looking back on these neon nights | thunderclan patrol

"RoseTail Shut Up Now." especially since this involved Audy who had been one of the few cats from outside the clan that FoxDancer had come to trust over time? She had no patience and her old temper was rising in spite of her heavy stomach, ears pinned towards her own clan mate as she let out a near hissing sigh, shaking her pelt off to return to a normal stance once more. Even if the female seemed calm, her eyes burned for some reason and if anyone knew about her history they would easily know if was because of the presence of Thunder Clan's new Deputy. Foxy no longer held any fondness for the former medic. If she had to chose between dying and letting him treat her ever again? She would sooner die. Given the chance, if he was being attacked by dogs, she would pretend to try and help but let him die, if he was falling of a cliff she would only pretend to try and catch him! FoxDancer was infuriated internally that he had left them, her trust was no easily given especially to outsiders, sometimes she did not even trust TatteredStar who led them due to him having been a River Clanner and than once, yet she had managed to give her trust to Audine and leaving no matter the conditions was basically throwing her trust back in her face torn to shreds.

"No one is here to start anything so don't speak in a manner that can be perceived as anything near hostile to them. WaspPaw is only trying to make sure the peace right now is maintain so apologize to him for assuming otherwise." she was shorter than the apprentice, she was one of the shortest cats in the clan, yet her gaze was harsher than most of the big cats an irritated expression on her face the she-cat doing her best to keep a smile on her maw to disguise her irritation at RoseTail assuming Wasp was only speaking in the peace maintaining manner he was because of Audenine. The pregnant queen sighed out, laying down for a moment, her stomach almost too large for her to preform the action. Why had she come out here again anyways? It was angering and she didn't want to get into a fight while she was carrying the only kits the clan had coming right now.

"And I know Wasp paw, I'll go back to camp in a few, I needed a walk and heard the noise." though she had smelled them all first, considering that was her best sense. At the moment? The queen laying against a tree seemed pacified once more for the moment, fluffy tail curled around her body as she caught her breath which was harder to do since she was carrying six main coon half breeds.

[center][fancypost=text-align:justify; width:400px]He was starting to feel sick. Everyone hated him. They hated him more with each passing day since he had left BloodClan and joined a real clan. At least when he was younger, a mere alley cat trying to fit in with the stronger moggies, they didn't know his name. They didn't know his face. He was a nobody back then, ultimately useless and forgettable. Sometimes, like just about then, he wished that it had stayed that way. At least then he wouldn't be singled out and blamed for people's problems.

Clan-born cats were hypocrites, he had learned just recently. They praised StarClan and followed their every word, abiding by the warrior code until their final breath. But when it came to StarClan actually sending a message, a sign, they became like monsters. Judging those they once trusted, turning on them for doing what they were taught to do. He was a medicine cat! He was supposed to listen to StarClan! If he didn't, then what would've happened? Wouldn't they have gotten angry with him?

He couldn't stand to be near the people he once trusted with his life. He needed to go back to the camp and take a nap, or just go on a walk somewhere to clear his mind, or... Anything. His only reply to the SkyClanners would be a short nod. After, he turned to his current clanmates, glancing between all of them. "Soon as ya finish, we're leavin'."