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Claim?
Ah yes claim, this is where gatherings and inter-clan activities will take place, starting with the gathering which will come soon
When will we do it?
When all the clans are ready. Right now I think StreamClan isn’t in the middle of anything, BreezeClan also just finished being in the middle of things, WoodClan was never really in the middle of anything, and SandClan just needs to do their warrior ceremonies thingie.
Okay! Yeah, I need to finish the ceremony. Anyway, this should be fun! This roleplay has really expanded from when it started! 🙂
It really has! I never thought the roleplay would go this far when I started it.
True!
Palestar walked into the Gathering place (Island? Fourtrees? Something else), her chin raised high. “go talk to the other apprentices”, she nudged Heronpaw and Mosspaw forward. “You’ll be surprised at how nice they are. Just don’t give anything away.”
Wolfstar pushed through the bushed surrounding the Gathering place, followed by many other apprentices and warriors. “I’m sure you all have some friends around here.” He said to the SandClan cats. “Go on and talk to them.” Wolfstar walked over to where the WoodClan leader was standing. “Greetings, Palestar. How are things in WoodClan?”
(it could just be Fourtrees)
Swiftstar walked into the clearing uncertainly, still nervous about the warriors on the patrol. She already regretted her decision. “Okay everyone scatter, do not give anything away, or we’re crowfood.” she hissed to her clan. Avoiding Palestar and Wolfstar- she was definitely going to panic if she tried talking to them at the moment, she went to sit by the elders.
“Swiftstar! Come to listen to us! We were just about to talk about *blah blah elder gossip*” Riverflight said. Swiftstar sighed, settling down for the long story.
Goldpaw looked around excitedly. Her first gathering! Even if Swiftstar had only let her come to keep her out of the way of the patrol, it was exciting. She bounded up to the other apprentices. “HI, I’m Goldpaw, who’re you!”
~Silverstar~
Silverstar walked into the Fourtrees, looking around at her clan she said. “Remember, don’t get too friendly with the other clans.” As she smoothly walked over to Palestar and Wolfstar, she noticed Swiftstar had avoided the two clan leaders. “Interesting.” She muttered.
“HI, OMG, ANOTHER APPRENTICE!” The apprentice calmed down. “Sorry, got too excited, aaannnwaaay, I’m Bluepaw!”
“Who I am is none of your business.” Blackpaw said.
Bluepaw sighed. “Could you be at least a little more welcoming, Blackpaw?” Turning to the apprentice she said. “Sorry about my brother, just try to ignore him, anyway, is this your first gathering? Because it’s mine.”
“This is my first Gathering too”, Snowpaw said. “I’m Snowpaw and this is Goldpaw. Hi!”
Chatting with Palestar, Wolfstar wondered where the other leaders were. He glanced around and saw Silverstar sitting at the edge of the clearing, sitting silently but glancing at Swiftstar. The leader looked over to Swiftstar, who was visibly shifting her paws and casting glances over to him and Palestar. She was obviously embarrassed and nervous. “You know,” Wolfstar said to Palestar, “I think I’m starting to regret attacking BreezeClan. Swiftstar’s avoiding us.” He said, waving his tail in the direction of the BreezeClan leader.
“It was a dumb move”, Palestar murmured. “Those are rare in WoodClan, if you ask me. But then, she did cross your border and start a battle with no reason told.”
“Greetings, Wolfstar”, Palestar smiled friendly. “Everything’s fine.” She flicked her ear at Swiftstar’s obvious attempt of avoiding them.” And how are things in BreezeClan, Swiftstar?“
Finbite looked around
My first gathering as a warrior! I can’t wait! Oh look! That looks like a new apprentice. He thought purring. Finbite walked over to the small cat with the group of other apprentices.
“Hiya! I just became a warrior tonight! I’m Finbite! Whats your names?”
(Hello fellow Timberclanner)
“Hello, I’m Bluepaw, this is my first gathering.” She paused. “Whats your name?”
