ThunderClan & RiverClan Border

Trotting up after Greystar and pausing to take in a few interesting scents the mature warrior soon drew up beside her, pausing hearing the splashing he half glancing at greystar he noticed she had indeed heard the sound as well. Following her, they both came across a black dog with thick black curls all over his body. He had a puppyish grin on his face and was happily splashing about in the water scaring off the fish and getting himself soaked. A little amused he kept quiet allowing Greystar to talk to him, it'd only confuse the pup if they both began speaking, internally he was pleased he'd only asked Greystar along he wasn't sure how the pup would have reacted if he'd been confronted with a horde of wolves. At least one wolf and one dog wouldn't frighten him too badly, pausing to scratch behind an ear he lowered his paw eventually and waited paitently for the younger male to answer his leaders gentle questions.

In the middle of playing in the water he looked up at the voice, going still seeing a wolf he relaxed somewhat seeing that there was a dog with her. His tail gave a large big wag and rather playfully he bounced over to them although he still remained in the water soaked with it. Panting a little his brown eyes twinkled with happiness, on such a fine bright day who could be unhappy? The Grey wolf had introduced herself as Greystar, from what he remembered Aspenpelt telling him, that meant that she was the leader of a clan and the gentle sounding female infront of him confirmed that fairly quickly. "hiya! I'm Ted, I've been hanging around this area for a while now! Nice to meet cha Greystar! and your friend" his tail flicked water as he wagged it good naturedly "Riverclan... is that a pack with lots of water?" perhaps it was this clan with lots of water that'd become his new family. His abandonment of his two legs still hurt, the chain collar still present about his neck, he was so alone in the world even his new friend Aspenpelt had gone missing.

His brown eyes lit up at the grey hued wolfs response, it sounded great - he loved the water and this place seemed to have a whole lot more of it than where he'd been dumped. Remembering the look on his two leg's face when she'd left him there, he lost a little of his enthusiasm at those memories, however he managed to keep going "Wow that sounds great! Is your pack like a family?" the black curly coated retriever tilted his head at the wolf curiously, naturally open about who he was and his past he added "My two-legs abandoned me on the prairie when stormclan was still around" his tail ceased wagging as he admitted what had happened to him and his folded ears that had been perked forward drooped backwards "I've been trying to find somewhere I can have a family again, oh wait... I'm being too open aren't I? Sorry" he knew that it was weird for him to be able to tell perfect strangers his entire lifes story but it was just part of who he was. He trusted easily and was a kind loyal dog, but he desperately wanted to belong to a family again, to not be so alone in the world. Perhaps Riverclan could give him an opportunity to be happy again, remembering how Rowan had been a close friend and she'd vanished leaving him like everyone always had he had to stop himself from whining. Willow had left him too, he'd tried and tried to find her but he just hadn't been able to find her, so this pack was his hope and dream of being happy and surrounded by those who cared about him and he them.

Soft brown eyes brightened at the grey wolfs words, as she mentioned that this 'clan' thing of theirs was indeed like a family and that they all supported and protected one another. Perhaps this could be someplace he could call home, and be with a family again, she offered him the oppurtunity to spend some time with them before coming to a decision. He nodded as that sounded like a pretty good idea to him, gentle by nature Ted wagged his tail and was about to speak when the world went dark and the water that he'd only just been playing in began to drop. Staring as it got lower and lower, Ted frowned confusedly, it was summer yes but it'd rained only a few days ago enough to keep the river from drying up. Still desperate to come with the wolf and dog, as he longed deeply to be part of something again he spoke once more “I'll Come with you now If thats okay?” perhaps In some stange way he could help, he liked being useful it made him feel good and much less of a failure. If he could be helpful then maybe they'd let him stay and he wouldn't have to be on his own, he was so tired of being on his own, it wasn't any fun and you often got cold too. Shivering a little at the memory of being cold while trying to survive on his own, his thoughts again turned to Rowan missing her with all of his heart. Returning his thoughts and gaze to the gold eyed she wolf who seemed to be in charge he wagged his tail hopefully, the stainless steel collar still chafed away around his neck. The female two leg not having throught about removing it before she'd set him 'free' into the prairie, still he was more than used to it and had learnt how to be careful so he wouldn't get caught and stuck on things.

