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    IC:


    Gatorstar stormed into camp followed by Fallenleaf. "* the FieldClanners. They can't compromise even the tiniest bit of territory!" He snarled angrily, his claws unsheathing.
    Fallenleaf, whose mouth was full of rabbit, placed the creature on the fresh-kill pile and calmly replied. "Gatorstar, the tiny bit of territory was 12 tail-lengths long." She tilted her head "Why do we even need that extra area?"
    The dark leader growled "One of the reasons is the little fluffy animal you dropped on the pile. Another is that we have more cats than they do." He turned away from the warrior and yowled "Where's my deputy?!" It wasn't a mean yowl, just more like a 'Get your pelt over here before I make it into my new nest' yowl.

    Sootfang looks up from the stick he had been absentmindedly tearing into at his leaders call. He quickly gets up, abandoning his stick and slinking over, his dark spotted pelt rippling over taught and refined muscles while his orange eyes were curious and calculating. "Yes, Gatorstar? You called for me?" He questions and sits down before him with his tail wrapped neatly over his large paws.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]Tawnybird's river blue eyes widened at her leader's yowl. The yound Siamese feline stopped sorting the poppy and began to crawl outside into the warmth of the day. "Gatorstar. Sootfang. Rabbits! Oh no," she whispered, looking over her shoulder in an attempt to find her apprentice. "Willowpaw! Come out here!" she mewed, fur bristling with interest.[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]"Yes Gatorstar! Talk it out first!" she mewed, running over to sit beside the Deputy. "We can't have a battle just yet! I mean, how fair would it be if a large, numbered clan, battled with two warriors, a medicine cat, a queen, and a leader!" she whispered, now that she was closer. Her sapphire oculars begged within the leader, her claws sheathing and unsheathing themselves.[/fancypost]
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    " this is gatorstars decision , not your own ." Lilypad padded up .
    " but she speaks truth , Gatorstar ."
    The beautiful silver tabby she cat sat down .


    Thistlefur growled .
    " if we want this land we fight for it !"

    Gatorstar said "Of course not. We can just advance on the border 15 tail-lengths and place scents there. They'll understand and back down. If they don't, which is foolish, they'll be obliterated in a battle."

    Ashstorm yowled .
    " no!" The she cat was confident about where she stood in a situation like this.
    " we have more warriors by far but why shed blood over 15 tail lengths of grass and dirt ?" She asked

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]Tawnybird narrowed her eyes and looked solemnly at her paws. She was a Medicine Cat, and sometimes they too needed to support their leaders. "Of course Gatorstar," she growled, and turned around. "I'll get the battle supplies ready just in case," she mumbled, flicking her dark brown tail and disappearing inside the Medicine Den. He didn't get it! He probably never would.... but she wouldn't have the confidence to approach him when he seemed so regal. Perhaps she'd talk to him later.[/fancypost]
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    Gatorstar nodded, approvingly at Tawnybird. "Anyone who disobeys me or defies me can leave the premises immediately." He announced, glaring at both Fallenleaf and Ashstorm.

    Eveningmoon had been listening to there 'conversation' quietly. She didn't like taking sides, but it was meaningless to claim only 12 tail-lengths of territory. But this was their leader; his leadership, his rules. I mean it could help the Clan even more but it seemed that FieldClan may need it more. Well it's not like she even really cared about the FieldClanners. But of course everybody has their ideas. "When do we leave, and is everybody goin'? Or are you goin' to pick some people for this?" It was simply just a question or two that came to mind.

    Ashstorm had to obey her leader . She hoped nothing happened , and all would be good .
    " Oh StarClan please ." She murmured


    Thistlefur lashed his tail anxiously . The tabby Tom looked around .
    " Gatorstar , may I accompany you ?"



    Ooc permission to warp Weaselstar Lynx?

    OOC: Permission granted!
    IC:


    Fallenleaf sighed to herself. Twelve tail-lengths, hardly enough to use, wasn't worth dying over. "I willl hunt and make sure they don't enter in a different spot." She said, but truthfully she didn't want to face them t all.


    Gatorstar grinned at the sudden rush of loyalty "Now that's the SwampClan I know! I say that we encroach onto their territory, lay a ton of scents, and watch as they come running, furious! Then we'll see f a battle breaks out!"

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    Weaselstar was at the entrance of the SwampClan camp .
    The cream colored Tom looked at Gorseherb , and dipped his head .
    " Gatorstar!" He yowled . " Why have you hunted on FieldClan territory ? "
    He didnt show anger but only disappointment .

    Gatorstar cursed under his breath How much has he heard? Act as if it's nothing. He began to stalk toward Weaselstar. "Weaselstar, how nice to see you. Why what do you mean we hunted on your territory? We've only hunt on ours." He smirked at the leader.


    Fallenleaf padded after Gatorstar, but paused in an intrigued way as she spotted the FieldClan leader. Whoa. was all she could think of.


    ------ FieldClan below -------


    Gorseherb kept his fur flattened as he saw the bodacious enemy leader in front of him. I remember when Gatorstar was Gatorjaws. Heck, I remember when he was Gatorkit! And his mother. She was a nice lady. He waited for Weaselstar to respond.

    Sootfang looks up at the FieldClan leader and curls his lips in a menacing growl, his claws instinctively unsheathing. The deputy's tail lashes in anger as his orange eyes turn to slits pointed towards Weaselstar as he stands protectively by Gatorstar.

    Weaselstar was still calm . He turned to Gorseherb . His gaze seemed to release reassurance .
    " Before I continue , I must say this . A true warrior will shun bloodshed , while a weak one causes it ."
    The cream colored tom had his green gaze on Sootfang momentarily .
    " Gatorstar my warriors say they saw your warriors on our land , stealing the prey we survive off of . "
    Weaselstar said calmly .
    The tall , cream colored Tom rest his gaze on the warriors of SwampClan .
    He oddly , locked his gaze on Fallenleaf for a moment .
    " Why do you break the warrior code over a rabbit ?" He asked aloud.

    "Oh so now a moon and a half pregnant she-cat is your warrior force?" Gatorstar challenged, with a sneer on his face. "You don't have to cause bloodshed Weaselstar. Give SwampClan the territory, and we won't lay a claw on your clan." The massive brown tabby wrapped his tail around his laws in a regal manner.


    Fallenleaf was shocked that Weaselstar had stared at her, she almost recoiled at it, but strangely seemed to want more attention from a leader.


    ------- FieldClan -------


    Gorseherb nodded at Weaselstar's reassurance and calmly mewed "Heatherfire was only out to catch a breath of air."

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    " I won't do that ." Weaselstar said boldy .
    He than softened his voice . " Gatorstar if you need help feeding your clan , I will help . You don't have to be a thief ."
    Weaselstar than growled " but if your doing it out of greed , than I will fight for it !"
    The yowl echoed , and there was a sense of determination in that statement .


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    Thistlefur growled ." Gatorstar we will tear him apart !"


    Ashstorm was uneasy .
    She turned to Fallenleaf ." This isn't good ."