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Originally Posted by Bloody Bandit
Thrushwing tensed at the thought of the gathering. It was supposed to be a gathering for peace between the clans, but it was instead a battle. He expected something would go wrong there anyway, but nothing like the Dusk Syndicate to just appear like that. Actually, he didn't expect anything to do with the Dusk Syndicate. "My injuries had been healed during the battle, so there wasn't too much to to bring to Caliapaw." He answered, remembering the now dead Wheatfur tending to him before he passed. He never knew that his death would be near, he was a medicine cat, not a warrior that would jump into a battle and expect that their life may end. Thrushwing assumed that one of the Syndicate cats caught Wheatfur while he was distracted and killed him. "Though, I do wonder what will happen to the Dusk Syndicate. Do you think their leader is planning another attack on the clans?" Thrushwing asked, before plucking out more of the feathers. |
Morningblue shook his head. "It's hard to say what they'll do. They were ordered to disband, but who knows what the actual cats might be up to. I took my apprentice Lynxpaw for a tour of the territory and it occurred to me that they could be about anywhere." It was a nerve-wracking thought. Morningblue had always been able to feel safe in Thunderclan territory, but only Starclan knew how long that could go on with such dangerous cats lurking in the shadows. At least the Syndicate had had a central location. "But then, Thunderclan has another urgent matter to worry about. The grey tom turned his muzzle in the direction of the Windclan border, whisker's twitching. There was a war coming between Thunderclan and Windclan.