So Cardinalpaw had finally shown and- nope. Nope. Not the time Crowtooth would deal with that one later based on if he actually managed to do something in the previous spots the group have visited when he got back to camp. Seriously though, what was Fadingdawn teaching that cat?
For now, idiot outsider and.... Daywhisper? What was Daywhisper doing here?
Narrowing his eyes at the molly just so happening to show up while Crowtooth was here with a patrol and when an apprentice was here the tom idly remembered that she had kids but not a mate in the clan. Not usually an issue, windclan did not care as long as you and the kits you raised in the clan were loyal but it threw this chance into suspicion. Less then if this rogue was a tom but still.... Crowtooth would let this fly for now but if Daywhisper continued to skulk around the borders he'd raise the issue.
For now the tom snarled at the obviously dumb rogue, advancing on Kitkat with claws bared. "So yer daft as well as a thief? Both windclan an' thunderclans border markin's are strong an' clear this land belongs ta someone. An' yet here ya are stealin' valuable herbs that belong ta the clans who's land yer prancin' through. Next time I'd advise ya actually pay attention ta border markin's 'cuz if youre seen again we will be attackin' first fer the insult an' robbery. Fer now yer lucky I got bigger fish ta catch an' are lettin' ya off wit' just a short sprint fer yer life.
So run now an' never come back."
The end of the snarled order was punctuated with a lunge and a warning snap of Crowtooths jaws near Kitkats face, the tom enraged by her blithe words. She'd been herb stealing from windclan or thunderclan or both, herbs that the clan desperately needed to survive. And the deputy knew the borders were clear and well marked, so either she didnt care she was taking from windclan or was so stupid it'd be a mercy to teach her a lesson. If Kitkat didnt bolt now and attempted this again it would end in death for that insult, but for now he'd show mercy.
There were kids present after all.
Stepping away once the rogue was gone Crowtooth turned to Daywhisper, greeting "Mornin' I'd ask ya what yer doin' here right now but frankly it dont matter. Why dont ya make yerself useful Daywhisper an' grab some o' the honey the kids were collectin' from the downed hive an' travel wit' us back to camp. I know Lightningstorm would appreciate it." If she went with him she wouldnt be doing whatever happened to bring her to the border after all, and even if it popped up again as long as it wasnt today Crowtooth would be thankful.
"Ah, thank ya fer the help thunderclan, if ya'd like some honey too Im happy ta kick the hive over the border once my group is done. Stars knows theres always comb left over no matter how many cats ya bring so there'll be some fer ya ta take. Id love ta stay more but I think its best I get the info on riverclan back ta Twi as soon as possible, Im sure ya get it."
The information was of the critical sort so as soon as Crowtooth could wrap up this to tell her the better. If the lack of markings was intentional windclan would need to prepare for whatever riverclan was planning after all.
The young she-cat's plumy black tail swayed playfully behind her as she bounded close to Shockhoney, her gaze remaining on the warrior as she listened with intent. Lavendersong loved a good story, and it seemed like her fellow warrior had more than her fair share of interesting experiences! Her frost colored eyes widened at the mention of the plummet into the sinkhole, but smiled widely at the mention of Wolfhive coming to the rescue. Lucky, she thought to herself. Lavendersong giggled, "Wow, sounds like quite the trip... you're truly brave!" She purred warmly, her voice sincere and gentle, as always, before gazing out into the lustrous meadow that they were steadily approaching ahead.
Wildflowers of different colors, shapes and smells decorated the earth ahead of them as the flowery meadow kissed the shoreline harboring fine sand and rocky cliffs that break the gentle crashing of the mild rolling waves.
Creepingpaw approached the pair off to the side but from behind, not far enough away to where he couldn't overhear Shockhoney's chatter. He chuckled to himself at the image of Shockhoney clumsily falling into the sinkhole, as if he completely forgot that he took a dip not too long ago.
Lavendersong glanced back at her apprentice as he padded closer, her eyes glimmering excitedly, "Isn't it stunning out here?! When I was younger, I would come running out here at night among the fireflies, it felt like I was running on Silverpelt!" She meowed gleefully, almost bouncing on her paws with joy at the recollection of her memories.
And then, with comical timing, Creepingpaw whipped his head towards Shockhoney with a deadpan gaze, "Do you think if you eat enough fireflies, you could see the glow through your belly?" He asked inquisitively as he struggled to hide a smirk.
Brave? Was she? Nobody had called her that before... it was odd. And kind of nice. Grinning, Shockhoney puffed up with pride, a pleased mrrow rumbling through her. "You're right, I guess it was!"
