[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200910/2469f98adb07887f3022e13772e3e49d.png[/img] [b][i]Interacting with [color=fff200]Brindleshade[/color] -- [@blindwoofer][/i] [/b] [hr][/center] [color=E6E9EA]Most MistClan cats had already returned from their morning patrols and whatnot. Not Cloudstep, however. He had taken a bit longer than usual. When he finally did arrive that dewy morning, his paws dragged and he kept his head low, looking rather tired and restless. He tread around the brunt of the camp as to not get in anyone's way before taking a somewhat secluded seat near the warrior's den. The tom hadn't gotten much sleep, his anxieties getting the best of him these past couple of nights. He had joined MistClan only (almost) four moons ago, and still had a heap of adjusting to do. Normally he was good at change.. but with the talk of murders happening all around them, it had become much, much harder for the tom to completely integrate into his new lifestyle. The only thing on his mind everyday was his dear sister, Spider. They left things in uncertainty, and although he had no regrets of choosing clan-life, he yearned for his beloved sibling and wished she could have joined him now, more than ever. Where was she? Was she dead? Alive? Victimized by the murderer, or was she long gone, far away from here? [color=7ea7d8]"Relax, Cloudy,"[/color] a gentle and familiar voice whispered beside him. Cloudstep didn't need to look to his left shoulder to see that the elderly Creekwhisper had taken a seat next to him. She licked at her forepaws and then proceeded to wipe her face, wishing to get clean after this morning's meal. [color=7ea7d8]"And how many times do I have to tell you, you don't need to be so tense when in camp. We are your family now."[/color] The female asserted with a tender yet firm tone. Cloudstep nodded once in agreement, but kept his eyes forward, flicking his tail once in slight frustration. [color=F5FF9C]"I think the others need more time getting used to me. They'll come around eventually,"[/color] he responded patiently. Creekwhisper was truly the only cat he had been completely comfortable with since joining the clan. He had always intrigued her, as she had offered to mentor him as soon as he joined the clan. Despite this, they didn't speak much since he became a warrior, but still had an understanding. She shook her head softly at his response, which was uncertain in her opinion. [color=7ea7d8]"Friendship is two-sided, Cloudy. If you put forth the effort, they'll return it."[/color] Creekwhisper then cut their interaction short. She headbutted him gingerly in goodbye before forcing herself onto her paws once more to mingle with the other cats that morning, doing her usual rounds of greeting the clan. Cloudstep was left to absorb her words, which was a common occurrence. She may be right. He would have to work much harder to form lasting bonds with his new clan mates.. it would take time, though. Right now, he would continue to worry about what became of his sister, and only hope she is thriving on her own, or with other cats she may or may not have met along the way. Seconds later, his attention was caught by Shadestar atop the Poolstone, calling a clan meeting. Cloudstep stood and started to make his way towards the rest of the cats, but again, keeping his frame to the back of the crowd to not disturb the "true" clan cats. Just before he was about to take his seat, he was called over by a demure yet slightly unrecognized voice. It took him a couple of seconds to pick out who exactly was speaking to him, his eyes soon setting onto the physique belonging to the she-cat, Brindleshade. He hoped he had remembered her name correctly, anyway. He hadn't spoken to most of the clan, but had time to observe, so he believed he knew almost everyone's name by now. Cloudstep made his way towards her without a second thought and plopped beside her, smiling subtly. He may be quiet, but he certainly wasn't very awkward. An admirable characteristic of his. Brindleshade sparked conversation, and the tom's eyes searched for the kit in question. He caught a small glimpse of the little one and couldn't help but smile a little harder. For a moment he was reminded of his own kithood, and was excited for the little bugger to finally become an apprentice. Something about the young ones moving onto the next stages of their lives made Cloudstep gleam wholesomely. [color=F5FF9C]"I hope whoever he ends up with can keep up with him,"[/color] he commented in amusement. Cloudstep wondered what it was like to have an apprentice. He hadn't received one yet, and truthfully wasn't entirely sure if he'd be able to handle it. At least not anytime soon..[/color]