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A warm chuckle rolled from his broad chest as strong muscles flexed underneath his thick pelt of ivory. It was clear he did not mind her words, so he did not bother trying to defend himself seeing as he didn't see them as a verbal attack. It was common sense that he'd help whoever needed it, as any warrior should, whether it was requested or not, whether it was wanted or not, the tom had his own code and that promise he made all those moons ago to a particular she-cat that still rests heavy on his heart. His somber and aloof yet calm and tranquil air returned as he listened to Owlfeather.
"Starclan works in the oddest of ways, but I think taking our leader away to join them in such trying times like this would be rather cruel." He spoke, not really agree or disagree just stating his opinion. "Incurring Riverclan's fury and dealing with them is frustrating and punishment enough for us to learn from it. I do think this grudge Riverclan is holding on to and the measures they're taking is rather extreme." It's not like they've caused any more trouble since then, it felt like Riverclan was poking and probing Shadowclan just because they could now, to him. However, he was just one view of many. Continuing to mess with a beehive after getting stung once was begging for trouble.
"Whether Riverclan thinks we're weaker or can't defend ourselves, we'll naturally just have to prove them wrong."Riverclan was becoming rather ambitious and aggressive in his eyes, were they trying to replace Shadowclan as the dark-hearted of the clans? His eyes flickered over to his daughter who appeared to be chatting with a small insect, he made a note in his head to search for a proper mentor for her sooner rather than later. His yellow eyes returned to Owlfeather with a thoughtful frown on his maw.

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"Perhaps you're right," Owlfeather sighed, losing herself in thought. What had ShadowClan done to deserve so much trouble? Surely a few vigilante warriors moving the border wasn't punishable by death, was it? Clans moved borders all the time. There would always be some sort of short turf war, squabbling leaders, and that was the end of it. The position that ShadowClan found itself in seemed to extenuate the circumstances. She could only pray to StarClan that this wasn't their doing, and that their clan would survive. They may be disorganized and chaotic now, but she was sure things would resolve eventually. On that last thought, she looked around for Agaveheart, eventually spotting her somewhere in the shadows. She turned to Whiteshadow again.
"Agaveheart is hesitating," she whispered. "I don't blame her; this must be rather difficult. I can't imagine the stress. But what will the other clans think if she waits too long?"

(Not sure if I should tag you in this or not @Cave , but I will just in case you were waiting for someone to notice her)

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Whiteshadow glanced in the direction Owlfeather was looking as she turned away from him. He followed her gaze over to their medicine cat after some time. His frown grew deeper as watched the she-cat, Agaveheart was in a rather delicate position, one that she wasn't ready or suited for but unfortunately it was not something they could change. "This is not something that we can rush, no matter how much we want to improve it." He meowed, returning his eyes to Owlfeather. "Picking a leader just to be done with it or because the other clans urge her won't do, especially with Riverclan's fish-breath breathing down our backs. As senior warriors, all we can do is help relieve as much of her stress as we can, I'm sure Starclan will guide her paws to the right cat, if not I trust she'll make the right decision when the time comes." Whiteshadow answered in a low tone of voice. He didn't see them having much to go on besides that. Faith, trust, and trying to keep the clan together as much as they all could.

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"Yes, I wouldn't want to push her too far, but I'm worried the other clans might." Owlfeather gazed across the clearing with eyes clouded in thought. "We can only hope that those fish-faces leave us alone long enough for us to figure things out for ourselves. We just need time, and everything will settle itself out." She sounded like she was trying to convince herself of what she was saying, rather than Whiteshadow.
"Then again," The old cat continued, "We're ShadowClan. When have we ever let other clans push us around? We'll be ready when we are ready, and not before." She let out a snort of defiance as her pride seemed to return to her. ShadowClan would be fine; she trusted that Agaveheart and StarClan would make sure of it.

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Whiteshadow glanced over to where the clan leaders, their deputies, and Shadowclan's med cat were, considering that Agaveheart didn't let her own clanmates walk all over her he figured she wouldn't let the other clan cats do it either. It was going to be rough giving her background, but he hoped she had enough inner strength, even it wavered at times, to keep her head held high. He knew it was wishful thinking, yet figured it might have been easier if she had brought some senior warriors with her, however, knew that would cause unnecessary trouble with the other clans... Such a tricky situation they were stuck in. His tail tip twitched as he grew amused with Owlfeather's change in mood, her former concerns seemed to melt away as her pride as a Shadowclan cat returned.
"I'm sure Shadowclan will be fine, we'll come out of this stronger than before." He meowed, hoping that they've learned from the mistakes they've made. Whiteshadow looked down at the she-cat, pondering for a moment, it was a little odd that he talk to anyone outside of his little group and even more so took some enjoyment out of the exchange. He would have to seek this she-cat out more often.

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Silktail was only recently made into an elder and he pretty much hated every bit of it aside from the kits always gathering around him for stories. He wished he could be a warrior again, he could still fight perfectly fine and he was fast! But he couldn't blame his leader for making this decision, he was 76 moons after all. Plus, him being a warrior just made the long scar on the side of his face more intimidating and he couldn't carry much prey because he could only control the left side of his mouth. Silktail looked around the gathering, smiling at all the other cats communicating and getting along with one another until he spotted a molly sitting alone watching everyone else. He decided that he had nobody else to talk to so he slowly padded over to the molly and drank in her scent but it took him a moment to register the scent as Shadowclan. He smiled at her and said in his cheerful yet soft voice, "Hey, I spotted you from across the clearing and decided you look just as lonely as I do so I decided why not try to say hi? So hi, my name's Silktail, I'm from RIverclan!"

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The small apprentice had wandered farther away from her father when she noticed him enraptured in a conversation with another senior warrior that wasn't Lunafrost. Her eyes were focused on the small insect that she was currently following around, she was being as careful as she could with not running into any cats. She might have hung around her mentor had she had one, but for now, she was entertaining herself. As she wandered further into the clearing, she paused when a particular set of hind paws and a tail drifted into her line of sight. As her insect friend crawled underneath the cat and away from her, Elfinpaw lifted her head to look at the she-cat she had stopped behind. "Hello, Faithpaw." She meowed to her fellow Shadowclan cat as if they were old friends, a warm smile on her maw with a dreamy expression in her green eyes. "Did you see where it went?"

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