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."

Swiftstreak chuckled "Your right." The male said shortly with a smile as he licked your cheek, "So what do you suggesting Heatherstar." The male said sitting up looking at her with soft blue eyes.

Heatherstar returned the lick to Swiftstreak's cheek and sat back thoughtfully, dragging her tail along the grassy ground behind her. "We could patrol the borders if you like. I haven't been on a patrol for a while." Smiling sweetly she gazed around the clearing, checking to see if anything unusual was going on whilst her back was turned.

Swiftstreak kept he's blue gaze on the honey coated beauty. As he listened to her, he hadn't been on a patrol since he was an apprentice. "Let's go! I forgotten all about patrols." The male said springing up on he's feet and circled the female before brushing bodies. "Where should we go first."

Heatherstar intwined her tail with Swiftstreak's as he brushed his body against hers and head butted him softly on the side of the head in an affectionate gesture. "What about the SunClan border or the ThunderClan border? If any SunClan wolves pass by I could ask to see if they have any news to share with us, and if we met any ThunderClan wolves you could show them that you were accepted and are now a loyal WindClan warrior." Chuckling faintly she locked him with her light blue gaze and waited for his reply patiently, wondering what his decision would be.

The male smiled as he raised an eyebrow "hmm I think we should pass by Sunclan." The male said thinkinh to himself he wondered if they clan of misfits were evening surving from the last time he knew they had just formed.

(Four sentences please Swift)
Heatherstar nodded, hearing Swiftstreak's decision and turned around to face the camp entrance. Starting to pad out she wondered how Direstar was doing and how things were going in SunClan. Perhaps trey would find out at the border? As she padded along she lost herself in her thoughts, a mixture of worries, memories and happy thoughts swirling around within her was as she exited the camp and made to way out onto the moor. With an energetic bounce in her step she traveled towards the border.

-SunClan/WindClan-

The large black warrior looked around the camp wondering where everyone else was. He shrugged he's shoulders a little as he looked around once more before following he's mate outthe camp to the Sunclan boarders. The male wondered if moonwhisper and Direstar were having a great time.


WC/SUC boarders

Brokenglare walked into camp. I hope I haven't missed anything..., she thought. She layed down on the ground and relaxed. I wonder what happened to those azwells or whatever they called themselves..., she wondered.
The female looked at the sky. They better not come back here, im a warrior now, and I can fight them...

Tallfeather rested with his head on his paws, staring blearily out to the entrance of camp. He wasn't sure what he was waiting for; just for something to happen, really. Too much had happened over the last few days - his sorrowful encounter with Skyfeather, his friendship with Okami being utterly shattered beyond repair - that Tallfeather just wanted something simple to happen, something that would prove to him that life could go on. Tallfeather blearily watched as Brokenglare entered camp, and a small spark of pride ignited inside him at the sight of his former apprentice. The Windclan warrior rose to his paws and padded over to sit by her. "Hey," He greeted. "You holding up okay?"

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Raggedfur stumbled into camp, his bleeding brother in his wake. His jaws were clamped firmly around Stormtussle's scruff, so hard that he was sure it was hurting his brother, but Raggedfur didn't care. The blood streaming down his brother's flank had only intensified as they stumbled across the territory, and Raggedfur's panic was building to new extremes. He crossed the camp in a few rapid strides, coming to rest inside the medicine den. Raggedfur dropped his bloody brother on the cold, unforgiving medicine den floor, his eyes searching the den feverently for Spottedheart. "Where is that useless female?" He snarled, tone harsh and ringing throughout the small den.

Stormtussle let out a pitiful whimper as he was jerked back into consciousness, having fallen under sometime during the journey. His head lay on the cold floor of what he barely recognized as the Medicine Den back at camp. Eyes fluttering open and closed, the male moved his head slightly up to search for his brother. He couldn't feel his brother touching him anymore and it sent Stormtussle in a panic, trying to get up but wincing in pain as he did so, another yelp escaping him as he fell back on his side.

He perked his ears sensing a fight about to happen, he noticed tallfeather and perked his gray ears. he got up and tottered over to him his long lanky legs supporting a narrow body. the light gray stripe down his spine odd compared to other wolves markings. he wagged his tail and pounced on the warriors nose "hey Tallfeather" he said in his low what most would consider stupid voice. he however wasnt stupid he was very intelligent. He frowned getting bored and decided rather grandly that he would go and explore!
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Bluepaw lied down, ready for a soft sleep. The tiring day engulfed what was left of his energy. He closed his blurred blue eyes, curling up in a medium-sized ball. He drifted off into a slumber.

