- "Hurry up slowpoke!" Claywhistle cried, needling Resinstar with paws that simply went through his pelt. You're acting like an impatient kit. I thought you were supposed to be the 'mature spirit guide' or something," Resinstar joked in response. He got a mischievous snort in response. "Mature? Me? I am positively insulted. But seriously pick up the pace. The gathering is the best night of the moon, no kitten." The Clayclan leader protested his ghost companion's incredibly lame pun put did in fact pick up the pace. They were soon beyond the confines of Beechclan territory and atop the cusp of the gathering hollow. Crossing the border had been a moment of held breath since Claywhistle had warned he hadn't been able to leave until he had appeared to lead Resinstar, but thankfully they both crossed the river easily. "Here we are!" Claywhistle bounded down the slope towards the crowd of cats leaving Resinstar to fumble after him.
"You are way too fast for a dead cat," Resinstar gasped. "Well I don't have anybody to hold me back. Also shoosh, everyone'll think you're crazy if you talk to the air." "Oh right." The leader had gotten so used to just being with Claywhistle that he had forgotten talking to him came across as weird to the other cats who couldn't see the former Beechclan warrior. "Yeah I'd just keep mum about the whole 'I see ghosts' thing for now. That's kind of a second date thing, hey wait don't go over there!" Claywhistle thrust his immaterial body between Resinstar and the leader's rock. "You don't want to talk to the leaders! Not yet anyways. Chat with the warriors and apprentices, you learn way more that way. If anyone asks you might want to give a warrior name too." Resinstar gave his friend an odd look. "I'm not going undercover. Talking to warriors and such sounds like a fine idea but I'm not ging to lie." Claywhistle gave a slightly confused shrug. He didn't really understand Resinstar's reluctance to fib but it didn't really matter to him. "Okay it was just a suggestion. Hey, why don't you go talk to that nice tom over there?"
Resinstar took his friend's advice, happy to pad over to the ginger tabby who smelled of forests. "Hey I'm Resinstar. You look familiar, have I seen you somewhere? Maybe my dreams?" Despite being made of nothing but invisible shadow and stardust Claywhistle audibly face-pawed besides him. "Do you have to flirt with everything that breathes?"
「Resinstar tagging Foxpounce of Leafclan」
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