[Moonraven]

Batglare trailed behind the rest of his clanmates, muscles tenses and claws out. He caught the tail end of what Wolfang was saying but didn't bother helping with scenting or moving the border. He couldn't shake the feeling that this was a bad idea, that WindClan wasn't ready for this fight, and that they were walking right into ShadowClan's paws.

The senior warrior figured that no amount of training would ever make him feel like WindClan was ready for a confrontation with ShadowClan, his last patrol's annihilation made him skeptical. They were going into this raged fueled and temperamental, not that Batglare could really say much considering his constant anger. Still, something felt off to him. Or it could just be old age, either way, he hung back as Wolffang and Owltalon's patrol worked on the border.

"Silentstorm, Coldamber, Crowtooth, Darkclaw, Redspark, and Lightheart. Keep your guards up and a sharp eye on the pine forest. That fact that the toads haven't come croaking at us is concerning, I don't like it." He didn't think Dawnstar or really any ShadowClan cat would just let them move the border like this without a fight. Batglare would rather be safe than sorry.
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