WindClan Camp

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Heather star watched the jet black male intently as his nervous state became apparent to her, and she wriggled her ears, just waiting. Finally, when his question eventually reached her white tipped ears she felt something inside of her lurch violently, and for a moment the small leader was dumb found. Stunned beyond words for a couple of moments the fae let herself relax, feeling a smile beginning to form upon her muzzle. Never could she of imagined that this was what Swiftstreak had been planning to ask her, and she couldn't have wished for anything else. "Of course." She muttered equally, joy and emotion filling her gaze as she looked up at him. "Yes, of course I will be."

Heatherstar looked up at Swiftstreak curiously, flicking her tail back and forth. What could he possibly mean? Everything seemed fine to her. She had a mate, friends, a Clan, a home, her oldest friend alive and well in SunClan, and to top it all off, Jadethingy had gone to get someone that would make things better still! "I will chill till my paws fall off." The female replied conclusively, leaning against the male and using him as a support. "Ain't nothing gunna stop me."

Barkstripe blinked,and sighed. He laid his head on his paws. Oh please. Heather don't go mad. He flicked his ears.

Spottedheart returned to camp, relieved at being back in her own territory. But still she was concerned, since she had been told that Heatherstar was acting funny. She passed by Barkstripe and dipped her head in greeting to him as she trotted towards the Leader's den. "Heatherstar? Are you in here?" She called out.

Barkstripe blinked at Spottedheart. Acknowledging her nod. He yawned and closed his eyes. He felt tired and hungry. But the worry for his leader kept him up.

Heatherstar watched as the herby wolf entered the camp and padded over to her den with her eyes narrowing curiously. What did she want her for? "I'm over here dear." She called out in an over sweet voice, sitting up straight. "What do you want? Will it be quick? I need to speak to Direstar about something...it'll come back to me in a minute."

Swiftstreak lashed he's tail a little frustrated at what he was watching. The male looked at he's mate as she was loosing it, he sighed sitting there saddern a little as he's blue eyes closed for a few more minutes.

Spottedheart gritted her teeth as she walked into the den. "How do I cure a wolf's mind?" She wondered. Trotting over to Heatherstar she smiled at the leader calmly. "Don't worry, it won't take too long. But I don't think you need to go to Direstar now. He's...uh..." The She-wolf worried what to say. "He's out of camp." Spottedheart didn't want to tell her he was dead until later. "I just want to give you a check up." But Spottedheart knew some of the herbs she would need. She glanced over at Swiftstreak nearby. "Swiftstreak?" She called out innocently. "Can you fetch me some Chamomile and Thyme?" She asked returning her gaze back on Heatherstar.

The male opened he's eyes at hearing someone call he's name. Swiftstreak looked over to the medicine wolf. "Where is that." The male asked getting up to go get it.

"Good lord." Raggedfur snarled under his breath as he watched the events play out around him. He didn't really know what was happening, except that the attack had been called off and Heatherstar had taken a plummet over the deep end. "Screw this." Rising to his paws, Raggedfur trailed away from the insane leader and the crowd of wolves hovering over here. Windclan had gone insane.

"Chamomile is a small white flower, and Thyme is a plant that has thick long leaves." She explained to him. "They're both found on the moor." Spottedheart then glanced back at Heatherstar, waiting for a reply.

Swiftstreak looked at the medicine wolf and nodded as he bolted. To the entrance. "White flower long leaves, got it." The male said as he ran out the entrance to the moors

-Moors-

Swiftstreak returned, the black male looked around . As he dropped the flowers infront of the medicine wolf and walked away. The black male sat some distance away from heatherstar and spottedheart to wait and see what was to happen.

Barkstripe flicked his tail. He watched as Swiftstreak brought back herbs for Heatherstar. He yawned and curled up. He closed his groggy eyes.