Blackpaw snorted. “Another cat, he’s not even a apprentice!” He said to the warrior.
Bluepaw rolled her eyes. “Don’t mind him, my brother is a softy underneath the surface, speaking of littermates, Rosepaw why don’t you introduce yourself?”
“Hiiiiii! I’m Rosepaw! I’m Bluepaw’s sister!” Rosepaw sai excitedly.
A pale golden dappled she-cat smiled friendly, her tail-tip twitching. “I’m Oceanclaw. I’m Finbite’s littermate.” She stopped. “Oh, that’s Finbite, by the way.” Then she frowned. “You smell of…StreamClan. Is that where you come from?” Her smile became a little forced.
Whiterose wandered over, her eyes narrowing when she saw the two SandClan apprentices.
“HI!” Goldpaw said cheerily, oblivious of Oceanclaw’s discomfort. “I’m Goldpaw, I’m from BreezeClan!”
Swiftstar winced at Goldpaw’s enthusiasm. However it certainly wasn’t suspicious… Swiftstar decided to talk to the other leaders. Maybe she wouldn’t die of embarrassment.
“BreezeClan?” Oceanclaw’s cheek bones (I forgot the name…) hurt as she gritted her teeth to keep her smile. DON’T THOSE CATS HAVE ANY, ANY AT ALL, SHAME?! “Well, well”, she sighed internally. “Congratulations for the apprenticeship”, she told Goldpaw. She wasn’t on the battle she wasn’t on the battle she wasn’t on the battle, she repeated mentally.
“Me and Flowerpaw are 7 now I think” Goldpaw said cheerfully.
(Hita Timberclanner!)
Finbite Chuckled
“So how many moons are you guys?” He asked the apprentices.
(I apprenticed them late so I don’t know)
“Six and a few sunrises”, Rosepaw told him, fluffing out her chest.
Softsplash trotted into the Gathering place with the rest of her Clan, and looked around for a quieter place to sit. She spotted a less crowded place near a bramble bush, and slid over to it. As she sat, she observed the other cats as she always did. She pricked her ears as she caught snippets of conversation, mainly just gossip. Occasionally cats would meow a quick ‘hello’, but besides that Softsplash mainly kept to herself.
“Could I sit with you, Softsplash?” Violetwing came up.
Softsplash dipped her head at Violetwing. “Yes of course.” She opened her mouth to try and make conversation, when her eyes landed on an unfamiliar handsome brown-and-white tom across the clearing. “Sorry Violetwing, I’ve got to go say hi to- er- someone.” Without really thinking she trotted over to the tom. Once she stood before him, she froze, opening and closing her mouth as she tried to find the words. “Um- hi!” she sputtered eventually, now wondering why she thought it was a good idea to walk over to him. “I’m Splashsoft- I mean Softsplash! I’m from StreamClan!” She shuffled her paws, embarrassed at her loss of words.
Eagleshade was awakened from his trance by a voice next to him. Turning his head, he saw a black-and-white she-cat with dazzling lavender eyes you could get lost in. “H-hello,” Eagleshade stammered to the pretty she-cat. “I’m, uh, Eagleshade! I’m from Breeze-no-WoodClan!” Eagleshade screamed at himself in his head, mad that he couldn’t form words like a newborn kit. “Nice to meet you, Softsplash.” Eagleshade gave a nervous chuckle before shaking out his fur and looking at Softsplash again. But when he looked into her eyes, the entire clearing and all the cats in it seemed to disappear.
“Eagleshade…” she marveled at his name before shaking herself. “It’s wonderful to meet you!” she met his eyes as he stared at her and suddenly forgot where she was and that they were in different Clans.
