Given all of the issues at ShadowClan's border, Bumblestar had opted for a solo trip out to Herondive Hollow to make sure nothing else was going on. And if there was, she also wanted to be the one to deal with it. Trespassing, stealing herbs,
consuming cats - and then Dawnstar had the gall to say
ThunderClan was the one causing issues. If she wanted issues, Bumblestar would gladly give them to her, Sunkissed Creek returned or not.
The rain made the tree bridge slick and unsteady. Bumblestar dug her claws in, eyeing the pit below warily. The only thing it had been good for so far was keeping foxes out of the main territory and acting as a holding cell for dead medicine cat attackers. That was another thing - apparently the promise of handing any further rulebreakers over to Dawnstar still wasn't enough reassurance. Did the dark tabby want her to pluck her own eyes out to replace Lostspark's as well each time something happened?
Heavy drops pelted her coat as she hopped down from the fallen log. It was at that point that shouts met her ears, hard to catch over the din of the rainfall but there nonetheless. Bumblestar's fur bristled and she craned her neck to see through the soaked undergrowth. It sounded like it was just over the border...
...why was there a baby out here?
Not really a baby. But the gray tabby Bumblestar saw once she stepped up to the scent markers looked young enough to have just started training, so she might as well be.
"Yo," Bumblestar barked.
"The hell are you doin' out here, shouting like that? You're gonna catch a cold or make yourself fox bait. Get back to your camp, I highly doubt you're supposed to be all the way over here by yourself."
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