Okami watched the insanity and wrinkledher noes in distaste. what a selfish butt direstar was, dying on heatherstar. Okami knew that Direstar had been one of heathers oldest friends. she flicked her ears back and she walked over to ragged. she sat down not quite ignoring him but not exactlygreeting him.

Hurricanepup noticed amberpaw and gamboylled over to her. his ears popped up and he said "heyooo! im Hurricanepup! we met in the tunnels but you ran aways!" he announced to her. he waggledhis tail playfully. most wolves complainedthat he was stupid. he wasnt he just wanted everyone smiling not being angry and upset.

Raggedfur turned his head slightly as he registered someone sitting down near him. His eyes narrowed in scrutiny as he realized it was Okamiamaterasu, the she-wolf he'd had a bad encounter with a few days prior. Sighing, Raggedfur slumped down into a comfortable position, still watching the female out of the corner of his eye. Raggedfur didn't know what to expect of her. Was she angry at him? Indifferent? Had she totally forgotten about whatever had happened between them? Raggedfur hoped so. He didn't need a guilty consisence nagging at her prescence.

Feeling eyes on her she turned and raised her fuzzy eyebrows at the other wolfs presence. with a flick of her ear she turned and lay down on her side. resting her head on the cool earth. with her flick of an ear she had announced that she bore no animosity toward the other wolf. her red side stood out against thewhite. the bullet wound now scabbed over and healing slowly was surrounded by white fur that moved around it in thebreeze.

Raggedfur blinked at Okami's gesture. He understood what she was trying to convey - that she held no remaining traces of anger towards him. For a moment, Raggedfur was relieved - then he reminded himself that he didn't care. Snorting, the male rested his head onto his paws. Stupid female. The thought wormed its way into his mind, bitter and unwanted, like a particularly insistant burr on his pelt. Nonetheless, Raggedfur found himself staring absently at the unusual red markings on Okami's back before he caught himself. "Snap out of it," He whispered to himself furiously, voice an irritated snarl.

Feeling eyes on her back she looked over her back at raggedfur, a question formed in her deep black eyes. her eyes still on him as she washed her wound with her pink tongue before she looked away over toward where heatherstar was will a look of evident boredom on her face. she would rather be out and about than stuck in camp. shewas privatley of theopinion that heatherstar just needed a good dong to the head to fix her.

Brokenglare walked nervously into camp. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go in at all, but did it anyway. What if Heather has jumped off a cliff or something? Or gone mad and killed everyone?, she thought scared. Brokenglare walked up to Heatherstar and looked at her nervously. Phew, everyone's alive still..., she thought relieved. "Um, Heatherstar, are you okay?", she asked, hoping for her to answer properly.

(..... StarClan.... What happened?)

(Windclan and Sunclan joined together to fight against Stormclan. Unfortunately, when Windclan arrived at the Sunclan camp, Graystar leaded a patrol to them because Sunstrike had died on their territory, and they were bringing his body back to Direstar.
Mosseybreeze, who hates battles, ran up to Graystar and told her about the battle they were planning. Furious, Direstar leaped onto Graystar, in effort to pin her down. Then both Thistlepaw and Mosseybreeze grabbed Direstar and hauled him off the Stormclan leader. In the process, Direstar lost a life. Then after the Stormclan wolves escaped, Direstar went off and committed Suicide. Now, his deputy Ripplestar is leader. And Heather is starting to become mad after the death of her friend.)

(wow.... now I have no idea where to start....)

Jadefeather padded into camp after Spottedheart. She watched worriedly as the Medicine Wolf spoke to Heatherstar. Anybody could tell that WindClan was in a bad way right now and were vulnerable to an attack. Jade's paws itched to try do something to help get WindClan back on track, but what could she do? She was just a young warrior in a clan of many. Nothing special. Just ordinary. Surely there was something she could do. Padding over to the fresh-kill pile, the young female chose a rabbit, picked it up and trotted over to the warriors den, laying down outside of the entrance and gnawing at the rabbit thoughtfully.

(I need huge Recap for Breezepaw)