The ginger warrior raised an inquisitive brow, her ears folding back as the other turned away suspiciously. And as he murmured on about 'dealing with personal stuff', Cherryswirl's tail swept behind her, the curiosity eating her up. As much as she was respectful in her nature... boy was she nosy. Still, if Sleekfur wasn't comfortable talking about it, then Cherry would leave it as just that!
"A walk sounds great! And I definitely won't say no to bringing back some prey!" Cherry mewed happily, shaking away her curious demeanor into a more friendly one. With ears perked back up and tail lifted in the air, she nodded for Sleekfur to lead the way. She would keep a close and steady pace alongside the other warrior, taking in the sights and scents around them,
"So," She began, "Aside from personal stuff... What have you been up to recently?"
Sleekfur noticed her letting him lead, and he took the opportunity, making sure she was on his left side, his bite was on the right. It was close to healed, but he wasn't taking any chances. He smiled. "Well, recently I went out with Bluefang ( @bubblegum. ), and we met some...trouble," he said quickly, not mentioning the foxes. Before Cherryswirl had a chance to question it, he said, "Don't worry, we dealt with it." He continued walking at a brisk pace. Well, as brisk as his injury let him.
Sleekfur noticed her letting him lead, and he took the opportunity, making sure she was on his left side, his bite was on the right. It was close to healed, but he wasn't taking any chances. He smiled. "Well, recently I went out with Bluefang ( @bubblegum. ), and we met some...trouble," he said quickly, not mentioning the foxes. Before Cherryswirl had a chance to question it, he said, "Don't worry, we dealt with it." He continued walking at a brisk pace. Well, as brisk as his injury let him.
"Trouble?" Cherryswirl echoed back to him, her pelt bristling slightly at the thought. Even as Sleekfur assured her it was already dealt with, she couldn't help but let her mind wander to all sorts of possibilities. Rogues? Dogs? Other Clans? "Well, I'm glad you're alright then! Is Bluefang ok as well?" The ginger warrior glances over to other, trying to catch his eye. She kept alongside him, though every so often would pace ahead, holding back to let him catch up.
Sleekfur noticed her letting him lead, and he took the opportunity, making sure she was on his left side, his bite was on the right. It was close to healed, but he wasn't taking any chances. He smiled. "Well, recently I went out with Bluefang ( @bubblegum. ), and we met some...trouble," he said quickly, not mentioning the foxes. Before Cherryswirl had a chance to question it, he said, "Don't worry, we dealt with it." He continued walking at a brisk pace. Well, as brisk as his injury let him.
"Trouble?" Cherryswirl echoed back to him, her pelt bristling slightly at the thought. Even as Sleekfur assured her it was already dealt with, she couldn't help but let her mind wander to all sorts of possibilities. Rogues? Dogs? Other Clans? "Well, I'm glad you're alright then! Is Bluefang ok as well?" The ginger warrior glances over to other, trying to catch his eye. She kept alongside him, though every so often would pace ahead, holding back to let him catch up.
Sleekfur nodded in hello. "Would you like to join us?" he asked, gruff voice soft for their shared near-death experience. Suddenly he saw himself, fighting those foxes, then the fox leaping on him, pinning him, choking him, and Bluefang rescuing him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was back in the present. Trying to ignore the warriors' worried looks, he continued forward.
Like the StarCats above had heard her nosy gossip, they seemed to deliver said feline like magic before her eyes. In fact, Cherryswirl felt her pelt prickle with divine unease, her eyes quickly looking above to make sure no other subjects of gossip would be raining down upon them. It was a bit amusing though... if not coincidental. Bluefang wasn't dead, so at least this wasn't like some strange Her expression lit up with friendliness as the other feline joined their walk, her tail raised high,
"Of course Bluefang can join us, you silly salmon!" She scolded Sleekfur playfully, flashing the tom-cat a friendly grin, just in case he needed a stronger hint. Her curiosity was getting the better of her. As Bluefang approached them, she immediately turned to stare at the pale tabby cat - examining his more obvious scars. "Stars above Bluefang! What in the blazes happened to you?!" With her attention turned away from Sleekfur, she was unable to catch his uncomfortable look, though as he gave a shaky sigh, she turned back to study his features. Her expression was soft and questioning, like a queen monitoring her kits, with worry flashing behind golden orbs.
