{ Welcome to WindClan -- The Moor Runners } { open }

The way he talked made her wonder what his motives might be. Maybe he was just a wondering tom? But he knew about borders and that he shouldn't go past them. What was that about tribes? And why is he bowing? I'm no one special. Turtlewing calmed herself down for a moment,"I am Turtlewing. I'm sorry for my rude introduction but I have to question anyone near our borders. I will have to ask you why you are here." She looked at him with her stormy gray eyes, curiosity showing greatly. She wanted to know what he was doing here.

{ Cool! Thanks for joining! I hate the coding on here }

(No prob Bear! I was able to squeeze him in..... )

Rye watched, pondering what the she cat was thinking about. There us question in there..... "Nice to meet you, Turtlewing. It isn't rude at all! It's to be expected of a Clan. Your ways actually helped improve the Tribe. I am questioning why to go to your Clan. Perhaps StarClan will show me the way? Or, maybe the Tribe of Endless Hunting. Anyways, my home is now in the meadow past that drop." He flicked his tail backwards. "Let's say it's something I learned to scale. I can go now if you like."