The Angst of Boredom ;Open;

[Miss Midnight||]

Dewstar glanced at the black tom for only a second before turning to her warrior. If we don’t warn the other Clans then the whole forest is going to be in the clutches of that traitor and his followers. She put in her own opinion, speaking of her ex-warrior Smokepelt. She could not forgive the actions he had taken and she was not going to let him do anything further. The blue leader shifted a bit uncomfortably, the end of her tail flicking with doubt.

Midnightfang’s yellow gaze sharpened to fit the seriousness of the conversation. If ShadowClan still needs time to recover, it is perfectly fine that you stay here and what the she-cat says is true; your apprentices are going to suffer if you don’t take the time to train them. The deputy said. He had no problem helping out his old friend and her Clan, but he could feel the growing tension cracking between the usual enemies.

[.Whitey.]

Wouldn't it be wise to send a patrol or two towards the other clans? Perhaps if you forewarned them they might be prepared; they would still fiercely be outnumbered but its worth a shot of them being ready rather than them taken by surprise. the senior warrior suggested to her leader; unwanted thoughts creeping into her head.

It was almost impossible not to think about them. She could see the consequences of not acting; even the loners that were normally peaceful would have something to say about their own land taken over...especially the bad ones.

[`s қ y . x x]

Oakstorm gave a small growl, his tail lashing from side to side as he gave Midnightfang a brief nod of his head with respect. He had nothing against the deputy but the whole senario was getting on his nerves. 'True, the other clans will need warning but there is nothing more we can do for them apart from that and remember, some cats may not believe our word for it and will be attacked anyways.' the deputy rasped.

Oakstorm looked to Midnightfang, his tail now wrapped tightly around his paws and his cinnamon pelt burning with the sun. 'But again, the clan comes first and right now we need to focus on training our apprentices and getting back our strength and numbers more than anything so we can run those pieces of fox dung out of our territory,' he meowed, flattening his brissled fur.

[.Whitey.]

Shadowstep said nothing. She took into account what Oakstorm had said. Perhaps but what if traqining their own apprentices took too long? She didn't say anything; it wasn't her place to tell the deputy how to do his job.

[&&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò]]

[/i] He thought as he pushed the thought into the back of his mind.

He also knew that what Dewstar and Shadowstep said were true. There had always been four Clans in the forest, and if Windclan and RiverClan were taken next, all of the Clans would have to find new homes possibly. Either that or with WindClan and RiverClan destroyed there would only be two! Garlicpaw gulped loudly. He was a bit scared and wasn't sure if he would fight them one day but he had to remember that no matter what, he had to defend the Clan, even at the cost of his life. He shivvered. Strange .... He thought. Why did that happen. The weather is starting to get warmer too.[/ul][/size]

[silvercloud]

"You know, when I was a kit, I dealed with my boredom, instead of bothering the warriors about it." Replied Willowfire, coming up behind Lilykit. "Instead of pestering the rest of us, why don't you make like a mouse, and scurry along. And if you're bored, I could alway see if the elders need fresh moss, or a tick they need removed." She said, glaring at the kit. "Shadowclanners! They think the whole world belongs to them! Well next time I get the chance, I'll show them!" She glared at Kenoscar as well, her eyes full of the same violence as his, though her fur was eerily flat. "And I'd watch your act, 'Kenny'. I don't like this alliance any more than you do; in fact, I really don't care what you do, as long as it doesn't harm Thunderclan, but our superiors have ordered this... unholy, alliance, and I respect the chain of command." She gave a slight sneer or distrust, and sat down, never taking her piercing gaze off of Kenoscar.

[//Cindy// l u n a]

Lilypaw gulped and backed away from the angry ThunderClanner. She was only a kit, but she knew better than to stress the tight-stretched patience of the Clans any more. She nodded meekly, and padded away, glancing back every few steps with an anxious kind of annoyance.

OOC: I'm sorry for the short post - I have so little time & so much to reply to.

[silvercloud]

Willowfire watched the kit go through angery slits. "When are you going to make a move? Shadowclan can't, and won't, stay here forever; its... its... unholy! And if you don't make the first move, then they will." She said to Dewstar. "Plus, if you didn't want to deal with the hostility, then you shoud've thought of that before you asked for our help." Eyes still cold and hard, she swept her gaze across the Shadowclanners.

