[BEAR.]

@Flameleaf
(hope this is okay!)

This had to be a joke. Why in StarClan's name would any self-respecting cat send a she-cat of all things on patrol? Their job was to be in the nursery with their mate's kits either growing inside them or suckling at their side. Raising them until they were ready for the life of a warrior or fellow queen. It was disgusting to think some she-cats were permitted to stray from their StarClan Given Duty to play warrior. Warriors were a role meant for toms only, and Peachfuzz would be Condemned if he did not give this ignorant she-cat a lesson on being a productive member of ShadowClan.

Tail lashing, the hefty Maine Coon warrior stalked toward the border between ThunderClan and ShadowClan. He did not give a rat's about the tensions between any of the Clans right now; his focus was on the female accompanying him that was blatantly going against StarClan's Divine Will. "Clovermist," he growled her name, "why are you not in the nursery? A she-cat your age should have gained a mate seasons ago and borne him a few litter of kits. You should be staying in the nursery while us real warriors provide for the Clan."