Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160501153439/@comment-33008190-20160504000159

Twigpaw glanced up at the entrance of Marshclan, taking a deep breath and readying himself. This was going to be hard, all these cats staring at him when he...

"Are you going to tell me what we're doing yet?"

Ivory stepped up beside Twigpaw, brushing the ferns out of the way. After a bit more travelling, they had made a few turns and followed the scent trail to the Clan. Now, they were here.

"Look, Ivory. It's a long story, and I PROMISE it will be explained when I do what I have to do.

Ivory looked a bit suspicious still. "Fine. It's just, well, I'm sorry if I'm finding it hard to follow around a Tom I don't even know, into other cats' territories, and he is about to do something that he won't tell me about!"

Twigpaw sighed and turned to her, his paws digging into the stick-littered ground. "I know, I know. This is unfair, and I'm sorry. All I do is apologize and it's seems like a cycle, but I still need you to trust me. After this we can be honest to each other, and find our new home. Okay?"

"Mm. Alright." Ivory readied herself to step into Marshclan camp.

"And, hey. You don't not know me that much."

Twigpaw grinned and took a step forward.

Ivory thought for a moment, recalling how Twigpaw had helped her many times, kept her alive, and been kind to her.

"Good. I'm glad."

And she followed him as he padded into their camp.