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By the fact they were SunClan kits, his newly promoted sons were supposed to be SunClan cats. By the way the Silhouettes worked, Hauntedkit was supposed to be living in SunClan. And though Ryn didn't actually like Bloodystar, he didn't want to ruin this chance, or risk the tom coming after his little rogue group.
He'd been trying to keep up reports for Bloody, one way or other, and had asked Kosma to tell Bloodystar he was returning, with his kits in tow, to begin their SunClan training. Ryn had told Marvelstar it would be fine, that they'd be able to go back and forth and such without problems.
Even still, he warned his kits about SunClan ways. Told them not to speak of MoonClan, except when giving reports, and to only say what he or their mother had given them as approved information. They had to be extraordinarily careful, and they were to let him lead the conversation.
He waited at the SunClan border where it met the gathering place for Bloodystar. Ryn had what information he needed to give to hopefully convince Bloodystar that he was on his side, and he hoped his mother had been trying to convince the leader that he was as loyal as ever. Moreover, he hoped it worked, if she had.
Nocturnepaw sat beside his father's his jaws parted in a yawn. It was definitely passed the time the young cat would usually be in his nest asleep, and the warmth of the sun on his back was only making him more tired as it threatened to lure him to sleep where he sat. He did his best to head his father's warnings, and at the very least he would have no issues keep his mouth shut. He could hardly even keep his eyes open.
Post by strawberrycupid on Feb 2, 2021 23:27:48 GMT -5
Vantapaw sat next to Nocturnepaw, his short dark pelt not showing even a hint of another color in the broad daylight. His dark eyes watched the brush over the border, for any sort of movement. He wouldn't reveal his past actions, that he crossed this borders mere days ago. His claws drummed against the forest floor. While he also had no problem being quiet, he wanted to be awake and pay attention to what his father would say.