Sleekfur nodded in hello. "Would you like to join us?" he asked, gruff voice soft for their shared near-death experience. Suddenly he saw himself, fighting those foxes, then the fox leaping on him, pinning him, choking him, and Bluefang rescuing him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was back in the present. Trying to ignore the warriors' worried looks, he continued forward.
Like the StarCats above had heard her nosy gossip, they seemed to deliver said feline like magic before her eyes. In fact, Cherryswirl felt her pelt prickle with divine unease, her eyes quickly looking above to make sure no other subjects of gossip would be raining down upon them. It was a bit amusing though... if not coincidental. Bluefang wasn't dead, so at least this wasn't like some strange Her expression lit up with friendliness as the other feline joined their walk, her tail raised high,
"Of course Bluefang can join us, you silly salmon!" She scolded Sleekfur playfully, flashing the tom-cat a friendly grin, just in case he needed a stronger hint. Her curiosity was getting the better of her. As Bluefang approached them, she immediately turned to stare at the pale tabby cat - examining his more obvious scars. "Stars above Bluefang! What in the blazes happened to you?!" With her attention turned away from Sleekfur, she was unable to catch his uncomfortable look, though as he gave a shaky sigh, she turned back to study his features. Her expression was soft and questioning, like a queen monitoring her kits, with worry flashing behind golden orbs.
~~Bluefang~~
Bluefang licked his pelt, the scars still stinging. "We ran into some foxes." He said. "There were two I believe. No, three. We fought them to the best of our ability, scaring them away deeper into the forest, badly hurt, but we were both hurt as well." He explained.
Sleekfur tensed as he listened to Bluefang speak. He hoped Bluefang wouldn't tell Cherryswirl about how he had been pinned, or how there were three foxes, not one, and he wasn't disappointed. He let out the breathe that he had been unawaredly holding. "Uh-yes, yes, one fox, not more, and we handled it. No problems, hehe," he stammered, giving a sheepish grin. Before Cherryswirl could question him further, he cleared his throat and spoke once more. "But, uh, no point remembering the past. Let's go on that walk, and look towards the future." Without further question he jogged forwards, hoping against hope that the other two warriors would follow him and not stay back. That would be very embarrassing.
The attack had been swift and unexpected. Flamebriar's first instinct had been to protect the kits, but seeing that many of the queens had it covered, she instead slipped out of camp. She wasn't abandoning her Clan. Quite the opposite.
Last time there was conflict with WindClan, she was ShadowClan's forever queen. Twilightstar had attacked Icestar after the Gathering ended. While Icestar's patrol was occupied, she had sent someone, or multiple cats, to burn down the Waterbarn where the kits, queens, and elders' had been sheltering. Flamebriar had died during that, joking on the smoke. She was lucky enough to have been granted a second chance.
This led the large calico to where she was now, making sure Twilightstar wasn't trying to pull the same stunt. And based on the yelp and a large cat scrambling in the mud, that's what was happening. This cat wasn't from RiverClan, and had no reason to be out here away from the battle unless they were up to something nefarious.
With a yowl, she launched herself at Cowtuft, aiming a series of powerful towards his face and chest. "I won't let you hurt my Clanmates!"
@Undertaker @Alchemist Kitsune [full pp perms on Flamebriar to kill her lol. apologies on the delay for this as well ]
Leechscar was discovering that locating a single cat in unfamiliar territory was way harder than locating a whole clan of them. Everything looked the same, and he kept getting mildly turned around as his nose led him to actual herbs instead of the medicine cat.
But he wasn't too far off as he heard the loud yowl some fox lengths away. After making sure he wasn't leading Lightningpaw towards a fox or something worse, the large warrior swiftly followed the sound of the cry. He was met with quite a concerning dilemma. There was some crazy catfish attacking their medicine cat. Or it looked like it was their medicine, a little hard to tell with the mud. He could barely pick up the fresh windclan scent in the air.
Between running around this stardamn territory, getting drenched in mud and gunk, and the turmoil he was going to have to deal with from his mother about this, Leechscar might have been a bit too aggressive as he unsheathed his claws and immediately pounced on Flamebriar's back, fangs sinking harshly into her neck as he went to get Flamebriar away from the tom.
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