ThunderClan Camp

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Hearing a thump Ivypup turned around to see dust clouds near the nursery. She bounded over to the den seeing that her sister, Silverpup, was awake. Excitment glittered in her eyes and she wagged her tail at her sister.
"Hi Silverpup! Im your sister, Ivypup. Here quick a meeting is starting, I'll hrlp you over!" The little gray pup grinned at her sister.

(Umm,Gray you weren't in our conversation)

[color=green]Weedpaw narrowed her eyes at the Windclan wolf called Graywolf. She growled and lashed out her tail. [I] ate 3 monkeys and a bat for breakfast yummm yummm I wonder what ill eat for lunch ???

Graywolf glanced at Weedpaw. "If you really do hate me, tell me physically, not mentally." she says sarcastically, knowing she's pissed at her still. "Of course, Sunclan wolves never do come down from the mountains, I guess their brains are filled with hot air." she says, encouraging Weedpaw to make a move. Her eyes narrow slightly while looking at Weedpaw.

Wrenpaw let out a warning growl. It was meant neither to Graywolf nor to Weed, it was just to where the conversation was heading. "Let's not get into this." He snapped, throwing a warning glance at Gray. He looked up as Brokenglare was nearby. "Weedpaw this is Brokenglare our deputy." He said, trying to change the subject. He dipped his head politely to their deputy, but he still looked rather annoyed.

(Ah,sorry someone just like got on my computer and turned some random stuff down -.- let's try that again)
By the way,Gray? Piss is a bad word)

Weedpaw narrowed her eyes at the Windclaner again. She barred her teeth. Lashing out her tail at her comment. "Hmm...I'd say your as stupid as a tree,but they would just be an insult to the trees,not really to you." Her face looked after if it was pondering,but it was a joke. Her face turned back to Gray and growled. "So stop using that mush in your head you call 'brains',you flea bag." She turned to Wrenpaw's growl. She gritted her teeth to stop from talking. She glanced at Brokenglare and nodded. "Hi Brokenglare."

"Whatever, Wrenpaw. I dislike the Sunclan anyways." she said annoyingly. She gets up and moves away from the conversation, knowing the conversation wasn't drawn towards her. "This is why every clan doesn't like me, because I'm too darn stupid to care about anyone." she says to herself, away from the conversation. Who else doesn't like me, possibly I don't like myself either?

Blackwidow arrived and heard a wolf say "I dislike Sunclan anyways." Blackwidow decided that she was going to be a little nosy and have some fun. Because it seemed like Graystar and what she assumed was another leader were going over plans on how to rescue the other wolves. she walked up to the wolf that had made the comment (Graywolf) and asked, "Just out of curiosity why dont you like this Sunclan, did something bad happen to you there, or are you just making a judgement based on your own stupidity?" Blackwidow couldnt stand anyone who judged others without getting to know them first. Many have judged her like that without even taking the time to get to know her. Sure she could be rude, heartless, and ruthless sometimes, but only when the time called for it. She was actually a pretty fun, sarcastic, pup loving kind of gal.

Snowstorm padded into the ThunderClan camp and looked around. So many wolves, so many scents, he thought, also sniffing the air. He didn't exactly know why they were gathered at ThunderClan's camp, but it didn't really matter. All that mattered to him right now was saving the captured wolves, especially his mate, Silverheart. He had been busy lately with his duties as a deputy, and also all this business with the Twolegs. And because of that, he hadn't thought about Silverheart being outside of camp for so long while the Twolegs were about. He blamed himself for her capture. The large white deputy had a solemn air to him as he listened to the planning.

Brokenglare flashed a glare at the arguing wolves in an attempt to stop them, as it were the most effective method she could use that wouldn't involve violence. "I don't think this meeting would be a place to fight.", she said, simple and short. The light gray deputy then made a rather friendly, but awkward smile, like the most of times. "Anyway, nice to meet you, Weedfang.", she said, in a tone sounding a whole lot different from the voice just seconds ago.

(Might be a bit late to be a fightstopper, as it all seems to be calmer now, but fear meh glare! .w.')

(As,she's still an apprentice...)

Weedpaw noticed two other wolves come into the camp. She her tongue. Weed again nodded at Brokenglare,but stared at the ground instead of her. She was keeping silent,thoughts swirling in her head.

Snowstorm allowed his eyes to search the clearing again. So many faces, so many scents. He had never experienced this many wolves in one place other than at the gatherings he'd gone to over the many moons of his life. He noticed Fernshade staring at him, but payed it no mind. When he heard what Hawk said about the three teams, he nodded his agreement and said, loud enough for everyone to hear, "I believe the three teams would be a good idea. And if we put that plan into action, I volunteer to be on the attack team." Snowstorm had to get back at those filthy Twolegs somehow, and this seemed like a good chance.

(is Moonshadow talking to Blackwidow?)

(No,she's taking to Reddust)

(Oh thanks)

Wrenpaw felt uncomfortable as more wolves began to gather nearby. He turned and saw the clan leaders and deputies close by. "If the escape team is the team that helps the wolves get out, I volunteer for that!" He told them. The apprentice wanted to help his sister escape more then anything. Plus, he knew he was too small to be on the attack team cause of his age.