Dagger

[Running Wolf]

Wolfstar padded silently into her den and sat down in her nest, waiting for Dagger.

[Dagger]

The black tom moved into the area in front of Wolfstar's den, sitting down and hesitating before he would move in. He'd always been the anti-social type, usually avoiding others, and he wondered again why that was changing. He stood and shook himself lightly, for it was to be expected ever since he'd decided to join the shadeclan. He still didn't know why he'd done so, but it was too late to turn back now, and he'd decided to give this a try. He moved toward the den's entrance, hesitating just once more before he entered and gave a soft meow to let her know he was there. He scented her presence inside and began walking stealthily forward, his paws still not making much sound even inside the tunnel. He lowered himself so that he laid on his belly, bright golden chasms watching her. "Hello again." He meowed quietly to her in his masculine smooth tones.

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[Running Wolf]

Wolfstar gazed at Dagger with unreadable eyes and got out of her nest and went over to him.
"I am Wolfstar." she meowed softly as she sat beside Dagger.

[Dagger]

Dagger watched the grey she-cat as she approached him, his features blank as she sat beside him. He nods his head lightly as she introduced herself. "A pleasure, Wolfstar. I am Daggerclaw, though I prefer Dagger." He meowed quietly back at her. He wondered subconsciously to himself how he was able to speak so well to others despite his anti-social nature.

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[Running Wolf]

Wolfstar nods and layed down and sighed. She looked at her den with worried eyes.

[Dagger]

Golden chasms followed his leader's figure as she laid down, easily noticing the worried look she'd taken on. He tilted his black head to one side slightly, the scar beneath his left eye more visible as he did so. "May I ask what worries you, miss?" He inquired in soft tones.

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[Running Wolf]

"I don't know who to trust in this clan. I trust my Deputy sometimes, and my apprentice, Shadowpaw, and Whitefoot and Darkstorm, and Silverflower. I need another cat that I can trust." Wolfstar meowed and looked up at Dagger.

[Dagger]

The large black tom looked down at the femme as she spoke, sitting up and nodding slightly. "I understand. It's hard to find those you can really trust. This I know from many moons." He told her, looking off now, remembering his past and all he'd lost. He sighed slightly and looked down at the grey she-cat once more, holding his head proudly- without realizing it- and meowed again before he could stop himself. "Well, I assure you, Wolfstar, you can trust me to remain loyal to you for as long as you allow me to stay."

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[Running Wolf]

Wolfstar looked up at Dagger and smiles.
"You may stay, and I'll be glad to have you by my side as a loyal ShadeClan warrior." Wolfstar purred and licked Dagger's ears.

[Dagger]

Dagger noticed her smile, seeing her obvious approval at his words. He hardly believed he'd actually said the words aloud, but clearly, he had, and he knew he meant them. Still, he couldn't help but to wonder why it was that he meant them. He'd promised himself he'd never commit to anything again to avoid pain. 'Oh well, I meant what I said, and no matter what, it's far too late to back out now..' He thought to himself. He listened to her as she purred her words to him, accepting him as a warrior. He suddenly found that he was purring too as she licked his ears, but he caught himself and flicked his ears. Golden chasms landed on his leadess once more as he nodded and meowed. "I will keep my word, Wolfstar. To you and your clan." His chops lifted in a slight grin, something he hadn't done in such a long time. The scar under his left eye danced at the movement of his jaw, the grey color showing against his sleek ebon fur. His figure rippled with his muscular build as he stood, his stance taking on its usual majestic proudness, even as he was unaware of it. He had everything required to be a warrior: size, strength, agility, and experience. Not to mention his ability to retain his patience and hold his temper, and the brightness of his eyes tended to hypnotize his opponent. He would only fight if he had to, but if the need arose, at least he could answer the call. He gazed at the grey femme once more, dipping his head to her in a polite and respectful gesture before he awaited to hear anything else she might need to tell him.

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[Running Wolf]

"Thank you, Dagger. You will be known as Daggerclaw here." Wolfstar purred and licked his muzzle gently.

[Dagger]

Nodding his head to her again, Dagger sat back on his haunches as she licked his muzzle. His golden eyes watched her, seeming to spark in the dim light, hinting at a spirit locked within the barrier he kept around himself for all these moons. Once again, he realized he'd been purring as well, and shut it off, retaining his composure. "Daggerclaw it is, then." He meowed, his tones even softer now as though he were speaking more to himself than to her, though he knew she'd hear it.

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[Running Wolf]

Wolfstar smiled and nosed him alittle then sat beside him again, a small pur could be heard.

[Dagger]

The black tom's maw twitched as she nosed him, and he fought to hide his enjoyment. Surprisingly, he kept his composure, up until the smile found his muzzle and he nosed her shoulder gently as he laid down beside her. He could hear her purrs, and fought the smile away, remembering how his former mate had purred back when she was alive. He sighed, but then smiled slightly up at Wolfstar, though it didn't reach his eyes.

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[Running Wolf]

Wolfstar looked at Daggerclaw, then at nothing in her den, her eyes seemed distant. She was remembering herself when she was a warrior named Wolffang. She sighed at all of the things she used to do to get into trouble, now she couldn't because she was leader. Wolfstar layed her head down softly on her paws.