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    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 375px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial;]Breezepaw had made a mad dash across the Thunderpath as soon as Mossflight and Charredface had stepped between herself and Rainsplash. To trespass and threaten a medicine cat apprentice was intolerable, and currently Breezepaw had just gotten away after her sister's arrival. She hadn't seen Adderstar's or anyone else's, too intent on rushing to ShadowClan to immediately alert them that of Rainsplash's actions.


    she disregarded the guards shouting at her as she skid into their camp, shoulders heaving. she was built for speed, not stamina. but she had to go now, to get the leader to handle her warrior before he did anything too damaging. "i need raggedstar!!" the medicine cat apprentice yowled. "one of your warriors is on our territory and tried to steal herbs. before i ran our deputy had him at a stand-off," she said loudly, eyes darting wildly. she needed to get back, likeliest thing was that there would be accidents, and she would need to be there to heal the wounds.


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    Raggedstar ran forward at the sound of her name being yowled, mind going a million miles a minute. Great StarClan, she had too much to deal with! No HPs, a murderer, and now this! "Take me there. NOW!" She wasn't mad at Breezepaw, no - whoever this warrior of hers was, they sure weren't going to be one of hers for long. "I'm just about done with all of this," She growled to herself. "I was handed a clan full of idiots, murderers, and code-breakers!"




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    "Who was it?" Snakehiss asked out of curiosity, seemingly more calm than Raggedstar. He looked to the leader and said, "I'll come if you wish." She couldn't just go there alone. It could be a trick, an ambush for all he knew. And sure, she was mad at him, but she hadn't banned him from leaving camp. He could truly go along if she wished.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"Uh, I can come! If needed at least..." she meowed, giving Snakehiss a friendly glance. She was exhausted from recent events but she had never seen ThunderClan and was interested in doing so.
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    The warrior grunted and scrunched his nose up. Burrowing his brows and glaring at the ground where a frog layed in his paws. He would get there faster than anyone, being of Windclan blood. But he didnt want to.


    Burrying his scraps where he sat, he groaned and began running to the battle. Muttering curses along the way.
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