Brokenglare looked at Tallfeather. "Oh hi, Tall!", She replied and smiled. She wasn't sure if her smile was fake or not, after all that had happened lately that wasn't easy to decide even for herself. He was her mentor, but so many other wolves called him a traitor and other bad stuff. She didn't want to believe it, but it was her own loyal clan who said it, even though all these thoughts and saying confused her she kept smiling. "Im doing fine, thanks.", she replied in a happy tone.

She walked into camp. She looked around. Breezepaw had had a busy night last night. She looked for her mentor.

Spottedheart watched as Bluepaw curled himself up to sleep. She shook her head, chuckling. "Never mind, I'll go get it myself." She thought, padding out the den. "I'll be back in a little while." Spottedheart called over her shoulder as she trotted towards the camp entrance.

~Windover farm~

Raggedfur watched in furious disbelief as Spottedheart padded out of camp. She hadn't even noticed his brother bleeding to death on the medicine den floor. An even bigger snarl formed over Raggedfur's lips, and he vowed he wouldn't let that mistake go unnoticed. Stupid female. Even if it had been a genuine mistake, the blame was on her. If Stormtussle died because of her incompetence, Spottedheart was dead meat. Heck, she was dead meat regardless. Raggedfur flinched as his brother jolted violently, and he leaned down, swiping a reassuring tongue over his forehead. He wanted to speak, say something comforting, but his breath choked in his throat. Raggedfur forced himself not to break down beside his wounded sibling.

Bluepaw woke up, snorting. "What's wrong?!?!" He asked, rolling his eyes. He sat down by the wolves. Scooting back a little.

Raggedfur whirled around as another voice met his ears. It was that apprentice - Bluepaw. Pure, white-hot fury sprang up in the Windclan warrior at the apprentice's oblivious words. His paws itched to lunge at Bluepaw, and he would have, too, but Raggedfur wasn't leaving Stormtussle's side. "What does it look like, you moron?!" He snarled, voice rising in a mixture of fury and panic. Raggedfur had never been in such a nerve-wracking situation. "Go get Spottedheart, you absolute imbecile!"

Bluepaw rolled his blurred eyes. "EAT THIS LEAF. IT STOPS PAIN!" He turned to Raggedfur. "I thought a 'great' warrior like you would know the most basic of herbs..." He stomped to the herb storage, grabbing some herbs and chewing them to a poultice. Turning back to Stormtussle, he placed the herbs on his wound(s). Then, he grabbed some cobwebs on the treatment. "You forgot... I'm a medicine wolf apprentice that's almost the age of Spottedheart. Moron." he whispered to himself.

Raggedfur watched through slitted eyes as the insolent apprentice treated his brother. Relief for Stormtussle bubbled up inside Raggedfur, and he screwed his eyes shut for a moment, relishing in the feeling. Anger, though, still overwhelmed him. As soon as Bluepaw had finished tending to Stormtussle's wounds, Raggedfur stepped forward, the nerve-wracking events leaving him shaky and furious. He shoved his face against the apprentice's, lips curled back in a snarl. "I'd rather have no knowledge of herbs," He spat, practically quaking with fury and the want to bowl Bluepaw over and cuff him hard over the head. "Than be a scrawny apprentice that can't hold his own. You ain't no Spottedheart, you ain't even a proper medicine wolf. You're useless, kid."

"Yo mama's useless. Probably dead." He turned away, regretting healing Stormtussle. "You make me regret healing your brother, Stormtussle. It just is that I don't mind him. I mind you." He walked off.

For a moment, Raggedfur was still as Bluepaw padded away. Then, he erupted in a mixture of fury and disbelief. The anger and tension and fear for his brother that had been cooped up in Raggedfur all day exploded in a mass. Raggedfur found himself furious at everyone around him - Stormtussle, all of Windclan - but namely Bluepaw. Raggedfur flung himself at the apprentice, massive paws outstretched. Raggedfur had never been one to hold his temper, but now especially he couldn't contain himself. The huge wolf aimed to bowl over the much smaller apprentice, a series of thunderous growls erupting from his chest. "Talk about my family," Raggedfur practically howled. "Talk about 'em one more time!"