[Captain]

Originally Posted by Constellation

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.

Wildfire couldn’t help but give the male on the branch above her a small smirk and slight tilt of her head as he looked at her, the female’s tail swishing back and forth behind her as the two of them seemed to already have something brewing between them - yet she couldn’t place her paw on it. “Without a doubt, love.” Wildfire purred, answering his questioning remark about her being unique. In her mind, everyone was special and unique in their own way, letting them stand out and not come off as just a copy of someone else. The young she-cat gave a small huff of breath, leaning back against the branch slightly. “Mouse-brained tom..” She muttered with jokingly tone to it. So far, his company was alright and she was quite enjoying talking with this Thunderclan male. Wildfire didn’t talk to many cats, but that was her own choice, of course - she didn’t like how most cats never really liked her energetic nature and upbeat personality. The warrior gave a nod of agreement to his words about being quieter over here, smiling and relaxing there with her eyes closed - showing the laidback nature that she usually sported. “If you’d truly want me gone, I would be gone by now, wouldn’t I?” She retorted to his words, not moving when she said so. Wildfire noticed the weight shift on the branch that she was laying on, opening her eyes and noticing him beside her now, looking the she-cat over with shining eyes. She chuckled at this and rolled her eyes, sitting up and smirking at him. “No, I suppose not.” Wildfire remarked, lifting a paw and inspecting her claws, “Though, the smartest choice isn’t always the right one.” She looked at the male for a quiet moment, smiling before looking back out at the forest below. There was a calmed silence that went between the two warriors as they sat there, but Wildfire noticed him scoot closer to her on the branch, her fur touching him practically now. She would’ve given a smartened remark about this, but his question quickly steered the conversation in another direction. “You could say that.” Wildfire murmured, “Many were injured, broken legs, bloody gashes, shock, half-drowned cats - it wasn’t pretty when Shadowclan first was brought into camp. Though the medicine cats are doing the best they can.” Wildfire thought back to the scene that she laid witness to in the clearing before she had fled to the woods. It was a surprise within herself that those apprentices got away with so much when it came to getting into fights with one another. His words drew her away from her thoughts and Wildfire laughed slightly. “Amazing is one word to describe it.” She said, blinking at the tom beside her. “Ah, afraid not. I am not much of a social butterfly - even in my own clan.” The warrior said and tilted her head towards him, “Is there anyone out there that you are worried about or something?” Wildfire didn’t wish to push him, but was curious and took the chance to ask.