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."

The male finished he's breakfast as he licked he's chops he was in deep thought. As he saw raggedfur and Okamiama talking the male sat up thinking of what to do. He wanted to speak with raggedfur but he looked busy. So the male decided to sit outside the camp in the direction of Sunclan boarder. The male sighed full of worry as he stared at the grass plains.

Raggedfur blinked, looking for a sufficient distraction. Awkwardness burned at his pelt as fiercly as the embarassment that had struck him moments before. Feeling eyes on his pelt, Raggedfur inclined his head and turned to see Swiftstreak momentarily staring at him before turning away and staring out of the camp exit. Brows quirking in a scowl, Raggedfur wondered what the wolf wanted from him. Figuring he might as well go find out, Raggedfur nodded once to Okami - it was as much of a goodbye as she was going to get. The male trotted over to Swiftstreak and sat down a few paces behind him. "You gotta reason for staring at me?" He asked, voice gruff but tinted with underlying curiosity.

Swiftstreak remained looking at the grass ahead of him, "Well I didn't want to interrupt, your conversation." The male then sat up turning he's head. "I have a feeling something bad is going to happen, I never trusted sunclan, and now there is a new leader that came from riverclan. What if they decide to join stormclan and go against us..." The male puffed a low sigh. "I should have never went along with the whole idea of teaming up with sunclan, We could have held are own with stormclan right?" The male looked at raggedfur wanting to know he's opinion on the whole matter.

Breezepaw she had gone crazy. She needed some one to talk to. Hawktalon was in THunderclan. She couldn't just walk into the camp.

Heatherstar stood up and stretched, her back arching high into the air and then descending lower to the ground as her legs stretched out behind her. Emerging from the dimly lit den the leader gazed around the camp, clearly concentrating hard on forcing her brain to take in the things around her. She could see Raggedfur and Swiftstreak talking together, Okamimaterasu who appeared to have just finished a conversation with Raggedfur, Amberpaw and Barkstripe standing nearby, and a lot of other things, too, but what caught her eye most directly was her apprentice, Breezepaw. The dog seemed to be having some kind of mental breakdown. Padding wearily over to the apprentice, her head tilted with polite curiousness to the side, she sat casually down next to her and watched her attentively. "Is everything alright, Breezepaw?" She asked calmly, still watching the dog earnestly. "Is something the matter?"

Duskfang ambled into camp, thoroughly downhearted at the cancelling of the battle. "SunClan" She snorted, coming to sit near the warriors den with his pelt bristling agitatedly. "Just a name for a bunch of good for nothing cowards. Even their leader couldn't bare to fight against StormClan."

"I don't know. I am..... just so upset." She almost sad that she missed hawtalon but didn't. She looked at her leader crying.

Heatherstar looked at Breezepaw sympathetically and brushed her long, bushy tail along the dog's back comfortingly. "Can you tell me what you are upset about?" She asked more softly, her ear twitching oddly and uncontrollably. "I am all ears for anything you want to tell me, and am prepared to give you any advice if you desire it"

The white wolf smiled to herself before standing, she turned her head looking out toward the moors. she gave a flick of her ears at raggedfur, if he wanted to join her he could. she turned ambling off rather elegantly toward the gorge. her pawsteps silent as sheslipped along.
-gorge

Barkstripe wanted to do sometching. He rolled nto his back. And watched the skies carefully. The clouds drifted by without a care. He blinked and sighed.

Raggedfur didn't immediately respond to Swiftstreak. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly and flicked an ear, contemplating. His opinion of Sunclan had never been particularly high, but now it had drastically dipped. What did the cowards think they were doing, aligning themselves with wolves they had been prepared to attack only days before? They were a bunch of mangy, flea-bitten, good-for-nothing cowards. "You ain't oughta be worryin'." He finally responded, looking furtively over at the male warrior. "You said it yourself, Windclan can hold their own. Ain't nothing we can do 'bout Sunclan, but we don't need no bunch of idiots anyway."

Swiftstreak glanced at Raggedfur reply, he couldn't help but be worried, the male shook he's head. "Your right Rag, there's no point of thinking about that cowardly clan. I will never trust that ratchet clan again." The male reponded as he looked back in the camp, he was gonna stick outside for a little while as it was quiet. "Windclan sure is a great clan, and I'm really happy here, unlike my nightmare time in thunder." The male said openly moving topic. Though the male thought it might have been too much of Raggedfur to uncharacteristically socialise, as he wasn't a wolf of many words himself the black male yawned a little.

Snowflower glared at Raggedfur. "I dare you to insult the clan where me and Heather's to most dearest friends are once more."she said with a growl echoing in her throat. She flicked her tail and returned to her happy nature. The fae trotted off, she walked as if she were dancing.

