[Casual Scribbles]

Originally Posted by Gusty

"Okay." Swiftfang said, still keeping his gaze upon Burrpaw for a moment, in a frenzy to make sure the apprentice really learned his lesson. "You promised." The warrior said, bobbing his head in slight approval.

His brown-tipped paws reached for the frog in slight greed. While doing so, the Siamese continued speaking. "But I still wish to talk to you about the 'StarClan' issue. I'm not completely sure if you understand it."

He clawed away the slimy skin of the prey while awaiting for Burrpaw to speak, and made no move to be graceful about it. Pearly-white fangs sank into the hearty flesh of frog aggressively.

Burrpaw felt just a littke spark of excitement when Swiftfang didn't seem angry anymore. But, the fur on the back of his neck stood involuntarily at Swiftfang's words about StarClan. The young apprentice made it settle back down and nodded. "I do admit, I don’t understand. With all due respect, and I know I should not have fought against my Clan, but, why is StarClan the enemy? Aren't they our warrior ancestors?" Burrpaw didn’t know where he got this sudden calmness. Perhaps it was his longing to please Swiftfang.