Eagleshade padded into the clearing, recognizing the moonlit space from many previous Gatherings. Looking up, the brown-and-white tom saw that the moon was shining brightly, and not a cloud was visible in the pitch-black sky. “Good,” He said to himself. “Not a chance of this Gathering being cancelled.” Glancing around, Eagleshade retreated to the edge of the clearing, watching the many cats chat and their pelts slip by him. Enjoying the cool breeze tugging on his fur, Eagleshade looked up at the empty Great Oak and waited for the Gathering to start.
I can do this… Swiftstar thought, forcing herself to straighten up. I need to talk to people so I don’t seem like I’m avoiding them… okay… maybe I’ll just pretend I’m mad about the battle still and not talk to cats maybe uhhh what do i do. Swiftstar shook herself. She was supposed to be a clan leader! She walked over to Silverstar. “how is the prey running is StreamClan?” she asked. Her paws trembled slightly and she wondered how the patrol was doing.
“Would you look at that,” Wolfstar whispered to Palestar. “Swiftstar’s talking. Of course, not to us. I have a feeling she’ll confront us once the Gathering has started.” Wolfstar watched Swiftstar and Silverstar talk with stiff politeness. “Speaking of the Gathering starting, I think it’s about time. All the leaders are here, aren’t they?” Wolfstar looked around and saw all the cats still talking. He padded over to the Great Oak and easily hoisted himself onto the second lowest branch, beckoning with his tail to the other leaders.
(Can the Gathering start now, Goldclaw?)
Silverstar saw Wolfstar hoist himself on the branch, politely excusing herself from her conversation with Swiftstar she padded calmly over to the Great oak and, bunching her muscles, leapt up.
(I’m ready if you are, also in my announcement of what’s been happening in Streamclan, can I go first because Streamclan is the only clan that hasn’t been in the middle of anything)
(Oki)
Palestar leaped after Silverstar, giggling quietly at Wolfstar’s remark. “True”, she whispered. “But well, at least she’s trying. It’s more than I expected.”
While waiting for Swiftstar to follow up the oak, Wolfstar decided to let the other cats know the Gathering was starting. “Let the Gathering begin!” Wolfstar yowled in a booming call.
-Eagleshade-
Eagleshade’s head snapped away from Softsplash’s lilac gaze, startled by the SandClan leader’s call. “The Gathering is starting!” He whispered to the black-and-white she-cat.
(sure)
Swiftstar leapt onto the Greak Oak, looking somber.
(StreamClan will start then)
“Silverstar, would you like to start?” Wolfstar asked the StreamClan leader as the cats in the clearing quieted down, eager to hear what each leader had to say.
Silverstar
“The prey is running well in Streamclan and we have two new apprentices, Bluepaw and Rosepaw.” She paused for the chanting of the two apprentice’s names. “That is all, Wolfstar, how is Woodclan?”
Goldpaw cheered alongside the others for Rosepaw and Bluepaw, hoping she’s have the same reception. (haha no goldpaw)
Flowerpaw let out a halfhearted yowl, looking annoyed to be there.
Swiftstar barely heard what Silverstar said, too wrapped up in her own thoughts about the patrol.
(Just letting you know, Wolfstar leads SandClan. :))
Wolfstar dipped his head to Silverstar and started his report. “Prey is running well in SandClan. Also, we have two new warriors in SandClan, Finebite and Oceanclaw!” Wolfstar continued once the chanting cats quieted down. “That is all. Swiftstar, would you like to go next?”
Oceanclaw smiled as the cats cheered her name. “Warriors!” She whispered to Finbite.
Palestar narrowed her eyes, her shoulder fur starting to bristle, but she smoothed it. She was…Insterested in what Swiftstar was about to say.
Finbite puffed out his chest and looked proud as the cats around him cheered.
Softsplash broke her gaze from Eagleshade and realized that the Gathering had officially started. She straightened up and tried to pay attention to the leaders, but she was all too aware of the cat sitting next to her.
Eagleshade couldn’t stop himself from glancing to Softsplash once in a while, and realized their pelts were brushing. He distanced himself slightly, keeping his eyes on the leaders.
