What. Deadmoon had been minding her own business, or, more accurately, Windclan's business, marking the border like a normal cat, when all hell broke loose. Heatherwhisker went charging across the border like a maniac, screaming about border crossings and calling the Riverclanners mongrels. She wasn't fond of the fish-eaters, but she didn't really see why they had to be referred to as such. Or attacked. But, if what he said was true, they deserved the trespassing and demanding prey be returned bit. Although that wasn't likely to happen now, seeing as he had taken a swing at one of them, and that molly and what looked to be her apprentice, along with another warrior, reciprocated. The other Riverclan warriors didn't jump on his just yet, and none of her clanmates seemed to have followed Heatherwhisker, but an awful lot of Riverclanners were going after him and it felt a bit stupid to leave him all on his own. But also maybe he would come back once he realized he was outnumbered and being rather stupid? But maybe he wouldn't? She settled for pacing the border right behind him. If he showed no sign of self preservation she supposed she'd have to go in after him and pull him away, or something. Unless things went to full chaos first. @
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