[Teza]

Originally Posted by Brilliance

Passionstar's face scrunched up, trying to analyze the she cat, wanting to feed off on her emotions. If, she carried any. She said she was fine, but even warriors worried like heck. It was crazy times in these moons, but Passionstar always tried to be someone who was optimistic. He could be a killjoy at times, but that's only because he saw himself as a realist more than anything. He didn't really take her tone to heart, his ears had flicked at the hostility it held, but he wasn't the tom to chew his clan mates off about respecting him because of his title. Passionstar wanted his clan mates to be real with him, and if that's how she felt, then he had no hard feelings towards that. ''Running tends to help me clear my thoughts.'' He admitted. Not most cats understood why Passionstar used a gateway of being physically active to soothe his mentality. He couldn't lay down and think. Even when he was thinking, he would pace around, back and forth, lost in thoughts.

''If you think about it...'' Passionstar began, his entire being understood her worry for Thunderclan. They were lacking greatly, only having a leader to turn to, but Passionstar wasn't going to leave his clan to suffer. He'd have to die nine time over for that to happen. While he lacked faith in himself at times, he never lacked faith in Thunderclan. No matter what happens, Thunderclan always find a way to get back on track. ''I was running the entire forest, so maybe it's possible that I would be able to catch some intruders before they reach the heart of camp, hm?'' He was teasing her, wanting to counter her scolding of him. He didn't take any insult from it, instead giving off a little chuckle of his own. Passionstar could be a little doofus in his own manner, and the one thing he wanted was for his clan mates to not worry so much. Put their worries on him, and he'd try his best to alleviate them. He quickly brushed his tail over her head, barely even touching her. ''You, however, look like you're ready to slit a cat's throat for taking the last of your favorite prey from the food pile.'' He chided at her, referring to the look she gave a couple others, but her look had softened when he approached her. He thought, obviously, because he was her leader, and the most she wanted to do was respect him because of that title.

"Most of our lovely clanmates are dimwitted and childish," she said with a blank tone. "They all need to learn that they need to earn their place in Starclan. And you need to learn that you are the most important cat in this clan right now. We all need you to be safe, no matter your ability to handle yourself in a fight. That means not going off alone and running through the forest like a newly appointed apprentice." She couldn't help herself. The she-cat had stood up and gotten in her leader's face about the situation without realizing it, and she regretted it. That's not to say she showed it much more than a small flick of her ears, however. She was simply too irritated. Too on edge. There was simply too much going on in her head that she kept at bay to be able to control her actions any more than not clawing her clanmates' throats out when they said something stupid. She knew that Passionstar was simply trying to lighten the mood with his words, but all they had done was make her even madder. Not necessarily at him, however. The cream-colored she-cat was mad at the other clans for dragging Thunderclan into this mess. Or did Passionstar get them into it? She didn't know or care at the moment. All she wanted was for there to be peace.

After quite a few heartbeats, Creamfrost backed down, sitting down and wrapping her tail around her paws politely. "I apologize, I shouldn't have gotten in your face like that," she said quietly, looking away and toward the entrance. Maybe running through the forest *would* clear one's mind enough to be rational. She'd never admit her thoughts to Passionstar though, not after what she had just said not moments before.