Wolfstar sheathed and unsheathed his claws, digging them into the bark of the tree. He twitched his tail back and forth, impatient to hear what Swiftstar had to say, and somehow also dreading it. But Wolfstar knew he was ready to defend his Clan against any accusations.
(im back sorry guys)
Swiftstar sighed, and began talking. She decided to stick to the truth, except about the patrol.
“The prey is running well in BreezeClan. We have 3 new apprentices, Goldpaw, Snowpaw and Flowerpaw. We are *ahem* recovering after being raided by WoodClan and SandClan, and the untimely death of Scarletpelt.” as soon as the words tumbled out of her mouth she regretted them. Now she’d have to explain about Darkpelt, which would bring her closer to the patrol that (she thought) was trespassing.
Storkclaw looked enraged. Was Swiftstar accusing them of killing someone? “What are you suggesting!” the elder yowled.
“Oh uh no, uhhh Darkpelt killed Scarletpelt. She is now at large in the clan territories. Before she escaped though, she mentioned leaking information to umm WoodClan.” Swiftstar said “ummm uh Not to say that WoodClan was um involved, but err do you have any idea where Darkpelt might have umm gone?” Swiftstar stuttered. For StarClan’s sake, what was she doing.
Stormflight looked at Whiterose. “Well Swiftstar is a complete mess right now.”
“Yeah. I think I remember them asking for help during the battle, right? When Silverstar was out? Guess they managed it.” Whiterose replied.
“Glad StreamClan didn’t get involved in this mess.” Stormflight said.
“ARE YOU MOUSE-BRAINED?” Palestar’s trademark calmness and self-control completely vanished. “DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK WOODCLAN WOULD HEAR OUT A MURDERER? I SAY YOU’RE TRYING TO GET EXCUSES TO DISTRACT OTHERS FROM THE WAY YOU TREPASSED SANDCLAN’S BORDER AND STARTED A BATTLE JUST YESTERDAY!” Her eyes blazed with undisguisable fury. Then she sat down again and took a few deep breaths to calm herself. When she spoke again, she wasn’t shouting nor bristling – but she still glared at Swiftstar. “You’re telling me that a BreezeClan cat murdered their own Clanamate fox-heartedly in a battle her own Clan started and this fox-hearted murderer of her own Clanmates said she shared information with another Clan, and you actually believed her?” Mouse-brain! Do you call yourself a leader? Are ALL BreezeClan cats those eager to BELIEVE A MURDERER? StarClan, why me? “That’s more mouse-brained than I thought you’d act. And now you’re accusing my Clan?” She narrowed her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. At least that explained the frightened apprentice who had returned two sunrises ago from a supposed ‘nighthunt’ and refused to tell what had happened. And the BreezeClan scent inside the borders alongside prey blood. (Swiftstar: *tells what happened with Darkpelt*
Palestar: TRIGGERED)
Wolfstar growled underneath his breath. “If you think we’d take in a murderer, Swiftstar, you are DEAD wrong. Darkpelt is a threat to us all, now that you mention her. She could be lurking in the shadows, ready to strike and take another life!” Wolfstar’s eyes blazed with fury. “And if you think I’m not going to blame you, wrong again. If Darkpelt touches a single hair on any SandClan cat’s pelt, it’s on you. She is a BreezeClan cat, after all.” He lashed his tail and still glared at Swiftstar. “And Palestar is right. She told you her reasons, and you believed her like she was leader. She probably had some other reason behind what she did! And you were so EAGER to BELIEVE her…” Wolfstar barely managed to stop himself from pouncing onto Swiftstar. Instead, he turned away and kept growling.
