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."

Stormtussle let out a silent moan of pain, his mouth open but no noise escaping him, as he felt someone apply pressure and herbs to his open wound. The lick on the forehead had calmed him for a moment before the pain returned. Raggedfur's voice was loud and rang clear in his ears even as the words didn't, though he did register yelling - lots of it. He flinched inwardly and tried to open his eyes all the way but everything was still so blurry and unstable. Stormtussle heard a growl from his brother and him jumping. Raggedfur was fighting again. With a low moan, the brute tried to get up but failed, the wound too fresh and the pain too constant.

Hurricanepup ran up his long legs on a wide body making him look over balanced. he trotted over his big paws making soft thuds. he clumisly knocked into raggedfur and gave a hoarse bark. he wagged his tail gray eyes glittering, he flipped onto his back and said in his stupid voice "guess what i am!"

Raggedfur, though he'd been prepared to spring for Bluepaw only moments before, was forced to halt himself as that irritating pup - Hurricanepup, was his name? - came tumbling between him and the medicine wolf apprentice. A snarl still curling his lips, Raggedfur halted, staring venemous daggers at the apprentice's back. What a sorry, sniffling little coward. Raggedfur inwardly vowed he'd get the idiot back someday - maybe not now, but eventually. And if Bluepaw ever brought up his family again, Raggedfur would personally rip every hair out of the scrawny, imbecile's pelt. See how useful to Windclan he was then.

Suddenly, Raggedfur remembered the pup, and his eyes snapped down onto Okami's half brother. He squinted blearily at the tiny thing, trying to make out what he was doing and why he was squirming around like an enraged snake. Finally, Raggedfur's confusion built up to pure irritation. "Go away." He snarled at the pup, and began heading back to Stormtussle in the medicine den.

He trotted after raggedfur saying "I was a turtle on its back!" he grinned happily at the grumpy warrior. he was actually quite intelligent but he hated violence. hence why he had stopped the fight. he wagged his storm gray tail with its steel gray stripe. his gray eyes watched raggedfur with intrest.

Barkstripe sighed as he heard snarling. He quickened his pace and stopped at the sight of blood,Raggedfur at the edge of his temper,and Bluepaw walking away. He snorted and glanced at Raggedfur. He seemed at bay with Okami's brother in front of him. So he raced to the medicine den,and noticed it was Stormtussle. Looks like Bluepaw wasn't here quick enough,for Ragged that is. He noticed a white wolf i his mists and blinked a
He glanced around. "Where is Spottedheart?"

Bluepaw rolled his eyes. The so-called 'warrior' didn't even know what being a warriors was about. Turning to Barkstripe, he said, "Out to get some herbs." He just stopped, turning to head towards the sunclan and WindClan border.
sunclan and WindClan border

Raggedfur tromped into the medicine den, ignoring the pup that followed him. He didn't have time for pesky young wolves right now -- Raggedfur had to tend to his brother. Even if his wounds had been cleaned and dressed, that didn't mean Stormtussle was necessarily stable. Raggedfur wasn't going to leave him alone in a state like this, anyway. As he entered the medicine den, Raggedfur caught Barkstripe's scent, and he instantly began to bristle as he saw the young warrior standing over his brother. Raggedfur ignored the concern in Barkstripe's gaze, and he shouldered roughly past the warrior. "Get away from my brother." Raggedfur snarled, eyes trained on Stormtussle as he surveyed his wounds.

Seeing Raggedfur stompingo the den. He just watched him. Wothout hosility in his eyes. Just plain looked at him. He nodded. "I respect that you love you brother. And you care for him." He flicked his tail and walked away. He heard Bluepaw and flicked his ears acknowledging what he said.

Spottedheart padded into camp, with a mouth full of Catmint. Still, the herbs she was carrying couldn't overpower the strong scent of fresh blood, which reeked out of her den. "What's going on?" She wondered, sprinting for her den. Inside, she found Stormtussle laying on his side, blood flowing from his flank. Raggedfur, his brother, hovered over him like a hawk. Spottedheart dropped the Catmint, and quickly shoved it into storage. She then padded over to Stormtussle and his brother. The wound was deep, but the blood was already starting to clot on it's own. "What happened?" She asked Raggedfur, immune to any of his abusive comments. The She-wolf grabbed a Marigold flower out the wall, and began chewing it into a poultice. It seems as if her apprentice had already given Stormtussle leaves for pain.

Barkstripe glanced at Spottedheart as she arrived. He stopped walking and turned around. He sat down and curled his tail around his paws. Wondering what Raggedfur would do. Or say that is.

Jadefeather padded into camp, her eyes wide at the fresh scent of blood and she lashed her tail irritably. What's happened here?! Fighting inside the camp? That's no good, she thought, sniffed the air to smell inly Windclan scent and narrowed her eyes. Padding over to the medicine wolf den, Jadefeather popped her head in to see Spottedheart, Raggedfur and Stormtussle (am I right?). "What happened?" She asked not realising Spottedheart had just asked the same question only seconds ago. She was due to sit her vigil tonight so could not wait too long to find out an answer.

Barkstripe noticed Jadefeather arrive in camp. He shrugged and turned. Bark padded back to the warrior's den. Wanting to catch some sleep. He yawned and curled upon his nest.

Breezepaw needed to get out of camp. She was so tired and wanted to go for a walk. She walked to the entrance of camp. She ran out of camp to the border.

