[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Almondpaw enjoyed messing with this she-cat, surprised his face wasn't clawed off yet. What was so bad about letting his paws slip over the boarders? Was she missing the fact he was doing nothing wrong? He didn't care about boarders, they were useless to him. Almondpaw groomed his pelt calmly, his tail swaying with amusement. ThunderClan was too protective, why couldn't everyone just relax? Almondpaw didn't want to fight, just relax and have some friends in other Clans he could meet up with. Almondpaw hoped the she-cat wouldn't want to fight, as he lacked skills for it. She approached, though cautiously, and it surprised him. She kept her paws on her Clan's territory, and his were now on RiverClan's. The stench of ThunderClan hadn't been thoroughly washed from his paws yet, and it made him have to resist crinkling his muzzle in distaste. They stank because of their prey and territory. He hated how they always bashed fish, but he kept his maw shut. "I've never understood why we need borders. All they cause is bloodshed and even death. Every cat is an equal, on either side of the border. It shouldn't matter which Clan you're from. In the end, it all matters how you treat others. And my mentor doesn't care." He replied, (yes, a time to use the quote someone made for him :3) "And besides, aren't you breaking the rules of your mentor? I assume she thinks her cats will follow her orders.." he smirked, seeing no warriors around to escort her. He may be silly, but he knew what was happening around him. "I do" he challenged. "I'm doing no harm putting my paws over your boarder." He mewed, licking his paw with an annoying glint to his eyes. "I have no 'respect', when you live on the streets and fight dogs you can't have respect." He snapped back, eyes blazing. "Respect gets you killed where I left to, and it's not simple to relearn." He growled.


Almondpaw, already annoyed with the she-cat for bringing up that period of time in his life, turned away from her with his tail lashing. He didn't care about warriors, why should he? They were just boring. Almondpaw glanced down at his paws, the ones that stunk of ThunderClan. He was a brave, reckless cat. Heck, he could fight a dog mostly single-pawed! Small ones.. anyways. He thought of boarders as useless and dividing, and he thought they just needlessly seperated catd who were the same. He crossed them recklessly, sometimes warned or ignored, sometimes punished more severely. Almondpaw huffed, gazing at his face in the river. Brown fur, deep amber eyes, a decently attractive cat. He glanced at the molly, then looked away. He didn't have any feelings towards her. He liked Stormpaw.. probably, honestly he thought he did. She seemed to return the feelings, so why ruin it with this ThunderClanner? He was tuning whatever she said out as he thought of Stormpaw, who brought a smile to his face. She was much nicer than this molly, and his best friend.. maybe crush. He was still tuning out as she remained silent, an oblious smile on his face and his eyes glazed as he was in a daydream. He still didn't know her name, but it was the last thought in his mind before she spoke. "Huh - what? Your name? I dunno." He replied, obviously dazed by her voice interrupting his thoughts. "Mmkay, i'll call you a tree then." He replied, a teasing tone in his voice. "So, Tree, if i'm sooooo disruptive putting my paws slightly over the boarder, should I leave?" He asked, his eyes shining with challenge.

Fairypaw was trying to remain calm, but her heart was racing. Her thoughts were jumbled up. She didn't know what to think. Or, what to say. He was such a rude tom! Fairypaw was one of the most politest felines in her clan. She tried her best to follow the rules, and she was always eager to learn more, but this tom was messing with her. Talking like he didn't care. She tried to ask him nicely to leave. To stop being such an idiotic, and to respect the warrior code-Starclan would had wanted that...wouldn't they? Her nose twitched. Couldn't Fish eaters stay on their side of the border anyway? “Yeah-we’re all equals, but it's also just out of respect. It is apart of the warrior code, fish eater. Something that we all follow. Because it is a law.” Of course, Fennelnose had taught her this, upon her first lesson as an new apprentice. The warrior code was important, and it was something that Fairypaw took seriously. “Don't worry about my mentor.” She said, defensively. Fairypaw had rarely been learning things nowadays, and it made the she cat a tad angry. One thing she enjoyed doing was learning. She was a clever feline for a young age, very remarkable and reliable. Other cats felt lucky to have her apart of Thunderclan. Fairypaw was known to serve her clan well. Fairypaw wasn't stupid. She kept her eyes on him. She watched his every move, her breathing hitching every time she did so. She was, by far, not impressed. As she heard his little story, the she cat gave a small snort. “Oh, am I supposed to feel sorry for you?-” her voice was cut off as she flinched from his growl. For a moment, the she cat almost shook. She didn't like to be handled aggressively with. She was not a fighter. She knew how to absorb information rather quickly, but she did not know how to fight. Even if Fennelnose had took her out a few times to do a bit of battle training.

The she cat was quiet for a while, absorbing the male’s movements. Her breathing was still fast, light and soft. She wasn't scared. Long from it, actually. She was simply being thoughtful. One thing she knew was that she couldn't stand this cat. The multi colored feline flicked her tail in annoyance, but her voice was quiet. She had nothing to say at the moment. She watched as he gazed at himself in the river, and she took a step forward. A small step, and bent her head down to stare into the water. She blinked at her face, heaving in a deep sigh. Fairypaw never truly cared about physical attributes as others had. She wasn't the prettiest apprentice in her clan--and, she knew this. But being the mentally admired one? That was something Fairypaw excelled at. She had the brains. She had the smarts. She was very intelligent, and most of the cats knew this. When she looked up from her reflection, the tom was talking to her again. She had refused to tell him her name--so he called her a tree!? Fairypaw felt her fur bristling for a moment. “How rude!” She shouted at him, her ears perked in alarm. Did tom didn't care. He had no respect. None at all. None for the borders. For the laws. For the cats. Not even for Starclan! Fairypaw was ready to stomp away. Allow anyone else to handle this pathetic excuse of a feline, but at his words, she let out a huff. “Please walk away. If you can't do it out of respect, then do it because it's the law.” And, even if he didn't, she was ready to walk away herself. Her yellow eyes were glowing their brightest, little flecks of orange could be seen in them and they shone like two large suns in the sky. But she wasn't mad. She was simply annoyed, and wished she never came to the border in the first place.