[`s қ y . x x]

Howlingflame.

Howlingflame gave a growl, rolling onto his paws as Lilykit didn't even get to him. 'That was uncalled for, she's only a kit,' he growled, standing up and looking at Willowfire firecely, pale amber orbs glowing with anger. Kits are allowed to be kits, no matter what any bossy ThunderClan cat said.

Howlingflame tried to calm himself down, flattening the fur on the back of his neck and turning to prowl across the camp,making sure his rather short tail was aimed to hit Willowfire in the head as he moved.

Oakstorm.

The ShadowClan deputy turned his gaze to Willowfire and gave a snarl. 'Did any cat here ask for your opinion you nosey little thunderclanner, it's not up to you what happens in the clans,' he snarled, his blue gaze burning with coldfire as he glared at her before turning his attention back to Midnightfang and Dewstar, giving a dismissive flick of his longfurred tail.

He swipped his tongue over his well groomed chest before clearing his thorat and holding up a paw. 'It doesn't matter how long we stay here for as long as we are not just staying here for the sake of it. If there are cats that are still injured and if the clan is still weak, then we at least need to get more apprentices training but if not, it's time we took back what is rightfully ours,' Oakstorm mewed, flattening his flask fur and taking a deep breat, directing his now calm comments to his fellow deputy and the leader.

[.Whitey.]

Shadowstep nodded her head at the ground near the other ShadowClanners to Lilykit. It wasn't exactly fair for one cat to tell a kit to go away especially a Thunderclan warrior as well; but Willowfire one day would learn her lesson not to interfere with ShadowClanners. Lilykit, you can stay here if you wish. she mewed calmly to the kit. Shadowstep didn't mind the kit sat there or to play there just as long as she didn't do anything stupid to the ones that were having the more serious conversation.

[&&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò]]

[/b] He snarled at the ThunderClan she-cat. You're not her mother! He growled, unsheathing his claws. He walked closer towards Willowfire until he could touch his nose to hers, letting out a small hiss. Besides, you've no buiseness here![/size][/ul]

[.Whitey.]

Shadowstep nudged back the apprentice. Calm it. We don't need any unnecessary violence from ThunderClan and ShadowClan okay you two? she mewed stepping in before a fight DID start. It was stupid to have an allegiance with a Clan that was at war with them; it was even more stupid considering ThunderClan and ShadowClan were facing RogueClan. Garlicpaw, surely Dewstar has not made you understand the Warrior Code? We all lose our tempers but that is not a reason to start a fight. Sheath your claws. she mweded scolding the young apprentice like a mentor would. It was Willowfire's fault too but it wasn't fair just blaming her when Garlicpaw was retaliating too.

[silvercloud]

Willowfire hissed, and for the first time, her fur fluffed up. "How dare you Shadowclanners tel me right from wrong?! Would you rather have a few, disciplened warriors, or a bunch of wild, and demanding ones? Lilykit shall be an apprentice soon, and that means she should start acting like one. The philosophy- 'kits will be kits' doesn't apply to her anymore, and in a time of crisis, the sooner she grows up, the better!" She turned her pale burning eyes to Garlicpaw. "And as for you," She spat, "I'm glad I'm not a mother! Everyone has a role in this life, and being a queen is not mine!" Her fur flatened, "Not while there are those who'd break the warrior code, and still live."

"Like our current stituation." She thought bitterly. "Such an unholy alliance!

[&&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò]]

[/i] He thought, anger burning through his mind, his tail lashing more than what it was when he had confronted the ThunderClan Warrior.[/size][/ul]

[//Cindy// l u n a]

"I'll go," mewed Lilykit in a small voice; she knew that it was better to make peace between the Clans by simply agreeing with Willowfire. She trotted off, crushed but still full of energy. She headed for the nursery, planning to slip out of it once more in just a little bit and go run around behind the camp. She didn't want to sit and play with a ball of moss; she was beginning to outgrow solo play. She either wanted company or a nice, long race through the woods. She was beginning to like those more and more, and becoming less and less interested in play. She couldn't wait to be an apprentice, hating the confines of the small ThunderClan camp.

OOC: I'm leaving this thread; I have sooooo many to reply to every time I'm on.