[Moonraven]

Now, this is what she wanted to hear. Why couldn't he have said this before instead of lying to her like this? As Whispertail explained a little bit more to her...Twilightstar found she still couldn't really deduce what had happened. All that really mattered was that someone's back was crushed and a clanmate was at fault. She wanted to know who, but wasn't going to make them tell her at least not right now.
"WindClan is my responsibility, if there is a cat out there hurt their clanmates, it's not something I can ignore. Hiding it won't help anyone either. If said cat came forth, explained to me what happened, and apologized profusely I may be a bit more lenient. But accident or not, a punishment must be dealt out. " She growled, frustrated.
"You have no right to ask any request of me after wasting my time and lying to my face. You don't seem to understand that you've just lost any trust or faith I put in you as a warrior of WindClan." She didn't like how he was seemingly trying to play this down. Did he not understand how severe this was, lying to her and then withholding information.
"Goldkit, your apprentice ceremony will be delayed for one moon for leaving camp. I don't care whose life you saved, these rules are put in place for your safety. Every action has a consequence and you blindly ignored them." Twilightstar warns. She didn't bother reprimanding the kit further, it would get her nowhere.
"You," she glares at Whispertail "I'll figure out what do with later.
@Echobreeze18 (I got somewhere around two hundred for that post) @Goldwhisker


Twilightstar had no clue what he was talking about, everything she did was fair...most of the time. Once in a blue moon, she liked trying to pull rank, but more often then not, she was pretty fair. Or at least logically fair in her mind.
There was so much laughter in this den. She had once been told that laughter was the greatest medicine. The expression had been lost on her then, she didn't hear nor see a lot of laughter at that age. It had been a time of mourning for her brother, she found no reason to laugh after that for a long time. But recently, spending time with others has seemed she was finding things to smile and laugh at.
It left an almost warm tickle in her chest that she wasn't sure she wanted there. When it left would it be cold? She dismissed her irrelevant thoughts in time to hear something about pigs. The leader has to bite her tongue to keep from making a sarcastic remark about a certain ShadowClan leader. Unforanuatally, Icestar was the largest clan leader and thus the closest to a pig. If word got out she compared the ruthless leader of ShadowClan to a pig trouble might arise so she keeps it to herself, smiling merrily while thinking about it.
Her tongue darts out, not at all certain the point with said action, after Rushingmoor sticks his out at her. It felt like some weird unspoke teasing insult, even though she felt a fool, it was only right she insult him back.
"Oh, a coup? Really?" Her eyes sparkle with enthusiasm at the thought of a coup. She deflates a little when she realizes he's just joking and when she figured that overthrowing her would put Brindlejaw in charge which meant the clan would literally be begging to have her back when they came to the conclusion. " I want to deal with a coup, it could be fun." Her dreams were momentarily crushed right then and there
Naturally, she perks up hearing that he'll work on kidnapping her. That was something to look forward too. She decides to add to his list of tasks she wanted him to do.
"Well you're working on your kidnapping skills, figure out how start-up a coup as well. I think I would very much like to be overthrown." she meows, dead serious. Yup, that sounded brilliant to her.
"Why can't we use a flower?" Twilightstar asked, she didn't get what he meant by cats would talk. What were they talking about and if it was about her they should come to say it to her face so she could deal with it right then and there(like a boss). "I don't really like flowers, they're pretty to look at, but wilt so fast, even so I can put them in my nest and they smell nice." she retorts, being a bit of a diva.
"Plus, when they die I can throw them at cats when annoyed. I can't do that with roc -" she breaks off to think a moment. "Well, actually I can but if I throw rocks at any of the tailless I'm pretty sure Coyotesnarl will get mad and he's being extremely moody and unpredictable as is." Her tone of voice shakes a little as she thinks of the tom. She'd try to avoid annoying that grumpy cat as is.
Her smile is back as she is praised for her lovely idea. The pout flickers along her lips as he's back to the whole liking him thing. Why was he so amused by that? But whatever, let him have his fun. Time to change the subject before she cuffs him.
"Stop being tailless for two seconds and help me figure out how to work out my tournament idea." she sighs, twitching her whiskers. "I believe I've figured out what I want to call this elite team of warriors, I want five of them." she lifts up a dainty paw and unsheathes her claws peering down at them. "If these cats are to help with battles and keeping order or whatnot, I want them to be respected and admired. I think I shall call them Fangs." WindClan's fangs, she quite liked it. Twilightstar was probably getting ahead of herself here, but everyone needed inspiration, and names were one way to get that inspiration flowing. "Their apprentices can be Talons." A rank to be earned rather than given.
@Beau