[BluBunnie]

Originally Posted by Constellation

There no doubt his paws aching. Not the type of painful ache where he needed to rest, but that aching where he was just sitting there. He tried to get their attention, but they continued to fight. Disappointed, clearly he was, but that emotion was glued to the back of his mind as he thought of a way to punish his patrol for acting like...wild animals. Unruly. Like they didn’t have a code to follow. But, like them, he had wanted to jump into the altercation. His claws were unsheathed, tugging at the grass he stood upon. He was ready to barrel into a cat to knock off his clan mate, but before that could even happen, his gaze caught onto the fray between Piperwing and Rabbitpounce. If it wasn’t for the other Molly that stepped into the fight, Passionblaze would had never noticed. He reeled himself forward, coming between Piperwing and The Windclan patrol leader. She looks out of breath... he aimlessly stared at the enemy, a small puncture of guilt unsettling him. When he looked around at the battling felines, he realized this was wrong. This wasn’t their battle to fight...yet. Quickly, he turned his head to look at Piperwing to see if she had any bruises of some sort, then his gaze roamed to Cormorantstone, then Rosebelly. A low growl crawled into his throat until it got louder. The golden flecks in his eyes becoming more visible as he stared incredulously at the group. “STOP!” He shouted. This time incredibly loud that he was pretty positive that the entire forest could hear him. So loud, that he was sure all the prey scurried away from every section of the forest. It came to his understanding, the way this Windclan Molly was slumped about, she was severely wounded. If she were to die, Passionblaze would never forgive himself, even though he didn’t cause her suffering - he was responsible for his patrol. Whatever fault they held, the tom clung to it like it was his own imperfection. Assuming that he managed to get everyone’s attention, he snarled, “This battle has gone on long enough! Look at the all of you, tearing each other apart and for what? Get out of your blood-lusting stupor before someone ends up dying!” Passionblaze gave an uncertain looked towards the Windclan patrol leader. “This wasn’t even supposed to be a battle! All we had to do was one job!” He eyed each of the mollies with an exasperated look in his livid orbs. “All you had was one job!” Passionblaze let out a deep huff. A blow of steam. Obviously he was swearing to Starclan in his head at how mousebrained each of them all was acting. Not to mention himself that if he didn’t notice the condition of one of the cats, he would had gone all out. Consumed by a beast that wasn’t really him. His ears had flicked. Thunderclan needed to leave, but could he really leave a fatally wounded Molly behind? That would stir problems. Passionblaze sighed inwardly. He thought being a warrior was stressful enough. But, being a deputy? That gave him all the more reason for his self-doubt. It was overwhelming!

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A black feline walked across Windclans territory, she was pretty easy to see compared to the brown and yellow colors of her home. She had planned on hunting a bit that day, she would find out in a few moments something more important waiting for you. As she caught she scent of prey, some cat yelling hit her ears. "Stop!"
They had said. Blood rushed through her ears as she followed where he thought the voice came from, that's when the scents hit her. She could tell border patrol had come by, 'But they should've been close to done by now.' She thought. As she followed their scent path the faint scent of blood hit her nose. That's when she burst into a run, it didn't take her long to stumble across a battle between the Thunderclan patrol and Windclans. She looked around at the battle, 'They must've fighting for a while, cats from either sides were slowing down.' She thought. Her eyes landed on Rabbitpounce, anxiety and dread filled Onyxwhipser and that's when she chose to spoke "Stop! Don't you cats see what you're doing?! Does a cat need to die over a border patrol brawl?" She shouted in her most demanding voice, no cat had ever heard the small speak in such a way. She ran over to Rabbitpounce, "She needs Surgestorm! Do you think you can move Rabbitpounce?" She asked.