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[RHINESTONE.]

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

It seemed as though Palmclan had a penchant for attracting massive prehistoric beasts, if prior history was anything to go by. First had been Stormspine, and then an entire massive crowd of the beasts had begun to show up, shocking all those that lived within the beach-dwelling group. Not that Rhinestone was particularly complaining, considering he was always glad to welcome them in regardless of their species. Some within the group still liked to cause trouble and bemoan the situation as a whole, but they were thankfully in the minority, something that Rhine liked to think he had fostered. Yes, Palmclan was indeed meant to be a traditional group, but that didn't mean they had to be bigoted. Besides, it wasn't as if anyone from Starclan had come down to scold or curse them for letting in members that were non-feline. Not that Rhinestone had heard much of anything from Starclan lately, even after he had initially taken up the reigns of the group.

The rust colored feline had been out on a patrol when he practically stumbled upon Vil, initially not even seeing the other against the backdrop of the trees and sand. However, once he took notice of the large reptile, Rhine found himself stiffening up in fear. It took a moment of slow breaths before he was able to move again, reassuring himself that the other didn't seem to be threatening anyone. At least, not yet. With this in mind, Rhinestone padded over so that he was in front of Vil, offering the larger male a crooked smile. It was only a moment before he questioned, feeling a bit anxious about the creature before him and the twisting trees around them, "Hello... I don't believe I've ever seen anyone like you around here before. My name is Rhinestonestar, and I'm the leader of the group whose territory you're on, Palmclan. Could you provide me with your name, and why you're here? If it's just for food... that's understandable." He hoped the other would actually be able to understand and speak their language, considering how Drifting had arrived with only the barest grasp on it.

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— Reggan