#greycloud

Me(and also Fujin) :

You glanced around, you were in some type of forest. Ahead, you spotted a dark grey cat step out of the trees. She glanced in your direction, spotting you instantly. "Welcome, My name is Smokestar, it seems you have wandered onto the territory of the Twisted Trees. Home to three clans, StoneClan, MarshClan, and HillClan." She paused, narrowing her eyes, "perhaps you'd like to join us?" Smokestar led you deeper into the territory, and after awhile once you reached a clearing with three trees that seemed twisted together, the sight nearly took your breath away. Smokestar slowly padded away, sitting beneath the trees.

Smokestar flicked her tail, indicating for you to come closer, "I am leader of StoneClan. We live in a cave, and most of our territory is a forest, as the shade of the treetops feel most at home to us. StoneClan is fierce, once we decide something, we stay by that decision. That being said, we are not heartless, and will help the other clans when dire."

A white tom with blue tabby markings ran up to the two of you, seeming to be annoyed. "Smokestar! You know we were meeting at highnoon! And who is this cat with you?" He then flicks his tail.

 "Well, whatever your name is can wait. My name is Ripplestar, and I am the leader of Hillclan. We live in the moors, and enjoy the feeling of freedom that comes from running in tall grass. We've been going through a bit of trouble with prey recently, but we've been slowly solving it." He waved his paw, turning to where he came from. "Well, we've got one more cat waiting, so might as well meet with him"  

You hear a voice call from just outside the clearing and you all decide to follow it. A few steps away you find a young, messy-furred cat rolling around in some fresh  catmint. He sits up and flashes a wide grin with bits of herbs still sticking to his orange and white pelt. "Oh hey! I started collecting some herbs while I was waiting and got a little... preoccupied. Anyways, I'm Dunepaw, Marshclan's medicine cat. We live in the wetlands around here between the rivers and streams. We Marshclan cats have an appreciation for all the beauty around us and we love to relax. Don't let that demeanor fool you though, we are endlessly skilled when it comes to navigating the water and attacking with precision." You see Dunepaw strike an attack pose and snarl before he sits up and laughs loudly.

"Hope I didn't impress you too much!" You can tell he's still young because he goes back to playing in the grass and trying to pounce on a butterfly.

Smokestar turns back to you, "so, do you wanna join?" Link to join!

This is Greycloud (I'm not British I just don't spell it gray) He/They F-22 Raptor Blueish grey paint He's younger than everyone, he's still growing. Cybertronian equivalent to a teenager. He's hyper and has a taste for danger, he will jump off any surface despite the height of it. He has little regard for personal space He doesn't do sarcasm he takes things very literally but he does like a good joke. He admires Starscream even though Greycloud is an autobot Ratchet is his main caretaker surprisingly, therefore he's not let out often