It's About Time (Stream needs a mentor)

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    "To whom, I wonder," Stream said with a cutting edge to her voice. She started off along the branches. Perhaps she could teach Honey a thing or two. After giving the prey-hunter a cursory look, she decided that there was a chance at being older than her. Reincarnation would do that to a cat, put an older mind in a younger body. It wasn't as though Honey would believe her if she told, although, if she thought that this Stone Teller was all that, she might believe anything. Stream gave a flick of her white-tipped tail. Perhaps she would see later.

    Honey frowned as they entered stone teller's cave"I've got it."she said


    "Good,inspect it for scent,than put it back,we will chase them out in the morning."he said carelessly


    "No,I got this wolf with my life at steak,not to mention my to-be!the scent proves only a female lives in the den,wait after winter and we can chase them out.

    Stream refused point blank to enter the den, not trusting Stone Teller in the least. He seems like a cat that might murder me, she thought. It seems like he has it in for this one. She listened to their conversation from outside with the ghost of a sneer. Wrapping her tail around her paws and debating whether or not to alert Shadowwalker or someone about the pair, she waited in the trees for Honey to return.

    "You can get another prey-hunter to do this because the mother will smell us and abandon the pup! Not to mention she will kill all of us after she pinpoints our scent!"she thundered into the trees leaving the pup in camp "we are going hunting,by the lake."she said through gritted teeth.

    "You're a moron," Stream said bluntly to Honey, not leaving her tree. Allowing what she said sink in for a moment, she stood and stretched. "I'll have to follow you to the lake. I wasn't aware that there was one." As she started off through the branches, she cast a look of regret at the cub. Perhaps it would be adopted into the tribe, but she could not tell yet. That poor family must be a wreck by now, the to-be reflected.

    "She hissed in anger as a bird set off alarm"you know what?i hate stone teller,ever wines he became leader he has Ben sending prey-hunters and to-be's into death traps,WHY NOT CAVE-GUARDS?!He has got to go!"

    Stream froze, then turned on Honey, leaping down from the tree. "I don't know what tribe you're from," she growled. "But Stone Teller is not leader of mine. Not the Tribe of Burning Eclipse or EclipseTribe or whatever." She took a step forward, her heart fluttering with fear. She reminded herself that this cat wasn't trained to fight and that she had been. She had the advantage in combat, should it come to that. "Tell me who you are, now." her voice was thin, but fairly commanding.

    "I see." Stream kept her claws sheathed, but crouched a bit lower. "I am Stream Where Stoat Rests, formerly Streampaw of HawkClan and before that, Steamfall of SkyClan. Now," she flicked her tail . "What do you want?" She realized that it was a bad idea to tangle with anyone. Fighting had never been her strong suit, not even in her new body. Even so, ShadowClan wasn't exactly unfriendly toward them, not yet, anyway, so there was no need to fight unless Honeypelt wanted to push it there.

    She smirked"shadowclan sent me to get secrets and weak spots,shadowclan and boneclan plan a alliance,together we will take over this land for ourselves!"she said happily.

    "You are out of your mind," Stream sighed under her breath. As she continued, she raised her voice to a normal level. "I'm sure. Now, head back home and please stop wasting my time. I just need a mentor and now look," she flicked her tail expressively. "No one is going to pay attention to me. I'll have to go it alone." The to-be watched Honeypelt coolly with her round blue eyes, waiting for her to go.

    Honeypelt shook out her pelt"I wish you would not be so cockey,it gets cats killed"she headed down the path to the can territory's and spoke to the leaders"it is time."

    ic: Stream didn't care. Honeypelt could bring back her band of rouges, whatever. The to-be padded off a few steps, leaped up a tree, and headed off toward the river.


    ooc: This is getting a little silly.

    OOC:it is,I'll play a tribe cave-guard.


    IC:storm wich harsh winds blow trod over"why are you on clan territory?and where is honey?"he asked kindly,his blue eyes searching.

    ooc: I'm losing interest. I may stop playing. I really just needed a mentor.


    ic: "You're a moron," Stream said bluntly. I'm glad that you can't recognise the scent of your own tribe." She stopped a moment to sneer at Storm. Then she continued and finished anwering his question. "Honey is a mental case, a time waster, and a traitor. Good riddance to her."

    I know,to be honest I really wanted honey to be awesome,but obviously that has not happened and I understand why your losing interest.


    Storm hissed at her"you will not treat me with such disrespect!i knew she would do this,she was stupid,we will not stress over a dumb cat.stoneteller was being wise,he made me your mentor,let's go patrol near camp.

    ooc: Yes. Also, the leader of this tribe is Shadowwalker, but the deputy Standstill is standing in.


    ic: "I'm not going with you," Stream said, sitting down on her branch. "I'm a hunter, not a fighter, and Stone Teller isn't my leader."

    Kk


    "No,he stould as as leader until she left,we will patrol than hunt,shadowwalker is still leader,he was seeing to her not being a threat,she is dead."