Tilting her head to the side at Lavendersong's recollection, Shockhoney opted to remain silent. She hadn't really... seen many of the fireflies here. But that was probably because she was usually an impatient cat. It was Creepingpaw's inquiry that snapped her back to reality, and she peered over at the apprentice.
Thinking he was serious, Shockhoney's brow furrowed with bewilderment. "I dunno. You try it and tell me if you wanna find out so bad." Was what she said finally, eyeing the tom warily and shooting Lavendersong a questioning glance that attempted to convey a silent 'he won't actually do it, right?'.
With all of ThunderClan's territory landmarks out of the way, it was high time for them to visit the three borders; one for each Clan they shared this forest with. Shockhoney steered them in the direction of Thunderglade first - ThunderClan's border with WindClan.
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Shaking her sleek black head and chuckling in response to her apprentice's bizarre line of questioning, Lavendersong flashed her newfound friend an exasperated look back that silently replied with 'See what I gotta deal with?' Before she glanced back at Creepingpaw as the three of them stood on their paws and began treading the clan boarder towards Thunderglade.
"If you do try it, I'll see to it that your name is changed to Glowingbelly at your ceremony." Lavendersong teased, her laughter ringing like a melodious chime. Creepingpaw rolled his eyes and shook his head, refusing to admit that his mentor's retort was funny even in the slightest.
The trio approached the vast sea of tallgrass that blanketed the fields with smaller trees scattered throughout. Marking the boarder between WindClan and ThunderClan, the tall tree line stood towering over the smaller trees below. Lavendersong pointed her nose towards the earth, then lifted her maw to the sky in an attempt to sniff out scent markings. The likelihood of running into a WindClan cat disrespecting the territory line by crossing over is low, but Creepingpaw hoped otherwise. His lean muscles rippled under his speckled pelt as his vivid green eyes scanned the surrounding area, the green pools of his gaze yearning for violence.
Kitkat backed away, fur bristling.
How dare these cats decide that violence was the best option to get her to leave — she wasn’t some simple-minded clan cat whose only language was violence.
Reluctantly, she stayed outwardly tranquil despite her outrage.
“Very well, I will leave.” She mewed calmly.
With that, she padded off.
Setting down the tendrils of ivy, Fleetsmoke gently nipped off a couple of stems of the herb. She waved her tail in satisfaction, picking up the ivy once more and heading back to camp.
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Daywhisper • She / Her • Windclan Warrior • 35 +moons
Daywhisper listened carefully to her deputy's words, watching carefully and curiously as he handled the loner. She was glad no one was being killed at the border, at least this time...
She turned her attention fully to Crowtooth when he turned to her, she was planning on hunting on her way back but this worked just as well, and with this, she also had the chance to get credit for it "Oh- yeah, for sure!" She said with a nod and a smile.
The Windclan warrior hummed softly as she grabbed a stick and collected as much honey as she could without being bombarded by bees, though most of them had dispersed, either when the hive itself fell or when the apprentices had started taking honey.
Daywhisper had managed to avoid getting stung, and with a respectful nod to Crowtooth she began her trip back to camp. Perhaps once she delivered the honey she'd go hunting with a clanmate or something, she thought.
She paused once more, glancing back at the scene behind her. She noted the loner bristling, relief once more filled the she-cat as the loner finally took off without a fight. This was the best case for everyone. She took a breath before darting off towards camp.
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"C'mon Copperpaw! We ain't waiting around for you." The apprentice hadn't gathered yet, and Wolfhive was tired of the nothingness.
At the border, things were fine... the WindClan scent was a little stale but so was theirs. Wolfhive didn't notice anything immediately concerning. "You think they'll ever change the name?" Given the spot was allegedly named over a shallow victory and the land returned... it just was odd to him the rabbits didn't bother.
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The tabby had gotten distracted during the patrol assignments by an intriguing plant sprouting from beneath a rock nearby, and missed his name being called. By the time his head popped up there were already gathering to leave, and he had no idea which team to join. Thankfully, Wolfhive called out his name just as they were passing by towards the exit, and Copperpaw bounded forward, tagging along eagerly. “Sorry!” he called sheepishly, falling in beside his mentor.
When they arrived, Copperpsw examined the surrounding carefully, very curious. “What’s wrong with the name?” he asked instinctively. Then he realized that perhaps that was singling him out as unknowing or ignorant, and his ears flattened slightly. This was so hard, trying to get info without constantly reminding everyone he knew much less of the clans than them. Oh well, too late now. Might as well learn something.
Not wanting to make the mistake again, Copperpaw watched Wolfhive carefully to figure out what to do. He edged forward slowly, trying to make out the spots where the other clan’s scent most strongly and abruptly stood. Not crossing the imaginary line he drew in his mind between two of such spots, he went to work as well.
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