Shadowclan VS Windclan [OPEN; Windclan needed!]

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    Nightsoul glanced at Grasswhisper fighting. She didnt want any cats killed. So they might not have Ravennight... The black she-cat thought. Nightsoul glared at the leader. She knows she is outnumbered. I cant spare some warriors in a battle... nor can I leave. She thought. "I understand that Ravennight is evil, but what about his deputy? She isnt as evil." Nightsoul meowed. She looked calm again. The black she-cats tail wasnt twitching at all. She stayed calm.

    OOC: Sorry for not replying earlier >.<

    Grasswhisper stopped, he knew he wasn't helping anyone, he left Raindance in the middle of the Shadowclan cats, and he trotted to the back of the Shadowclan, hoping no one had taken much notice, but then he raised his ginger head, which was ruffled, and his green gaze fell over the number of Windclanners, maybe they could inflict some damage then retreat...

    She wanted so badly to help out her clanmates since windclan was attack them whean they hadnt even attacked or been very hostile. she felt rage burning inside her but her emotions stayed hidden.

    OOC: I thought we were just waiting for Gravelstars reply, but if it has to end like this, then they can istantly become opponents.



    BIC: Grasswhisper looked Cloudmist, she/he looked worthy enough, when this arguement results in a battle, Grasswhisper is defienetly going for Cloudmist...

    "Which is why we have not done anything to harm her," Gravelstar meowed, relieved that the patrol's leader had admitted Ravennight was evil. It maybe wouldn't mean much to their current situation, but at least it proved something.

    "If there are less evil cats in the world there are less conflicts and everyone can live in peace," she added, putting that out there and hoping they'd understand the reason she sometimes did not-so-good things for a good cause. Well, that was hoping most of these cats were decent...

    ooc: Sorry, lost power for a little while, guys :) But luckily it came on sooner than I expected

    Nightsoul nodded her head. In a quiet whisper that seemed to drift away with the wind, she added "I want peace...". The black she-cat stared at the leader. "We would still need our leader back. Whether he is evil or not. We would also like our deputy." She meowed.

    Gravelstar groaned. It would be hard to try and get through their thick skulls.

    "No, if Ravennight is released there will be no peace, it's clear you don't understand, so I can repeat anything you're having a hard time comprehending. But let me break this down... you say you want peace, and yet you want an evil cat to go free? Evil cats bring nothing but death and destruction, there will be no peace if we do not work to eliminate the threat. That is, the evil cats themselves. StarClan, you really are just a pack of sheep following blindly after your leader!" she hissed, exasperated, "...even if he leads you over a cliff. Listen up, if you really want what is best for your Clan you will turn your back on Ravennight. Can't you see going down the dark path he is leading you can only end in your own destruction!?"

    The leader sighed. "And do try to listen up when I am speaking, because as I said, Lithicwing is not being held captive by us and I don't know why she is not in ShadowClan as we speak, to be perfectly honest."

    Really, she couldn't understand why she wasn't taking control of ShadowClan, they couldn't just go on being leaderless and Lithicwing, becoming Lithicstar, would propell the Clan of shadows into the light once more. Gravelstar had done her part to save them, now she just had to wait for Lithicwing to do hers.

    Nightsoul's ears twitched. "Very well... So you are saying you know where Ravennight is?" She asked. She stretched as if she is bored and wants to leave.

    "Of course I do, I wouldn't just lose track of my prisoner. Not that I'm about to tell you, if that's what you're going to ask me next," Gravelstar meowed, sweeping a stoney gaze along the ShadowClan patrol.

    She'd never known cats to be so... dull... and so... unresponsive to reason. Usually cats either agreed with her or very clearly regected her, but she wasn't getting any sort of independant vibe from them. Sheep, that's what they were, sheep. Ravennight must have brainwashed them.

    Nightsoul stared at her with unblinking eyes. "Very well." She meowed. Her tail tip twitch as if she was going to leave.

    Swiftpath turned his head to Treeheart, eyes narrowing. What was a Shadowclanner doing, fighting with Windclan?
    Treeheart looked at Swiftpath. The Windclanner understood at once, Ravennight had tried to kill Treeheart and his family. Swiftpath bowed his head and watched the Shadowclanners once more.

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    Wildberry was young but certainly not stupid, even she understood
    the idiocy that had brought these cats here today. The tribe leader
    hadn't been around when Ravennight had done all his wrongs but
    she had heard of them, heard of him. Knew that his clan was trying
    to find him, these being a few of the bolder and stupider ones. She'd
    never try and negotiate with the enemy for her leader back. Had
    Stoneteller been kidnapped she had killed to have him returned,
    there would have been no talking or peace offerings. Perhaps she
    was just young? Or maybe only beginning to show her true colors
    through thought. It didn't matter thought, war was never justified.
    For this long she held her tongue, but the out break of fighting caused
    her head to snap to the side, tortie hackles raised at the sight. What
    were they doing?! "Eagle! Stand down!" Her voice was loud, firm, a
    call over the that would surely be heard. Who she didn't order
    however were the Windclan cats, they were not hers to order around
    after all and even she wasn't about to overstep such bounds.
    Glancing once again back toward the Shadowclanner, bright eyes
    narrowing on her face, remembering it, she finally spoke to her
    again, "well if you're going to leave then leave. There's nothing more
    for you here."


    No serious injuries had been made, not real fight had broken out,
    something of which the healer wasn't certain if she agreed with.
    Perhaps a quick scratch of two along their hides would have
    taught them a lesson about entering another groups land with
    talking on their mind.
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