Swiftstar sighed. “I DIDN’T SAY YOU TOOK IN A MURDERER. I said that maybe you talked to a random cat for who knows why, and then LATER, UNKNOWN TO YOU, she maybe murdered someone. We did not start the battle, we ACCIDENTALLY wandered into SandClan territories while doing oThEr StuFf outside of clan territories, and they attacked us even after we said we didn’t mean to trespass. You’re the ones who took it personally and decided to storm our camp. And I can’t seem to recall what we ever did to WoodClan.” Swiftstar said angrily. “We know that Darkpelt obviously could lie, but she had nothing to really lose when we asked her. I just thought maybe I could ask, since we all need to find Darkpelt before she gets into more trouble!” Swiftstar growled.
(and now for gathering commentary with…..*theme song* Stormflight and Whiterose!)
“oof” Stormflight said.
“I’m surprised StarClan hasn’t ended the gathering already with everyone about to claw eachother’s throats off” Whiterose said.
“Shhhh pay attention I want to hear what they say.” Stormflight hissed.
“You trespassed. We had every right to attack, especially since you had no good reason and had many cats with you.” Wolfstar retorted angrily. “And, FYI, we didn’t talk to ANY random cat. Do you think any of my warriors are dumb enough to make small talk with a stranger? Perhaps your cats are, and that’s why you suffered an ill fate.” The SandClan leader continued to bristle and growl, the rage in his eyes intensifying by the second. Cats around the tree began to look worried, wondering if a fight would break out between the leaders in the middle of a Gathering. The tension seemed to crackle like lightning in the moonlit air, and wisps of clouds drifted across the moon.
Silverstar watched quietly, waiting for the three leaders to let out their pent up hostility, resolving that if things went too far, she would step in.
Softsplash’s eyes widened and she stiffened as she watched the leaders squabbling.
“I hope this resolves itself, don’t you Eagleshade?” she accidentally flicked Eagleshade with her tail, and quickly pulled it back to her side. She was annoyed with herself for being so flustered and distracted by just a simple brush of fur, and pricked her ears to focus on the leaders once more.
“Yeah…” Eagleshade said, wistful. His attention was fixed on the moon. Eagleshade had realized the clearing was darkening, and had looked up to see bigger clouds covering the moon, making it harder to see the leaders. Both Silverstar and Palestar were watching, not getting involved in the dispute. Wolfstar and Swiftstar were getting angrier and angrier at each other. Wolfstar’s ears were flattened against his head and his claws scraped at the bark. He looked about ready to pounce. Swiftstar looked just as mad. Someone needed to break up the fight before the two leaders lost it and started fighting. Then StarClan would wrap things up for sure. “I had thought there was no chance of this gathering being cancelled.” Eagleshade mumbled to himself. “Guess I was wrong.”
(This is actually a good time to do an epic reveal hehe)
“Excuse me? I hardly think 3 warriors and an apprentice is ‘so many cats’. We went two steps over your border and you went crying to WoodClan to help you tear up our camp! I doubt Darkpelt would have been able to kill anyone without that convenient distraction!” Swiftstar seethed, hackles rising. All common sense was forgotten. How dare Wolfstar mock her clan, she thought, blinded with anger. Her claws were still sheathed, but they trembled now, ready to claw off someone’s muzzle if she had to.
Goldpaw shivered at the words. Was Swiftstar going to cause more problems? A thin wisp of cloud had covered the moon, but it was not enough to stop the angry leaders. She looked up desperately, hoping that the gathering would end before it turned into a battle. ‘ughhh come on’ she whispered and suddenly thunder rumbled overhead. The dark clouds seemed to double in size, but the moon remained clear.
Swiftstar looked up, irritated. “Look that is clearly StarClan disapproving, of you starting a fight over me simply ASKING if Palestar MAYBE knew where Darkpelt was from before she decided to murder cats.” the gray-white she-cat growled, pawing at the branch.
‘nonononono’ Goldpaw thought, what was Swiftstar doing. Wolfstar looked even more angry now. Swiftstar was completely ruining things. (darn everyone hates Swiftstar now eh) She looked back up at the sky anxiously and this time the dark clouds swelled and cast a shadow over the clearing. Lightning struck, illuminating the frightened faces of the cats below and rain poured down. ‘yes’ Goldpaw muttered.
