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Originally Posted by The Little Robin
The young red-furred warrior continued to watch the Thunderclan male slowly make his way up the tree to get a better view of the so-called trespasser that she was. She scratched her neck with one paw, titling her head to the side with a curious, slightly amused smile on her maw. He hoisted himself up onto another sturdy branch, slightly higher up in the tree than she was and Wildfire couldn’t help but notice how he seemed to stare at her, speechless, it made a lightened blush come onto her muzzle and a polite smile slip onto her maw as she met his eyes. “True, I am someone unlike you have ever seen before - I like saying it that way.” Wildfire said, the warrior watching as he grasped a branch with his two front paws and flashed her a smile of his own. She blinked at the other cat, her long tail twitching as it limply hung off the branch. “Also true, but you see, the camp is so crowded with cats - this place is much more quieter and less hectic.” The red and orange-furred female listened to his words with a raise of her eyebrow and a smirk now resting as her expression. “Wow, so smart for a tom-cat.” Wildfire teased him, looking towards her clan’s land for a moment, “I suppose my company is frowned upon here, which I am not surprised - though I am not really causing any harm, am I? Not interfering with your, strange, activities or stealing prey.” The long-furred Riverclan warrior mentioned, poking the male’s face with one paw. Another bored, dulled expression came onto her face as he explained over and over again how this place was his home and towards the end, Wildfire tilted her head back and gave another quick roll of her eyes. ‘You really want me to leave that badly, love?” She said, not looking at the tom as she said this and lazily watching a few leaves sway in the light breeze above her. His question, however, made Wildfire look towards him for a moment. “Yep. The whole clan in Riverclan’s camp. The Medicine Den is packed with injured and apprentices are getting into fights.. It’s pure chaos. Why would I be out here if that wasn’t the case?” Wildfire murmured, but it was just a mere excuse - she loved to explore and break the border ruling. That was her true reason to be out here. |
Once Tigerbreeze felt that he was comfortable in the tree, he allowed his tail to wrap around one branch, balancing himself as he lowered his body into a lazy position; one paw dangling from the tree, and the other delicately in front of him, a claw scratching at the bark. It was known that Thunderclanners loved climbing trees. They excelled at it. A specialty really. He flicked his ears, staring down at the she cat with a twitch of his whiskers.
“Ah, so you're like-- what?” He paused, thinking of the correct word to say to her. Extraordinary? Probably not. It was a compliment and all, but she didn't seem like an extraordinary cat. Now, that he thought about; extra and ordinary? This she cat...didn't even look ordinary. She looked troubling. Like a troublemaker.
“Unique, in a sense?” He asked, a small smirk playing on his maw.
“I kinda like that! I'm more...different too, you know-- I like saying it that way.” He mocked her. Indeed, he was a charmer, but he knew his limits when it came to being too friendly with unwanted company. The right thing would had been to escort her out-- rather forcefully than he needed to. She had a vibe to her that Tigerbreeze found himself liking. He could be her friend. Or, at least try to. His eyes stared into the commoner’s land. Though he heard her words, that didn't give her an excuse to barge into their territory and not expect to face the consequences.
“It is quieter over here…” He trailed off, thinking more about Windclan. There were more cats at that border more than anything else. Snowstar didn't really have any problems with Russetstar--hopefully.
“Still not a reason for you to be here though.” He said, grunting as he sat up on the branch, allowing the sun to softly glow on his striped pelt, which was glossy, considering the amount of time he groomed it. He smirked at her teasing comment, but replied back with nothing, simply allowing a soft breeze to engulf them. But when she spoke again, Tigerbreeze looked down at her, giving her an odd look.
“You should be lucky I didn't claw your ears off,” he muttered.
“That would had been the right punishment for being in her territory. I'm trying to help you out!” He bent down on the branch, leaping until he caught hold of her branch. Now, that he was next to her, the tom looked the she cat over.
“If you think about it, I'm helping you. What if someone from Thunderclan came and seen you in this tree, on our territory? Tsk, tsk, wouldn't be a smart move, would it?” He purred, proudly. A deep rumble in his chest. When she mentioned Shadowclan, a small smile crept onto his maw. This was the perfect place that he could be meeting with Desertpaw until they were ready to move back into their own lands. Oh, how he missed her! Turning back to his companion, Tigerbreeze scooted a tad close to her. The flecks of her fur, tickled him lightly, but he didn't look at her.
“So Shadowclan settled in nicely, eh?” He asked. It was of a casual question. One that he wanted to ask about a certain someone but didn't want to be too odd at asking it. After all, he was breaking the warrior code just as much as she was. Though his punishment had to be far worse. Now, that he knew this, Tigerbreeze couldn't tell her about Desertpaw. He couldn't ask outright about the she cat. Something would had been up if he did so. So, he talked to her as if she were a friend. Maybe use a little bit of his charming personality to make his words seem...less suspicious.
“That sounds amazing, though I understand how it must feel with all the tight air and the fact that you have to share dens with those...reptile eaters.” He said lowly, whispering into her ear and giving off a deep chuckle.
“Have you...met any of them yet?” He asked. Maybe she ran into Desertpaw. He could only hope for something that he definitely wasn't true. Yet, he still tried. He just wanted to know-- specifically-- if she made it.