Storm had been more than content to listen and watch, his keen eye looking over the land scape before ducking off to remark the scents along the border humming to himself as he did so still listening to Greystar and the self proclaimed Ted chatter away. Returning just after the light started to disappear and the world became visible like it was dusk instead of just after sun high, the handsome warrior resisted the urge to glance up towards the sun. Instead he glanced about and started back slowly as the water level of the river that they depended upon for food was dropping alarmingly quick. He shot Greystar a look, they needed to return to the camp and send a patrol to perches flow to see if the river level there was dropping as well. The dog however seemed rather keen to come with them and as they were particularly low on members he thought it was a pretty good idea to let him come with them although he'd back up greystar with whatever she chose

~RiverClan Camp~

The irishwolf hound hadn't said much, hoping he wasn't making a bad impression or being rude he anxiously awaited Greystars response. Grinning like the dork he was, Ted wagged his tail in large big wags around and around, “Okay I'll keep close” he responded happily appearing to have forgotten already that the river had emptied itself with only a puddle remaining. Appearing quite happy go lucky the boy was rather naieve, he knew little about the world but greeted it with his pup like zeal and enthusiasim. He gave the grey wolf space as she turned about preparing to head back to whatever a camp was, on his long legs the retriever kept up as best as he could even with his youth and endless energy, the dog had difficulty with keeping up with a wolf. However Ted didn't let that get him down and merely pushed himself harder, his tongue lollig out the side of his mouth he appeared to heartily enjoy every single second fo the run to where hopefully  his new home would be.

~Riverclan Camp~

Internally he was pleased they were going back to camp, he kept close to Greystar his mind swirling with thoughts on the way back. He was worried about the lack of sun, the draining of the river and whether their clan could survive this so soon before Leaf-bare. The addition of the other dog would be good the clan needed more numbers even if it meant more dogs than wolves. He was a good example of how dogs could thrive within the clans, slipping a little on a muddy patch of earth where a puddle had been before the water was evaporated. When they got to the lake he was relived to see that at least it was still full although now it was shallow enough that they had to wade through it instead of swim. The black dog seemed to enjoy himself and Stormblade couldn't help but think that the pup would get along well with Follyfoot.
~Riverclan Camp~

trotting up to the border he sighed and slowed his pace before turning to look at Misty, his yellow-green eyes glittering “You are captive bred so you cannot know our ways, but barging into a camp and demanding to be allowed to join is considered very rude. You also picked the worst pack for it, Shadowclan favours the strong and cunning. Now, Thunderclan or Riverclan will work for you, they take in wolves that are gentler like yourself Alright? They will teach you how to hunt and become strong like you desire.” the well built male with the impressive scar over his chest looked around noticing how bare the river was of water. There was no mist here, but an eeriee smell came from Thunderclan land that made the fur on his hackles rise a little, deciding to head back to camp to report to Nightstar he nodded in farewell to the stranger whom he hoped would find a good clan and learn to be a true wolf. He himself turned his paws on the road home, this calamity provided opportunity, he headed home for shadowclan
~Shadowclan Camp~

Trotting up he managed to find the wayward apprentice just after the sun rose, sighing and watching her a brief moment, Shadowheart spoke in his quiet voice “Cherrypaw, You need to come back to camp with Berrywhisker and I” Grasping at straws he looked back for Berrywhisker not quite sure what to say to the grief ridden female. Anyone else might have just grabbed the female and dragged her back but that wouldn’t help her right now, so he frowned slightly looking up as the sun started to rise again. Shifting his paws he had the urge to get back to camp, he wanted to head back and make sure Rosestar was alright, that and it wasn’t safe out here, it wasn’t safe at all. Flicking his tail side to side, the shadowy hued male could feel his fur standing on end unsure if he was still being watched or not, it felt like a pair of eyes were burning into him. In the end he couldn’t stand to be there anymore feeling like the very shadows were stalking him, so he moved closer and spoke quietly but calmly “Forgive me for this Cherrypaw, However we need to get you back to camp where you will be safe” before she could get away he grasped her scruff firmly and lifted the six month old apprentice up off of the ground. She still had another year and a half’s worth of growing, and so was little effort for the powerful black male. His jaws held onto her scruff firmly, when Berrywhisker showed her flicked her a quick look before turning and heading back to camp. He moved over the earth quickly, the female barely weighed more than ten kilos which was about the size of a large piece of prey for the large male. Perhaps it wasn’t the best way to get her back but it was the quickest and the safest which if he was honest, was more important to him right about now.
~Thunderclan Camp~
(OOC: Hey cherry theres no way that she’ll be able to get out of his grip, hes much bigger and stronger and as an apprentice she weighs next to nothing C: Shadow is just really worried about Cherrypaw and wants her safe and sound )