[Random Melody]

Originally Posted by tawny~

Alderscreech wasn't very happy with the situation at the moment. It wasn't a pleasant one, and it wouldn't ever be a pleasant one. The thing was the trees, and ThunderClan as a whole. Trees were most of it really, anyways, since trees, trees were bad omens, to her, really. Trees were not her favorite either, and she hated to be near them, close to them, and around them as a whole. Bad omens they were indeed. The ginger tabby huffed as she slid into the camp. Surrounded, exposed, outnumbered, and vulnerable, that was what Alderscreech was, a target, prey even. Her fur bristled as she followed Blackstorm, a furious and angry expression on her face, she wasn't comfortable here, not comfortable at all, and she felt exposed.
She gave a snort, tail lashing as she looked toward the black tom. "And you expect me to just waltz in her den just like that? Is she expecting me or something? Oh I don't think she'd appreciate me barging in their anyways!" Alderscreech snapped sarcastically, tail lashing behind her as she looked around the camp with a small glare, but a thoughtful look, more on getting back home than anything else. One step, get out here one way or another, get back to WindClan, and make sure to tell Blazingstar about ThunderClan's prisoner happy tendencies.

Blackstorm rolled his eyes as she spoke, giving a lash of his black tail. "Actually she is waiting for you. Right in that den," He sighed and took a few steps forward toward the leaders den, glancing back to make sure Alderscreech wasnt trying to run. He looked completely annoyed at this point. "She wanted me to bring you back to...Talk to her. So you coming to tell her off, or not?" His claws sunk into the ground briefly before sheathing again, and he found himself stretching up onto the tips of his paws, his jaws stretching wide into a yawn. When he finally had all four paws back onto the ground again, he shook out his fur and looked back at Alderscreech, taking a few ore steps to the leaders den.