[vellichor]

Originally Posted by Role

(XD)
Rosebelly fought down the urge to spit at the kit. "I did not say I would fight you," she explained curtly. "You looked as if you were going to attack." Rosebelly shot Morningblue a grateful glance, but became flustered as the apprentice spoke once more. "We are not mates," she hissed. The warrior turned on her heels and padded back down the rise. "I think we should leave," she murmured to her patrol. "A ShadowClan cat has discovered us, and there's no hope for prey here. What do you guys think?" Dirtpaw grunted an agreement. "I, personally, want to head home," she mumbled. Rosebelly nodded. "That's one vote."

@SparkleDemon
@Socks

Originally Posted by Charmer

[He's definitely got a mouth. And we are failing our diplomacy checks big time! (D&D joke)]

"The warrior code says to defend your clan, even at the cost of your life," Morningblue said calmly, his voice even. "She is right to have her claws unsheathed while yours are as well." Morningblue stepped around Rosebelly to stand evenly with her and face the apprentice, lifting his paws high so that the apprentice could see that his own claws were sheathed. "We saw that you were in distress and we assisted you. We offered you additional help, and you declined. This conversation can no longer serve any purpose." Morningblue turned his back on the younger cat and began to move away, confident that if the apprentice did decide to attack, he would not only be overwhelmed by the patrol, but by Morningblue as himself, who was trained, experienced, and a gifted fighter and he had his ears perked and was alert for the sound of an attack.

@Socks
@SparkleDemon

"Hold up ThunderClanner. I'm not done. Why were you on my territory? To "check on us"? Or steal prey?" he hissed, hating when cats ignored him. "My claws are out because I'm defending my territory." Sharppaw snarled showing his claws, making sure they knew he was ready to fight if it came down to it. "Give me a reason not to report you to Halestar."