“AAAH A THUNDERSTORM” Whiterose shrieked. Stormflight moaned. “We’re all wet. And not good wet. Bad wet. What did WE do to deserve this, just rain on the leaders evil cloudsss”
Palestar glared at both Swiftstar and Wolfstar, but seemed specifically eager to claw Swiftstar’s throat off. She looked at the sky and shot the BreezeClan leader a fake smile. “Seems like StarClan disapproves. Honestly, Swiftstar, I never thought you would be foolish – or mouse-hearted, or both – enough to trespass on other Clans’ territory ‘looking for a murderer’ you let arrive, without asking the other Clans whose territory you would TREPASS ON if you could, and without even telling them about a murderer who had escaped your paws. Simply asking if I knew could have been worded differently without the sub toned accusation. I suggest you watch your tongue next time, Swiftstar, and watch your Clan”, she narrowed her eyes at the gray-and-white cat. “…For WoodClan cats aren’t known for being bad fighters.” With that, she turned around to the other leaders. “Farewell, Silverstar. Bye, Wolfstar. I wish Swiftstar hadn’t turned this Gathering into such a oppressing event. If BreezeClan gives any of you trouble, you can turn to WoodClan.” She dipped her head and leaped off the rock. “WoodClan! With me!”
(I REALLY want to do a battle because that would be epic but then no one would like me so yeah)
At the insults, Wolfstar almost lost it. He crouched down, ready to pounce, his claws unsheathed and teeth bared. He wanted to rip Swiftstar’s throat out. The leader was about to pounce, but then he realized what he was doing. He did his best to keep his burning rage bottled up, but he failed to smooth his bristling fur. Wolfstar decided it was best to leave. StarClan was about as angry as he was, and they weren’t hesitating to show it through the brewing storm. “We’ll be leaving now,” He growled. “Watch your back, Swiftstar. You never know when we’ll strike.” With that, Wolfstar leaped off the branch and walked away swiftly. “SandClan, let’s go.” He didn’t spare a glance back, for he knew taking one more look at that undeserving BreezeClan leader’s face, he would completely lose it. He Clan following him, SandClan left Fourtrees without a single glance back at the other two Clans.
(Wait the other clans don’t know that they are trespassing, and also they didn’t actually trespass.)
(Oops I read it wrong. ALLOW ME TO FIX THAT)
A sleek blue-gray she-cat from the BreezeClan part of the crowd looked away guiltily. I wish she hadn’t mentioned that. Now Swiftstar will find out I told her! Lunarbrook thought. (Hey, I like that name! I’lol add a form if you all want, just a momentary character so I could fix it.)
(I want a battle too, Wolfy xD)
(ooh nice name. A battle should come soon, just need more trauma for BreezeClan first.)
(thnx! And lol)
Softsplash frowned and sighed, wishing that this night hadn’t taken such a turn. Swiftstar, Palestar, and Wolfstar looked ready to tear each others throats out, whilst Silverstar watched them. Everyone around her seemed tense, and she shrank into herself as another cloud swam across the moon. Starting to become anxious that a fight might break out, she flattened her ears and tried to look as small as possible.
[Oops all the comments above hadn’t been modded when I made this comment. Kinda sounds weird now lol]
Finbite was glaring at Swiftstar his pelt bristling slightly but he tryed smoothing it his claws flexing in and out.
If Any of them attack I will defend my clan till my last breath. I will protect my leader. He thought
*Lionbark*
Lionbark was ready to defend his clan with everything he had.
Jaywing*
Jaywing sat calmly though inside he was screaming and mouse-braining, fox-hearting, well every insult there was at Swiftstar. He would try to calm the leaders down if anything broke out.
(the time will come for epic battles, but for now they will just leave in a huff)
Swiftstar leapt off the rock. “Come on BreezeClan. Let’s get out of here.” she said. Goldpaw, looking relieved, raced up to her. “Good thing the gathering ended! But I think everyone hates us now.” Swiftstar groaned.
