through the ferns;;

[Spark]

Golden fur swept over the ground. Each delicate pawstep seemed to soar above the ground with her sheer delight. Emerald green eyes sparkled in the broad sunlight. Newleaf was almost here, it tingled in the she-cats every pawstep. It was bated across her breath and it filled her heart and soul. She could taste it, but couldn't yet touch it. Come sooner She thought to herself. Please come soon. Tail flashed over her hindquarters and her smile showed. Fresh holly still dangled from the branches of bushes, covered in snow and drops of fresh water from it thawing. She took this in. This is why they called it HollyClan of course. She walked up to the camp, standing at the ferns. They brushed in her face and clouded her view of the camp. Well, how was she supposed to get in? Unleashing her claws from their hiding place amongst her mitts, she clawed a small hole in the ferns and dropped into the camp. It was rather large for the Clan, and she stepped right in, hoping to StarClan that maybe she would find Cliffstar, the alleged Leader of HollyClan. Her whiskers twitched and nose picked up the scent.

"Hello," she yelled loudly, using her every sense to figure out where Cliffstar was. Her plume of a tail trecked behind her, dragging along the grassy floor. "Is Cliffstar here? Or anyone?"

[.disarray...]

Her ears pricked open as the leader heard some cat calling her name. She got to her paws, pieces of moss falling off the white and golden tabby pelt. Her amber eyes scanned the clearing, until she saw a golden she-cat. Cliffstar's fur prickled with curiousity, as she asked, "Hi, I'm here, what is it you need?

[Spark]

"Hi," She replied, her voice sweet and sappy. But this was regular, her real voice, for all she was an innocent little ingenue anyways. Sweeping her tail over her hindquarter she continued, "I've heard about HollyClan. Could I join? It's all I've come here for," She mewed, soft, as if she might get in trouble. Emerald green eyes blinked almost begginingly to the Leader to let her poor soul into the Clan.

[.disarray...]

Cliffstar smiled, she would not leave a cat out in the forest alone if they wished to join her clan, it was cruel.
"Oh course you can, why don't you go get a piece of fresh kill, and get to know they clan. First though, what is your name?" Her amber gaze was curious about the she-cats past, but she wasn't going to be nosy, if the golden cat did not wish to tell her, she wouldn't make her.

[Spark]

She smiled sweetly, her ears swiveling and tail flicking. "I will Cliffstar.. Thank you," She mewed, emerald eyes twinkling with glee. Spinning on her heels she turned towards the ferns and the memories shot back to her, blinding out Cliffstar's words asking her for her name. They stopped, and she turned around. "Oh, sorry, Honeydrop."

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