Frostpaw slowly turned and just before he could say anything to the group, something rammed into him- Wildstorm.
"Well, well, a Riverclan apprentice! Twilightstar is gonna LOVE me killing you, little one!" His chuckle suddenly rang out and he aimed a claw strike at sweet little Frostpaw's head, (dude frostpaw isn't dead yet I'mma have something funni happen)but Weaseltooth quickly pulled Frostpaw away in time.
"Keep your rabbity hands off of him!" He snarled at wildstorm. "Where's hawkflight, anyway?"
"Oh, puh-lease! He came onto the territory! And as for hawkflight, she went missing ages ago! I don't know where she is." Wildstorm retorted rudely. His tail lashed.
"I'm sorry!! I scented something wrong and panicked and ran! Please don't hurt me!" Frostpaw begged the large tom known as wildstorm. Suddenly the scent of outsider was able to be scent as a large tom came bounding over.
"Cassie? Where'd you go, Cassie? Oh, hey. Uh, I lost my kit, I can't find her anywhere. Have any of you seen her? She's approximately 4 moons, has green eyes and brown fur, tends to hide in anything grassy..." He asked. Holy crap, it's Michael!
Frostpaw speedily hid behind Weaseltooth with anxiety.