Not all as it seems. (Finch only for now)

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    OOC: Exiler


    Darkstalker slipped away from the Shadowclans fight with Riverclan and into Shadowclan territory. The truth was he missed it, even if they did hate him now. Darkstalker couldn't fly in because the trees were to close together for his wings so he padded deeper into the territory quickly intent on seeing as much as possible before he was caught.

    frisk

    Finch approached, cocking her head to the side. She could smell exiles - and that immediately sent her into defense mode. She wasn't looking for a fight. She was, after all, pregnant. She couldn't risk injuring herself, or she may end up injuring her kids.

    "Hey! Who's there?"

    Hearing Finch call out Darkstalker was tempted to make a run for it...Shadowclans vice-leader would very rarely be alone so recently after a battle but for some reason he did the exact opposite of what his instincts screamed for him to do and stepped out of the shadows pulling the black fog like substance around him tight to his body as he softly said,"Please...don't reveal that I'm here but it's Darkstalker. I really needed to see Shadowclan territory, not to spy or anything but to ease my suffering." The half demons dark blue eyes looked around slowly in a manner of a ancient creature trying to find the rest that proved to be so allusive.

    As the voice spoke, Finch felt herself at a loss for words. Was an Exiler - an enemy clan - truly here just strolling around her territory, and asking her to not get mad about it? Finch narrowed her eyes, thrashing her white tail behind of her.

    "Why should I stay quiet? You're an Exile, Darkstalker."

    Darkstalker dipped his head to Finch as he sat down tucking his back paws under him sighing,"An Exiler but also part of the Endgame like Shadowclan. If that's not good enough to come here to apologize for some things then your welcome to take me prisoner. I came to warn you of a threat plus I honestly kind of miss being in Shadowclan." Darkstalkers dark blue eyes looked around in a weary way finished speaking and his wings ruffled in agitation.

    At the mention of the End game, the white vice leader rolled her eyes, flicking her short tail behind of her. "Shadowclan is not a part of the End Game. To be a part of the End Game is a personal decision, and we don't require our members to side with either party." she explained, a soft sigh escaping her black lips. "I'm sorry that you're homesick. You could always return - we just simply can't allow an Exiler to roam our territory telling us of... danger, you said?"

    OOC: LOL guys.


    IC: Darkstalker looked off past Finch for a moment then said,"Look..I screwed up ok. I thought what I was doing was right when I was a bit rough with Finch but I didn't mean to kill her. This shadow.....it's tainted. I didnt know that. I meant to scare her. Just get her to say she forgave me so I could come back but it poisoned her..the Exiles had this stuff all over their territory and they were fine other then these shadow beasts running around." He focused his dark eyes on here letting a whisp of the black fog like stuff snake out behind him before looked right at her,"I was actually thinking of talking to you. My father....Nightshade was talking about warriors he admired. He mentioned Amaya. Anyone he admires can't be good news. Everything I do I do for a future where we are united and safe even if it hurts other now."