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Stormcall's eyes flickered--they were devoid of contempt, she had seen plenty of overzealous, ambitious warriors before--she had been one, dreaming of conquest and authority long before she had the experience to temper it.
She inhaled sharply,
"I have personally seen to the ShadowClan border this morning, along with able-bodied warriors. Do you believe I would simply allow a ShadowClan warrior to wander across our border?" she challenged lightly.
The chiseled musculature of her forelimbs and shoulders, and the jagged scar across her cheek all but proved her point.
"Believe me, you are not the only cat in the clan who would just as soon rip their ears off. Sootstar and I may be obligated to diplomacy, but that does not mean that our personal views conflict with yours," she explained, her steely voice lowered,
"But if you doubt my ability to cut down a ShadowClan warrior...I am unopposed to appeasing your concerns." She remarked, claws subconsciously extended.