❤Roseclan❤ Every Rose has a thorn OPEN TO NEW JOINERS!!!

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Larkpaw tilted her head to one side. "A-are we allowed?" She still wasn't entirely sure what they could do as apprentices.

*pokes the lurker*]

   Zinniastar watched him as he processed the news, knowing exactly how he felt. She was also devestated when she learned that her entire familiy was gone, even though she had looked for days for survivors before she left for her journey she wished she would have looked harder. As she was watching him something popped into her mind, Flower. She thought, she stepped away from him so now she was standing in front of him. "There's something I need to show you." Everyone in the clan already knew of the powers that she and the medicine cat possessed, but Riverstorm didn't know. She back away from him to get some room, her face now had the look of determination and power. She whispered something and with her mind she thought of the flower that Riverstorm had given her all those moons ago. She watched as a Gaura flower sprouted out of no where in front of the ginger tom, the dainty white blossom swayed in the wind already fully grown. She watched Riverstorm intently to see how he would react to her new powers, she then mewed "The night of the flood I took shelter in a cave and met a cat named flower, she was apparently the protector of Petalclan.... But she wasn't able to save us from the flood." She hesitated, "So to ensure that the new Roseclan would always be safe she gave me and the medicine cat the power to control plants."  

Duskpaw smirk, "As long as we don't get caught we should be fine, I saw Hawkpaw and Meadowpaw go out without a mentor." He giggled "The only out here is a goat, and they wont go near you." He started pad into the territory not waiting for Larkpaw.

[ Wrensong | Warrior ]
Wrensong nodded absently, her mind clouded with thoughts. She doubted they had just met, every word they had said to each other sounded so heavy, full of meaning. That wasn't something you just stumbled upon, especially with loners or rogues. Wrensong sighed and stood up tall once they were far enough away that Zinniastar wouldn't see them until they crossed the bushes. She had been very careful to mask her own scent in the bushes by biting off buds of the roses, it should be enough, especially if no cat was looking for it.
"We're not going to get any answers just wondering," Wrensong said, taking a step towards Zinniastar and the rogue. "Ready?" She asked Mintfang. She had already figured out what she would say, she would greet Zinniastar as if it was a coincidence to find her, then ask about the rogue. She wouldn't act worried or hostile, she would keep her tone as flat as possible when bringing up the rogue.
Wrensong trusted Zinniastar, she had no reason not to. Even so, she had to ask her, she couldn't just walk away. Doubt acted like a disease in clans, it would slowly turn the cat to distrust, and then would spread like wildfire. 

[ Wrensong | Warrior ]
Wrensong headed back towards the rose bushes, a few pawsteps behind Mintfang. He stopped and she took a few more steps forward, being careful to make noise so that Zinniastar would be aware of her presense. "Zinniastar?" Wrensong asked, her voice filling with delight, and a little bit of relief at finally being able to figure out what was going on. She nodded to her leader in respect before shifting her attention to the rogue. "Oh, sorry, who is this?" Wrensong asked, her voice moving closer to it's natural state as she evaluated him, which wasn't a cold tone, but more of a monotone with a slight hint of curiosity. She looked him over, now that she was clear of the bush she could see him in his entirety. He didn't seem like a lot of the rogues she'd seen, most of them had matted fur filled with burs and a wild look in their eyes. He however seemed calm and collected, his fur was neat and well managed. It was a surprise. A welcome one at that, to see that he was similar to the other clan cats eased her mind a bit.

[ Here! Responding now! ]

[ Ah, okay!
You mentioned Mint not hiding his scent, so I was wondering if I should include that..?
Should I? ]

[FINALLY AGAIN OOPS ]

_{Riverstorm's ears pricked, his eyes narrowing. There was the scent of another cat in the air.. and maybe one other? They weren't alone anymore, he was sure of it. But before he could mention anything, he noticed Zinniastar step away. Immediately she caught his attention, her form seemed more tense than before. He had thought she meant they were going somewhere, but it became quickly apparent that she had something to show him right here and now. Without thinking, the tom nodded to her as he watched with a studying gaze. As soon as the flower sprouted at his feet, the tom took a staggering step backwards. Instantly his gaze was looking at her's for an explanation. He's never heard of cats with the ability to summon plants before, or anything at all for the matter. But her elucidation didn't give him much of a reaction, his thoughts were stuck on the protector part though. PetalClan had a protector? His eyes became clouded. He wouldn't blame the cat named Flower, for what happened.. but why hadn't she revealed herself to them before? "At least she was thoughtful." He stated simply. Riverstorm wasn't the type to freak out and exaggerate over something so crucial to of her to reveal. "I think she chose well when she entrusted you with this power." He added on, complimenting her with a bittersweet expression.}

   Once Zinniastar was done showing him her power, she nodded in thanks and then heard rustling coming from the bushes. Wrensong and Mintfang padded out from behind the Rose bushes and she nodded back in greet to Wrensong, she looked back at Riverstorm and padded over to him, giving him a reassuring look. She then cleared her throat to give them the news, "I wasn't born In Roseclan, Actually Roseclan used to be called Petalclan until a flood hit our camp and killed everybody except me and him." She pointed to Riverstorm with her tail, "This is Riverstorm we used to be clan mates, and we still are. " She looked at the tom with a sight of happiness and there was something else behind her gaze but it was to faint to tell what it was. She then looked back at Wrensong and Mintfang with a sad expression, "We are the last original surviving members of Petalclan. " she mewed her voice was filled with the truth. 

[Ill wait for their response ]

merp ]

[ oh sorry c'x I didn't realize you had replied! I went to bed early last night ]
[Wrensong | Warrior]
She was shocked into silence for a moment, but managed to compose herself rather quickly. "I'm sorry," Wrensong said, suddenly very glad that they hadn't tried to defend Zinniastar from the tom. Wrensong trusted everything Zinniastar had said the second she had spoken, as she often did. "It must be hard to return to find your original clan missing," Wrensong continued, her voice soft. She waited a moment and then introduced herself, realizing that she knew his name but he didn't know her name. "I am Wrensong, and this is Mintfang." Wrensong hesitated a moment to see whether or not Zinniastar wanted them to leave them alone to catch up or not.