“I actually have no idea what just happened.” she said wearily. Goldpaw began to summarize “So first you avoided the other leaders which made them suspicious, then they gave normal reports, then you sorta accused Palestar and-”
“I did not accuse anyone. I just ASKED” Swiftstar said, jumping over a log. The BreezeClan cats muttered, clearly also displeased.
“Yeah but it sort of sounded like an accusation. And then Palestar and Wolfstar got mad and you all started yowling at eachother. Then uhh StarClan ended the gathering and everyone left dramatically.” Goldpaw said.
“They attacked our camp though.” Swiftstar complained. “They’re just making excuses, because of one REALLY BRIEF AND UNREMARKABLE border fight.”
“Yeah but maybe you shouldn’t have brought it up. Like just said ‘oh yeah also there is this cat around who is a murderer, any ideas as to where they are, and also they are super dangerous so be on the lookout’ without mentioning the conflicts.” Goldpaw suggested. It was a valid point… but Swiftstar wasn’t going to tell her that! Why was she talking to an apprentice about all of this? “Go talk to your friends about it! You’re not a senior warrior.” Swiftstar ordered, hurrying to get ahead. She wanted to know what happened with the patrol. And if they had trespassed. If SandClan or WoodClan caught scent of them, they’d be in a lot more trouble.
Once they were out of the other Clans’ earshot, Autummstream turned to Swiftstar with her dark blue eyes blazing. “YOU MOUSE-BRAIN!! DO YOU WANT A BATTLE?! DID YOU WANT TO OUT YOUR CLAN IN DANGER?! WHY DID YOU ACCUSE PALESTAR?! AND FOR STARCLAN’S SAKE, ARE YOU SERIOUSLY THAT DUMB THAT YOU DO NOT REALIZED WHAT YOU JUST DID OR IS IT JUST PRETENDING?! Because either way, you are NOT the leader I thought you were!” Her piercing glare seemed to cut through Swiftstar and she dug her claws into the ground. “Well, if you’re too mouse-brained to even put things together, let me tell you what happened: First you avoided the other leaders very suspiciously, then when you finally speak you bring up the battle, which BY THE WAY YOU HAVEN’T YET EXPLAINED TO THEM WHY WE TREPASSED. YOU STATE ‘OH, BUT THREE WARRIORS AND AN APPRENTICE WAS bArElY aN iNvAsIoN. WELL, GUESS WHAT: IF YOU DIDN’T STATE THE REASON AND TREPASSED ON THEIR TERRITORY, IT’S STILL CODEBREAKING!!!” Her voice grew so loud some cats close to her flinched. “THEN YOU SUBTONEDLY ACCUSE WOODCLAN, IN FRONT OF THE WOODCLAN LEADER!!” Her voice rose up to the sky, probably waking up StarClan. Then, like a river after an unexpected tisunami, her voice grew lower and calmer, her pelt smoothed and her eyes cooled. “I’m sorry, Swiftstar, but it can’t keep up this way. If you’re going to put BreezeClan in danger every battle you start, if you’re going to provoke the other leaders at a Gathering and ruin BreezeClan’s image and reputation, the least you owe us is an apology. I do hope you try to change so this doesn’t happen again. Sorry for the rant, I’m just not very happy my best friend died so her leader could endanger and humiliate her Clanmates.” I miss you, Scarletpelt. With that, she swirled and walked away, leaving the group to reach her camp on her own.
Silverstar sighed at Swiftstar’s antics and leaped off the rock (Hey can someone tell me how you do italics cause I can’t figure it out)
“Come on Streamclan, let’s go home.”
Softsplash glanced at Eagleshade nervously.
“Looks like your Clan is leaving. You better go…” she paused hesitantly before continuing. “I hope to see you again soon.”
She offered a small smile, before turning to join her Clanmates once more.