BASILFANG
The Dedicated Warrior of Thunderclan
It had been a while since Basilfang had a chance to go and visit her family. With the recent events going on between the clans, such as the issue with the leaders' possessions to Juncostar's death and Shadowclan's subsequent issues after, she hadn't even had a chance to inform her family of her passing her warrior assessment even though it had been a few moons by this point. She hadn't attended a gathering since, nor had she had the time to leave her clanmates and stop by to see her littermates and parents. But now she finally had some time to do so, Basilfang at least wanted to go and see her mother.
Hazelface had always been a she-cat that Basilfang had looked up to. It had been hardest of all to leave her mother behind and refuse joining them in Shadowclan, but the opinionated, determined young molly had been sure her heart belonged with her birth clan. To force herself to live among the oppressive pine trees and the swampy mud which clung to fur and threatened to drag cats down into the depths would leave her uncomfortable at best. Even though she was certain she would be allowed to cross over into Shadowclan territory uncontested, Basilfang sat politely on the side closest to the Thunderclan border, awaiting an oncoming patrol to allow her entry into the territory. With some luck, it would be one of her family who would stop by.
Basilfang was far from the elegant yet slightly-disproportionate kit she had been, she'd grown into her long limbs and her large ears. Her slim figure had gained muscle mass, her long tail had become far more appropriately proportioned to the rest of her body. She was a pretty cat, her pointed features and her strong personality making her one of the stand-out members among Thunderclan's ranks, and her ambitions to one day become a warrior that could become a deputy drove her to become greater and greater, owing her successful training to her dear mentor, Icewing.
As she waited, Basilfang glanced into the water, observing as a small fish whisked past below the surface. She had to wonder how Riverclan did it, fish seemed far too slippery to catch...