and came over to the lake, pressing a paw in it for a quick moment before pulling it out. "You can tell me what's wrong if you want, it helps to talk to others. No matter what the problem is." Rivaxorus said quietly, licking her paw before stroking it over her own fur. The calico was up for a good conversation. Then perhaps, she could scout around for her trail again, she had lost track of how many times she had traveled. Even if she was never able to return home, she would be happy having friends in Riverclan. If she ever decided to join the clan, which was unlikely, she would already have a good reputation there.