Airplanes 1x1 with Dinah.

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"I wasn't aware I'd be stealing from anyone." Ashclover pointed out. "Up until a second ago I thought no one lived here. It's pretty... eh, monotonous?" He stepped back slightly, eyes wide as the cats moved to drag him, and winced as they tugged at his fur "What are you doing? How do you even navigate in this... What's a trial?"

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batears turned his head to the side to glance at the cat, quickly turning back to the path ahead. he ignored the first question, for to him, it was quite silly. anyone who had known this land would know it's wheat, and it's clearings. to him, it would not be hard to see a river behind a few feet of wheat. though he decided to answer the next.

' a meeting will be called, and you are to step up and defend your actions. if you are found guilty of trespassing and or stealing, you will be exiled to the stonepath. '

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"Okay... that's interesting." Ashclover mumbled in response, wondering what a stonepath was. He considered asking, but figured they'd think he was too unsure of himself.

Which he was. He had no idea what was going on or how he got here. He just knew he'd have to get back at that old human man, taking him to this strange place.

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they had arrived at camp, talldoe and talonclaw's teeth sinking into the fur of the stranger's scuff, securing him from lashing out towards the other cats. batears was the first to arrive, the others not far behind. warriors and apprentices gathered at the stench of the foreign cat among them. they began chattering, queens ushering their kits inside the nursery, mentors standing over their apprentices in a way of protection. the commotion urged spiderstar out of the den, littlerain curiously peering out from the nursery. spiderstar approached the cats, his features twisting into a scrunched expression from the strange smell the cat carried.

' why have you brought him here? '

' he suspect is he one of them, though we are unsure. we have brought him in for trial. '

' very well. he is to be guarded and kept by the empty den, you are not to let him out of your sight.

Littlerain will care for his food and water. '

batears nodded, talldoe and talonclaw dropping him a rather long away from where they stood, they had walked across the camp to one of the darker corners of the barren lake, a small patch of wheat lay down as a sort of bed. they set him on it, talldoe leaving as talonclaw sat. he seemed to be the first guard.

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Ashclover glared daggers at the wheat bed. Wheat, wheat, wheat! Wheat and the sun's heat! It was like living in a nightmare!

He tried to spin a rhyme or two, but besides wheat and heat, and not finding something fitting to match those two with water, he found nothing and frowned, casting his eyes towards Talonclaw. Raising his eyebrows he asked, after some silence. "I still need water, I refuse to do your trial thinggy without it. Okay?"

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talonclaw did not turn, nor did he flinch. he simply stared out, watching the clan, keeping them from the strange cat. or rather, keeping him from them. ' You are now a prisoner of trial, you are not able to refuse anything. ' talonclaw snared, her tail flickering in the air behind him. ' The leader has assigned one of our own to care for your needs, such as water and food. we have sent her out to the river, she will be back shortly with your 'demand'. '

soon enough, he was right. the frosted lilac bi-color entered from the sloped tunnel into the barren lake of a camp, a woven basket of wheat lay between her jaws, filled with water. she turned to see where the cat was being kept, and rushed over, setting the water down. she neatly set herself beside talonclaw, who had been her mentor. they spoke among themselves.

' surely he can't be that bad, you trained me, after all! '

' you were an angel, he's the devil. '

the chattering continued.

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Ashclover stuck his tongue out at Talonclaw when he wasn't looking, then moved to rub flat the ruffled fur on his back with his tongue. It was annoying being tugged, jostle and poked about by these cats, and they'd torn some fur. He grumbled as he groomed, before glancing up curiously as the new cat arrived. He flicked his ears as he noticed the basket... it, too, was made of wheat. This was getting unbelievable!

"The wheat of the field sways gently in the heat, the water in the basket lays cold... at my feet." Ashclover mumbled to himself dully, inching closer to the basket and bending down to drink.

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littlerain blinked at the strange cat behind her, her head craned to look at him. talonclaw heard these words and snarled, whipping his head to the side to look at the cat. ' would you rather no water, nor food til the trial has ended? ' the cat hissed, quickly turning back to face away from the cat. littlerain, on the other hand, stood her ground, looking at the cat and his features.

' you have a name, do you not?
mine is littlerain, '

' you shouldn't tell others your name, not outside the clan, ' talonclaw advised, littlerain only glancing at him.

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"She's being polite, unlike some people." Ashclover said with disdain. This stiff tomcat was really getting on his nerves! Why couldn't they have given him a different guard?

Not giving Talonclaw time to react, he looked to Littlerain and answered. "Up until recently I was named Prince, but depending on who you ask, it's Ashclover- I come from the forests where ash trees grew wild, and the cities where people were kind... and mild." He finished theatrically, flashing a look at Talonclaw.

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' you sound awfully like a clan cat, ' littlerain remarks. ' except I have no preference on these cities, nor these creatures you call people. are they fluffy and white? we might have them n the barn, ' she'd remark, thinking of the wooly creature called a sheep. though she had no idea what a sheep was. so, she assumed it was a 'people'. or perhaps it was this 'city'?

talonclaw only glared at him in response.