ThunderClan Leader's Den

[Spider.]

Risingstorm walked in for the second time this moon his side hurt but was patched up for the most part "Bumblestar?" the warrior said sitting down "early this morning flaming claw atacked me and I killed him" he meowed telling her what happened "it was strange , he said I was a intruder or something, got me pretty good" the warrior said slight pain in his voice he should have just stayed in he nest but no he didn't had to get up and talk too the leader "i saw something in his eyes, something was wrong he wasn't himself, Sorry I know the clan is dealing with a whole bunch right now." he said looking to the side wrapping his tail around his paws

[BEAR.]

It was warmer in here than outside in the storm.

Wolfhive didn't go in too far, soaked to the bone with a puddle forming beneath his paws. He took a long moment to groom out his fur, essentially squeegeeing himself until his fur was mostly dry and he could walk without making a mess.

Then he curled up in the warmth of the nest, shivering as he tried to restore his body heat.

[SuspiciousMindz]

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[Treetiger] | Entity
​ThunderClan Warrior | ThunderClan Entity
Silver Tongue T1 | Monkey's Paw [active] | Worldweaver T2 | Nightmare Fuel T2

[TAKING PLACE BEFORE BUMBLE SET THE NEW RESTRICTIONS]

She hates you. She hates you. She HATES you.

Treetiger bit back her insecurity, the shadow lingering in the corner of her eye as she padded through the camp. Her friend was real. Her friend was REAL! She was right this entire time. She could see it. It was still a new, eerie feeling, but she could see it! No one else seemed to notice it thus far. Did they just accept it as part of her being? Perhaps. She didn't question it right now.

Blood scent would reach the den first, followed by her head poking in. "Bumblestar, I have something to report," she called in, waiting for the leader to stir or invite her in.

Once approved, she'd only take a couple steps in further before addressing the situation. The death of Mushroompaw was still fairly fresh, the loners were not hiding... well, at least Neo wasn't hiding. The tom was prancing around the territory like he owned the place lately, mouse-brain. "I found a loner in the territory. Not sure if it was the one responsible for Mushroompaw, but I killed him anyway."

Gotta cover for Neo's ass again. Best thank me later. Treetiger's bitter thoughts echoed in her mind.

@dino.
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