-Border of where Storm and Wind clash-

"Heatherstar can we talk alone?" The apprentice walked to her leaders den. SHe was going to tell her story now. "Do you promise you won't tell?" She though she could trust him. "Ok so when I was 7 moons old some group of dogs recruited me. They wanted me to prove myself. This was a big honor to be asked to join. But my task was bad. They asked me to kill my own parents. At first I was like ok I will do it. So I killed them but after I did I felt so bad." She was on the brink of tears. "What should I do will Starclan ever forgive me?"

The black male glared at the white female "Typical." The male growled he ignored snowflower and her empty threats as he stood up annd stretched out. "Its wolves like her that let sunclan do what they want. They have already betrayed Windclan but in her eyes they have done nothing wrong." The male said calmly licking he's paw. "That blood thirsty mutt mosseybreeze, ruined are whole plans and drove direstar over the edge." The male sat up and sighed a little.

Duskfang watched Snowflower carefully as she approached the arrogant mutt, Swiftstreak, angrily, growling at him for insulting her and Heatherstar's once best friend. Feeling a slight flash of smugness flitter across his features as his mate gave the male a telling off, the larger male sat back, enjoying what he was seeing.
His mood was quick to change, however, as his flea-brained clan mate began muttering after her as she exited the camp. Feeling the fur along his spine starting to bristle and form a long, raised bridge along his vast back, the brown, white and black pelted brute was on his feet before he knew it and was advancing towards the male threateningly. "You should have some more respect for your superiors" She snapped hotly, regarding Swiftstreak with a menacing glare. "They are wise and clever, something that you will never be, so i suggest you stop muttering behind their backs and get your sorry behind up and doing something productive."

Swiftstreak laughed, "Okay you pittyful mangy mutt, all you do is stick your nose into everything. You are seriously a pathetic excuuse of a wolf, that's all you are and forever will be." The male said unfazed and just tired at the stupid males comments, he found it amussing at the puppets huffing and puffing. The male continued he's discussion with raggedfur, as he licked he's chops he didn't care what the disgusting, diseased looking pup had to say or do.

Heatherstar nodded curtly as Breezepaw requested that they talked alone, and followed her apprentice into her den. Settling down in her nest once again, readying herself to listen to the young dog's tale, the small leader curled her tail neatly around her fluffy, white paws. The female listened to the story intently, her ears perked forward and eyes narrowed with intense curiosity, but otherwise showed no other visible expressions or signs of what she was thinking. "StarClan is a weird and wonderful place full of weird and wonderful wolves, each with weird and wonderful stories to tell. Every wolf makes mistakes, even myself and other leaders, and such mistakes are not worth dwelling on. I like to look at mistakes as, i suppose, personal challenges. If one does something wrong or something they regret, it sets a new wave of barrier's in the path of one's future that they must overcome. Moving on is one of the greatest new challenges set along your path, and only once you have overcome such regrets, may you begin the path to recovery and a better life."

Duskfang chuckled at the scrap of filthy fur's words, finding his attempts to offend him and ignore him by continuing the conversation with Raggedfur highly amusing. "That's funny coming from a rat like yourself." He chortled, coming to sit next to the male and see what the outcome would be. If he were lucky, perhaps he could get the pup to attack. "I dearly hope you don't mind me joining you, Swiftpup. It's just that you are too idiotic to see right from wrong, and I wouldn't want a precious pup such as yourself to get hurt now, would I?"

The Black male laughed to himself as he felt the male sit next to him. *Wow what an attention seeker.* the male thought to himself as he kept ignoring the male, as he didn't even twitch he's ear towards the worthless brat. As the Black wolf sat comfortablly looking out the the long grass fields with he's blue gaze he didn't even consider the puffy mangy pup as any kind of threat.

(Who is swiftpup?)

(-.- Don't worry)

(Just what Dusk called Swiftstreak)
"It appears to be deaf too." Duskfang acknowledged, prodding Swiftstreak in the side forcefully and trying to find a sensitive spot. All of his initial anger had disappeared, and now he was just messing around for the funny of it. "Hello pathetic little brat?" He bellowed at Swiftstreak, trying to provoke him and enjoying every minute of it. "Can. You. Hear. Me? I know this might be quite hard for you to understand, but if you piece the words together slowly, your tiny shriveled brain might be able to make something of it"

Swiftstreak grinned with amusement. As he yawned bored of Duskfang repetitive slanders, which bored him to a sleepy mood. As Swiftstreak laid down spreading he's black body on the floor. "Its not working kid." The male said cooly the only one that had with a shiverled brain was Duskfang, as that dirty pup couldn't even control he's own temper, Swiftstreak pittied the idiotic male.