mountainsound was his name, and boy did he love it. he had never been outside of his cave before, but now, the old cat was out. moss was clinging to his fur, but it was normal for him. his ears were torn and he was half-blind, but all was well.
the tabby tom walked into deerclan territory, jaws hanging as he sat down, calling out, "hello, deerclan! my name is mountainsound and i'm here to join!" he looked around expectantly, huffing.
Dewstar padded over, hearing the voice of the intruder. "Hello, Mountainsound," she greeted, dipping her head in hello. "If you would like to join, simply swear your loyalty and then you can be considered a warrior of the clan." A newcomer! That was great to see.
mountainsound blinked at dewstar, and grinned happily. "i know that y'all don't think much of oldies like me, but thank you for considering, ma'am." the tabby purred, nodding happily. yeah, he loved making speeches like this.
he looked around them, then said, "i swear loyalty to deerclan." mountainsound swore, eyes sparkling as he showed his chipped teeth.
he shook his head as she called him 'sir'. "no, ma'am. no need to call me sir. just mountainsound. but yes, i would like a tour." mountainsound said, closing his mouth to smile. ah, so she was a leader, eh? he dipped his head, letting it hang so that it showed he respected her.