The Clan Renaissance

An Alternate Universe Warriors Roleplay

Adderpool lounged comfortably in the warm sun, her black fur soaking up the heat like moss soaked up water. She was fast heading for a doze, having managed a reprieve from her rambunctious kits, who were stuffed full and passed out in the small den that kept them from getting overheated while they slept off their meal. Her mother, father, and siblings were somewhere about- not too far, she was sure. Close enough to be summoned back if something happened. But everything was calm at the moment.

That was, until the voice called out, and Adderpool's head jerked around, half-closed eyes suddenly opening wide as the drowsy lassitude faded. The cat who was approaching- her head raised and tail whisking along behind, not looking like she was intending to be hostile- was a calico, her white fur spotted with black and ginger spots. She gave her name freely, not needing prompting, adding a query as to the location of Adderpool's den.

For a moment the young queen was quiet, her thoughts, as usual, picking apart the greeting and question, reading the stranger's body language, debating her own answer. It wouldn't hurt to reply, she felt sure; there was nothing that made her wary about this open and friendly cat. Nothing to worry about in the words spoken. But how much should she say in return? How much was too much, how much was not enough- how much was just right? Not that she really cared about hurting this cat's feelings; she hardly bothered about that with her own kin, though they were far more used to her frequent blunt statements and thus more forgiving.

Giving a quiet cough before shifting around to face the other she-cat, so that her head wasn't so awkwardly twisted, Adderpool gave a dip of her head in greeting but didn't rise; the bulk of her body remained guarding the den and her sleeping kits. "Well met, Clementine." That was a strange name- was it a kittypet's name? Should she ask? Maybe in a bit. "I do." Her head tipped toward a few other dens dug out in the sandy ground nearby, those of her parents and her siblings. "Here, in fact. My family and I. They're off enjoying the last of the sunlight."

Green eyes blinked at the she-cat, and while she briefly considered adding a question of her own in turn, she didn't. "I've never seen you before." Too blunt? Possibly, but she didn't hurry to offer more words to soothe her statement, only watched, her tail flicking a bit in anticipation of Clementine's reaction to what she might find offensive. Or not? She'd know soon enough. And if she had to, she'd gush the appropriate words to ease the sensitive she-cat's wounded feelings.