Sunclan & Windclan

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the border between Windclan and Sunclan, the space between the territories is rather large, however borders are still present

"It would. But these hawks are bigger than normal. They could easily hurt a grown wolf." She frowned at the thought of a hawk hurting her or Oakthorn. Or, the pups.

"Hmm..."she huffed. "Ebony will be needed then."she said. "Be careful."she smiled. "If you need help. Get me."she said.

"Alright. I suppose Heatherstar agreed to an alliance with SunClan? We'll come if we need any help." She smiled.

"Yes."she nodded. "That would be great."she smiled. The snow white femme looked back. "I'll be going now."she smiled. "Bye."she said and padded off.

-wc/tc border-

"Bye." She looked down. I'll go back to camp too. She trots towards camp.

Shadowstorm's will power and stamina gave out. His eyes watered as tears dripped slowly from his cheeks. He hated that traitor he once called his brother. He hated Streakfire for transforming his brother. He loved Isenfire even though he knew that her love for him was not the same. Oak was right.

Owlscreech appeared, his amber eyes watched shadowstorm and he gave a soft sigh saying "come on then old champ, ill take you to the stormclan camp to heal you up". his normally gruff voice was gentle. he gently pulled shadowstorm onto his back and said quietly "you'll be fine Shadowstorm". -stormclan camp-

I had followed Shadow to the border. I look at him. "Are you ok,"I ask the dark warrior. I see that he his in a lot of pain my Golden eyes widen as I look at him.

Feathersoul padded along the border calmly, taking in the surroundings. The moore streached out on one side of her, opening up to forests a long ways away. ThunderClan territory. Feathersoul was yanked from her daydream as she could hear gentle sobs coming from near the border. Quickening her pace, the small black fae spotted a lump of fur crouched on the ground, twisted in an awkward position. And she could smell blood. "Shadowstorm? Shadowstorm!" she called, recalling the dim moments at the last Gathering where she had seen the SunClanner. She watched as a strange StormClan wolf appeared, hauling him onto his back before disappearing. Breaking into a full-on dash, the small black fae hurtled herself after them.

~StC Camp~

"Feathersoul Help."I yell. I turn to her and say,"Hi I am Sunpup I have been following them. He fell in the gorge." I turn to him and nose his fur.

Shadowstorm's eyes had closed as he passed out. He thought about his life. He thought he was dead. He went though enough in his life. He should be dead.
-StormClan camp... never thought I'd be going near Shadestar in a territory again-

I follow them. They are heading to stormclan camp. I cross the boreder. I follow them to camp.

-Sotrmclan camp-?

Isenfire marked the borders, she noticed strong scents of all the clans along this border. She saw Shadowstorm's blood that stained the ground and held back tears. She ran to the waterfall, it was too painful. She eyes wet and moist.

Streakfire padded to camp, her ears flattened. She glanced at the other side of the border. Good, no wolves. She stared at the Darkening sky.
"Sound the Bugle Now.
Play it just for me.
As the seasons change, remember how I used to be.
Now I can't go on, I can't even start.
I've got nothing left, just an empty heart.
I'm a soldier, wounded so I must give up the fight.
There's nothing more, for me, lead me away.
Or leave me lyin' here.
Sound the Bugle now.
Tell them I don't care.
There's not a road I know, that leads to anywhere.
Without a line I fear that I will stumble in the dark.
Lay right down, decide not to go on.... "

EbonyFur padded near, she wasn't next to Streak though, she was behind her. The fae listened to the song. She sang it too, in a soft lovely tone.

"Sound the Bugle Now.
Play it just for me.
As the seasons change,
remember how I used to be.
Now I can't go on,
I can't even start.
I've got nothing left,
just an empty heart.
I'm a soldier,
wounded so I must give up the fight.
There's nothing more,
for me, lead me away.
Or leave me lying here.
Sound the Bugle now.
Tell them I don't care.
There's not a road I know, that leads to anywhere.
Without a line of fear that I will stumble in the dark.
Lay right down, decide not to go on.... "

She sang. The fae waited for Streakfire to notice her.

Streakfire turned away. "No-one understands my life. Whenever I try to talk to somewolf, they say, 'You got it good.' They misunderstand me. I'm sure you don't want me to talk either."

"I would."she said. The fae padded over. "Clanmates help other clanmates."she said. Her soft smile spread on her maw, lighting up her beauty.

Streakfire hesitated for a moment. "I was apprenticed late. I was unloved so I came to SunClan. I found love and I had pups. Then, Oakthorn didn't live to see his own pups. My pups didn't even care! Now Moonpaw and Oakpaw are gone to ThunderCan. Tigerpup hates me even though I love her dearly. My life has turned to stone, and my heart. No life in it."

"Tigerpup doesn't hate you."she said. 'Pups throw tantrums. That's all."she said. Streakfire was in a very sensitive mood, it would be best not to do anything that provokes her. The fae looked up at the sky. "You need to take your mind off things sometime. Stare at the stars, something like that."she said.

"No. Life is on my mind. Every time I do something good for somewolf, I get punished." The fire was blazing in her eyes. Even though her eyes were ice blue, they had a little of a red tint as of that moment.

EbonyFur let out a soft sigh. "I have to go to StormClan camp later on."she started. "To retrieve Brackenpaw."she said. "Would you mind following me?"she asked

"Not at all. We could go now if you like. I just have nothing to do." She swished her tail. Some adventure.

"Ok."she said. The fae stood up. She padded away. To the camp of the storm.

-SC camp-

Streakfire smiled. And followed slowly. She loved adventure. Even though sometimes it could get dangerous.

Tigerstorm slinked closer to to the borders. His amber eyes glowed with a red tint. He stopped in a bush and waited, watching, for prey. A wolf would also do. he thought, smirking.