[lone]

Originally Posted by starfall

Amberwish twitched her nose "Fair enough, and I can handle my own, I'm stronger than I look." she snapped, her fur fluffing with anger as the tom belittled her, 'I'm not some kit who needs protecting! I'm a warrior for Starclan's sake...but he's trying, I guess I should try and be polite too.' she thought, letting out a sigh as she let her fur lie flat, she looked up at the tom through her eyelashes, her amber orbs began to loose their menacing flame, and began to shine instead with friendliness. "My name's Amberwish, nice to meet you." she said, lifting her head so she was looking right in to Falconclaw's eyes, confidence radiating off the molly. She gave the tom a smirk and looked at him in a playful way Leaf-bare must not be your favorite season." she purred, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws, snowflakes sticking to her ginger pelt. She turned her amber gaze up to the clouds and let out a puff of air, forming a mist cloud "I don't really know how to react to my own clanmates after that.....chaos that happened earlier. Sorry if I seemed rude but, you can't just have a normal conversation with anyone anymore, at least not without being suspicious of them." she sighed, anger and sadness washed over the molly, these two emotions she new very well, too well in her opinion. She let out a little laugh and looked at Falconclaw once more, smiling sadly, cocking her head to the side "But, that's enough about that, who do you think's going to be the deputy? Now that Dapplestar is back, I hope she chooses one." she said, the sad smile replaced with a positive grin "There's tons of amazing cats! But.....she may have trust issues with the clan, oh, I hope she chooses quickly! I can't wait to see who gets picked!" she exclaimed, excitement bubbled in the molly. She knew better than to hope that it would be her, but honestly, she didn't mind it, she loved being a warrior, she liked herself the way she is. The molly didn't really strive to become a leader, she didn't really want to be a high rank, when she died she didn't want to be remembered for her rank, but rather for her sacrifice and heart instead. The dark ginger warrior let out a sigh wrapping her tail tighter around herself, dismissing the thoughts that managed to make her way into her mind. She turned her attention back to the tom sitting next to her and smiled, hoping he didn't notice that she spaced out.

Falconclaw's own green hues narrowed once more, the calmness leaving them and he opened his maw to give her a sharp retort before stopping. That wouldn't work. A sharp answer was not the way to speak to a clanmate, and certainly not one like Amberwish...to him, it seemed the more frustrated he was, the angrier she seemed to become. "I never said you couldn't. These cats are not idiots; they are quite intelligent. Not that you aren't, but they are capable of pure evil. You may be able to hold your own but against them you are probably helpless." Falconclaw mewed with an unreadable expression. He guessed that the ginger she cat probably wouldn't take that very well. It wouldn't surprise me. She definitely needs to learn to keep her mouth shut- she'll go too far one day. Offend the wrong cats. And she won't have a single cat on her side to tell her when she's overdoing it- I certainly won't. If she's mousebrained enough to mess with a Dark Forest supporter, she doesn't deserve the protection I can provide. The tom thought with a low hiss, although it was inaudible.
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you, Amberwish. You are quite the...interesting warrior, I suppose. It's not every day I am accused of being a Dark Forest supporter, and it is not every day that I meet a cat as spirited as yourself." Falconclaw mewed with another half smile. It was awkward, and almost painful to watch...though whether that was because of his half smile or because his whole posture was one of discomfort, as though he were hiding some great secret from her. "Oh no, leaf-bare is my absolute favorite season. I absolutely adore the freezing cold and wetness, don't you?" Falconclaw asked. He had meant it as a sarcastic comment, although because of his deeper, more authoritive voice, it sounded quite serious. Anyone who happened to look at him and hear what he had just spoken might have been quite confused, as the two didn't quite add up.
"Yes, I know. That is why I cautioned you against them earlier. I was not trying to offend you and I apologize if I did so. I was simply hoping to discourage you from trying to be a hero. You would do well to remember that these cats are not loyal to ThunderClan. They will not hesitate to attack a clanmate; or rather, as I believe they now view us...traitors." Falconclaw mewed in a calm tone. The tom glanced over at his companion in an almost sly manner, although he did not mean it to come across that way. If anything he was merely trying to see his companion and new acquaintance- a cat he was beginning to consider as a possible friend. She certainly seemed as though she could use one. And Falconclaw knew that he did...he had no friends at the moment, not after the battle. He would never be friends with a Dark Forest supporter. That would be too much of a shock for him to take.


(They are in TC- Dapplestar is leader of WC, so I'm just going to forget that last part.)