[PRIV.] ❅ ℇᴠєʀℂlaɴ - ℂlaɴ øƒ ᴛʜᴇ Ƥɪɴєs ❅: Rᴏʟᴇ-Pʟᴀʏ Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ (Sɪɢɴ-Uᴘ Lɪɴᴋ Iɴsɪᴅᴇ)

She nodded, though showed no signs of relaxing anytime soon. Sky gingerly sat herself down, her tail wrapping over her thin legs as she stared at the ground, unsure as to where she was actually supposed to look.

Silverhawk steadily watches the two warriors follow the scent. "Don't go too far from the border." He warns cautiously, before padding slightly further up the border, keeping his jaw open for anything odd. 'What was that sound from earlier?' Then the tom-cat stops dead, his fur bristles in alarm. "Over here!" He calls to the two warriors, "It's rouge scent! And fresh."

The deputy lowers his head to get a better whiff of the scent, what rouge would be bold enough to cross Everclan's borders? Though at the scent of something familiar the tom stands straight up, 'Blackstripe?' Silverhawk carefully follows the scent, he stops and gazes at the direction the two scents where going. "The scent, it goes straight to camp!" He says quickly to Goldensoul and Spottedbreeze, trying his best to keep down the anger and worry. 'We have kits and queens in camp!' The silver tabby tom pauses for a moment, was Blackstripe following the rouge, or perhaps leading it to camp? The scents were so fresh it was hard to tell. The deputy then glances at the two warriors, "We're going back to camp!" He announces before bounding off, his pace not at a panicked speed, as if Blackstripe was following he would most likely stop an attack or a intruder. But fast enough that he'll make it if anything serious happens,

Sky's ears perked at the sound of distant yowls from where she had pin pointed she was at earlier. Her stomach churned as a few of them got a bit closer. Her eyes closed silently expecting one of them to kill her on sight. Blackstripes rencouragments probably wouldn't get through anytime soon no matter how hard he tried.

Goldensoul caught Silverhawk's bristling and twisted around to take a sniff. Spottedbreeze wasn't far behind either. The two warriors kept after the deputy and too noticed that the scent lead straight toward the camp. As soon as Goldensoul realized this, he began his dash straight for the entrance. He did catch Blackstripe's scent as well, however wanted to make sure in full that everything was okay and no one was in danger. As soon as he flashed past the entrance, he tried to halt his charge yet very clumsily skidded and wobbled. He found his balance quickly and searched with his eyes for this rogue.

She seemed quite frightened, likely just as much as he was to see her, a rogue, right in camp. He eyed the she-cat carefully, although didn't attempt to show any kind of offensive posture. Spottedbreeze would probably make it back to camp some heartbeats after Silverhawk would. She kind of just wanted to hunt right now, not desiring to deal with a rogue present in their clan at the moment. She decided to sit somewhere between the scene and Midnightkit. She did have a soft heart for kits, despite whether she knew them well or not. She just wanted to make sure he's kept on watch while the other cats settle the case of this scenario.

Sky flattened her ears and inched closer towards the exit, honestly considering about trying to run. She was about as thin as a cat could get before actually dieing of hunger at that point. A mouse every couple days kept her going. Her green eye focused on Goldenpelt- daring him to make a move. Her blue eye would've don the same if the tuft hadn't fallen down.

She blinked and looked him up and down before nodding, "I was just told to come here, I didn't realize I crossed your boarder." She mewed flicking an ear, her eyes shifting in a less rapid manner being assured by several cats slowly beginning to ease her. Though, it wouldn't take much to sent her off and back into the forest.

"A-are you sure..?" Sky mewled, "I've heard Leafbare is coming up, I don't want to be a burden." She flicked an ear forcing herself to keep her gaze on the leader instead of the fresh kill pile, it was the most prey she'd ever seen!