Thunderclan Stormclan

(I have a secret!)

Breezepaw ran back into camp. She was so happy. She ran to the apprentice den and laid down. She feel asleep and dreamt of her time at the secret place.

Sweet relief rushed through Raggedfur as the medicine wolf finally returned. Her shocked tone, however, sent only more fury rushing through the already-irritated warrior. Every fur bristled along his spine as he stared at the calm, docile Spottedheart, and finally that fury erupted. "A root got lodged into his flank, but what does it matter to you?" Raggedfur snarled, accusations lacing every syllable. "He was here, bleeding to death on the floor, and you walked out of camp. He could have died because of you, and you wouldn't have cared." All the worry and fear that Raggedfur had felt on behalf of his brother was spewing forth in careless abandon, powering the harsh words that erupted so ferociously from his maw. "You're a sorry excuse for a medicine wolf. Absolutely pathetic."

Hearing a growl Barkstripe lifted his head. He spotted Raggedfur partially bursting in anger at Spottedheart. Barkstripe growled for once. He stalked over. He stood in between the two. He calmed himself down quickly. "Well,he didn't die. Now did he? And look,she not worthless." He stepped closer to Raggedfur. "Think of how many times she has probably healed you. She could have probably left you to die." He snorted at him. "And well,she isn't worthless."

[I'll edit my gorge post in a moment. Pretend it was already edited, please.]
Bluepaw heard growling and bickering in the medicine den. This again! he thought rather grumpily. He looked at Raggedfur yelling at Spottedheart. He got in front of Spottedheart saying, "Just shut up. Shut. Up! She didn't do anything to you, did she? No. She didn't. No reason to attack, is there? No, there isn't. And Barkstripe is right. She could've left you to die! So just be happy she's here!"

Raggedfur was too far gone to be calmed. Though he'd always been naturally vicous and short-tempered, there were few times in his short life that he'd been this angry. The massive warrior was practically quaking with fury, every hair on his pelt charged with fierocity and a lust for revenge. The warrior rounded on Barkstripe as he entered the den, trying to quell the conflict, but it only made Raggedfur angrier. He'd had enough of Barkstripe and his sage wisdom. The stupid idiot didn't know anything, especially anything concerning Raggedfur and his motives that powered him forward. Raggedfur took a step forward, effectively clearing the space between him and Barkstripe. It was all he could do not to lunge right away and flay his clanmate alive.

"Shut up. Just shut up! You don't know anything!" His words were cold and unforgiving, powered by undertones of harsh, raw fury. "She turned around and left my brother for dead on the floor! She went off on her own excursions for her own benefit, while Stormtussle bled his life out in front of me. If it wasn't for that insolent apprentice, he'd already be gone, and you wouldn't give one single care, so don't you dare act like you would, you stupid, idiotic, moronic excuse for a wolf!"

Barkstripe narrowed his eyes. "She got medicine for healing." He snorted. "For healing your brother." he sighed and blinked. "And,well,he didn't die. He's alive and breathing." He growled. But it was low and rumbled in his throat. It was barely audible.

Raggedfur was no longer in control of his own body. He ignored Bluepaw as the apprentice snapped at him - instead, Raggedfur whirled around and found himself stomping into the store, the little cache where all of Spottedheart's medical supplies were kept. He hooked one paw into the pile of herbs that she'd returned with moments before - sweet smelling catmint. Raggedfur threw the herbs forward, scattering their precious contents in disray all throughout the medicine den. "Oh, really?" He snarled at Barkstripe. "She came back with catmint, you idiot, catmint! How is that supposed to help my brother?!" Whirling around, Raggedfur found himself ravaging the store. His paws shot out, tearing various herbs free of their little caches, ripping some into disuse and flinging others across the den. His breaths came in labored fury, his muscles tense and eyes storming as he destroyed as much of Spottedheart's supplies as he could.

Barkstripe shut his eyes and sank his claws in the ground. Trying to keep himself from tearing into Raggedfur's flesh. His golden eyes were flared up in anger. He didn't want to start a fight. But he snapped.
His muscles tensed and his fur was raised. The ends of his fur glinted white. He growled,looking somewhat like a bear.
He tried to tackle Raggedfur out of the medicine den. Aiming to knock him on the ground.

Bluepaw jumped out at Raggedfur, claws unseathed. [How to spell that?] "You idiot! I'll tell Heatherstar so she can make you replenish all of the herbs!" He grabbed at Raggedfur's neck from the behind, tearing at it ferociously. [It doesn't have to hit, but it WAS from the behind...]

( i though Barkstipe already tried to tackle him....)

Raggedfur had had enough. He was done talking, done venting, done listening to these wolves as they tried to reason with him. The fury that had been slowly building and smoldering inside of him begged for release - and not just in the form of words. As Raggedfur saw it, Barkstripe making the first move was a blessing. Raggedfur finally had a reason, an excuse to fight back. As the warrior slammed into him, Raggedfur lost his balance and rolled out of the medicine den, but he quickly regained his footing. Combat was his skill, his expertise - and now was the time he needed it practiced. The male lunged towards Barkstripe, snapping viciously and aiming a bite at his muzzle.

Seeing Raggedfur aim for him muzzle,he quickly slipped to the left. He barked. "Hey you stupid brown fox-dung! You are disrespectful to every wolf in your familiy." He turned to Stromtussle. He snorted. "And I really wonder why your brother loves you. If there is any other reason why he loves you beside being you brother."