The Windclan camp was so......different. That was the only way Splashleap could really describe it. The breeze was free to roam wherever it wanted, which was a nice concept at first but also pulled your fur every which way at all times, which was a bit annoying. Dropping her fish on the freshkill pile, where they looked quite out of place, fur clashing with shiny scales, she looked at the actual cats of the camp. They were all thinner, for chasing rabbits and providing less wind resistance she supposed, and they didn't exactly seem that friendly. Considering they were supposed to be allies, it wasn't the warmest welcome, and one she-cat in particular had her fur in a twist.
It was very tempting to scoff right back, but she didn't want to make any problems, even if the other cat had started the snipping. Instead, Splashleap tried to stay calm, mewing smoothly
That's not why we're here. Aren't we allowed to visit our allies? We brought some fish to share! She didn't want to confirm or deny the high rank losses. That wasn't something she should be talking about, at least she didn't think so. @
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