She blinked, "Thank you... I guess all of those rumors were false, I should've known- most of the others rogues were always so gabby." She dipped her head before taking a small bite of the rabbit. Don't want to seem like a pig. Sky reminded herself, the prey slowly went down her throat and into her empty stomach with a wince. Of course it would hurt, she had barely eaten and she was eating the first thing she'd had in days. Sooner or later her stomach would accustom to being able to eat more. "I can hunt whenever I'm needed- I don't think I'll ever be able to repay you for this." She squeaked thoughtfully.

She nodded and scooted herself over to the edge of camp, almost completely out of sight. Sky finished the rabbit until it was picked clean, nothing was left expect for yellowish bones. With a silent thanks to Starclan she curled up into a frail ball to protect herself from the wind and judgmental stares.

Goldensoul had watched the whole thing for a while. I thought this was going to be a dangerous rogue, not a young feline. He thought, although kind of understood how she was feeling anyway. Starved, young, uneducated; in her mind she had every right to be scared of Clan cats. His amber eyes attempted not too stare at her too much. He didn't trust her for being a rogue, but he would respect his leader's decisions and let it all come down to that.

Spottedbreeze was spending time licking the dirt from her spotted coat. It was very important, obviously, and since there was nothing to do at the moment, she may as well get it started now. Having given Goldensoul a quick look, she was disgusted to see just how much he dirtied himself after scurrying all the way back to camp. If that Tom ever decided to do what he did earlier again, she'll have his head spiked on top of an evergreen tree. Amusement spread across her lips in that imagery. Her fur began to glisten in her eyes again and had her smiling for a while. She still kept a close eye on the kit, although knowing his obedience for his "adoptive" father, she still knew all too well that he could hurt or danger himself somehow. Her opinion on the rogue was pretty pointed. She looked weak, and she disliked the weak. In terms of health, that is. She was also a rogue, and she didn't know if she should be okay with that or against it. Her father was one, and he would admit all the sins he had committed. Murder, stolen foods, all that shenanigans. She was practically half rogue, half kittypet. And thank the Light that no cat in this clan knew of that. Or, thank StarClan. She wondered if any of these cats would ever forgive her for being born by a kittypet mother and then raised by a rogue father. She decided that not even a kit would forgive her for what she did not decide, laying down on her right side with a small frown.

Sky flattened her ears catching Goldensouls stare, she shuffled backwards uneasily. The thought of staying the Leafbare burned into her mind, so many stares, so many judgmental whispers. She shivered- not just because of the cold, because of the thought that someone would drive her out even if the leader said they wouldn't.
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Silverhawk had watched Robinstar's decision from afar. The silver tabby tom just frowns, 'with leafbare so close and kits on the way, is accepting to harbour a cat a good idea?' He lashes his tail in thought, then he looks at the she-cat rogue, 'she is pretty young, I guess...' The deputy shifts his gaze to Robinstar, blinking his pale blue eyes. 'I understand why he did it, but I'll voice my concerns later.'

The tom-cat then turns and walks over to Goldensoul, "If you still have energy you can go hunting," Silverhawk casts a glance to the freshkill pile, seeing how it has depleted over the morning. He then looks back to the golden warrior, deciding to add one last thing. "Also, if you see Vinetail, let me know."

The silver tabby tom then turns and walks back across camp, deciding to stop at the base of the Starstone. He then sits down neatly, facing the camp. Silverhawk watches the camp silently, while a part of him begins to think about patrols and the upcoming leafbare, it would be his first leafbare as deputy. 'I'll watch the camp for awhile, so Robinstar can go hunt or stretch his legs.' The deputy casts a glance at the freshkill pile, before focusing back on watching the camp. 'Once I find Vinetail, her and Badgerpaw can go on a hunting patrol.'

She glanced around, Sky was pressed to a rock in fear of the cats. She had never seen so many before, squeezing her eyes shut she just wanted to sleep at that point. Her nose quivered opening them again, They pity me, don't they? I can't even fight! All I know is random herbs that I picked up from others.