SWAG | OPEN, LITTLESTAR ON BORDER

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    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — The news had arrived a little too late for her liking. She only just found out that one of HawkClan's allies had been taken over by ShadowClan. And the clan taken over was WindClan. Sure, they weren't the closest of allies but Littlestar liked to think that if HawkClan was ever in such a rut, her allies would do the same for her. She had always provided help for other clans no matter what like when WindClan was being raided by ShadowClan, she brought in her entire clan and helped fight the little fuckers off. The tabby didn't come here with her entire clan behind her though, no. She had left them all at home, her kids would likely be playing somewhere in her den, taken care of by Brokenjaw. She would return soon but right now, the feline needed to try and sort this out. She wasn't one for.. 'peaceful talk' as Ravelights called it but she could try. She could try rationalize something with whoever had taken it over. HawkClan and ShadowClan hadn't endured anyr real beef the past months and although she used to despise them, it was easier now that Sango was no longer leader. Sure, she still despised Luca but with Sekhmet there it was a little easier. "It's Littlestar. I wanna talk to whoever's taken over." The scarred feline called out, voice a lowly growl. She wasn't about to attack (no, that'd be a stupid move considering she was singular and the ShadowClanners here were likely plural) but she wanted to try get them out of here without a fight. Doubt it'll work though.


    The new mother took a seat and eyed up the WindClan territory with narrowed eyes, hoping her allies were fine and not being constantly tortured by the ShadowClanners. If that was the case then she'd most defenitely have to step in.

    Terra was wandering. He was avoiding doing the slave things ShadowClan wanted him to do. A familiar scent came from the border, and as the young vampire came over, he noticed the HawkClan leader. "Not sure where she is." he said, his orange eyes watching LittleStar appreciatively. He'd know HawkClan was an ally to WindClan. It's funny how all the sudden everyone knows they were taken over and come to check in or something of the sort. "She'll prolly be here soon, she's nosy like that, ah feel." //short track


    WHATS KILLING YOU ☽ 11/01

    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Littlestar tensed up as the black feline approached, preparing herself to be yelled at or attacked, her raptor claws curling into the earth. But thankfully the smell that came with Terra was WindClan smell. She offered the male a ghost of a smile, golden eyes checking his form for injuries or any signs he'd been treated badly. For all she knew, it was only a couple of members they were hurting and the rest stuck to the background. That's how it worked when she'd taken over the Exiles, at least. The feline listened as he spoke. So it was a she that'd taken over? Interesting. Her raptor claws kneaded the earth as she tried to figure out who it was that'd done this. "Nosy, huh?" Littlestar smirked a little at Terra, trying to up the vampire-ghouls spirits. She only knew being in a taken over clan could be very dreary and energy sapping at points. Though it hadn't mattered for the Exiles because, well, they were the Exiles and she certainly didn't care about any of them. "What's your name, by the way?" Littlestar questioned, stub tail flickering to and fro curiously.

    "Ughh, Very," he groaned dramatically, laughing it off. He was constantly pissed off whenever Sekhmet spoke to them like they were dogs. His gaze seemed to move around, searching for the creature in wonder if 'Speak of the Devil,' could be a true statement.


    "Amaterasu Saburo - Chase, pleased ta be in such a beaut's presence." he flirted, giving her a wink. What? He couldn't help it, it was his natural trait. He flirted, antagonized, and was constantly under everyone's paws instead of actually helping them, then he'd laugh off whatever they had to say. Watching LittleStar for her reaction, he knew he had just been disrespectful probably in some way or another, but he didn't care. He was just being honest. The scars that marked her body didn't even throw him off. He saw them as something that marked what kind of individual the person was.


    WHATS KILLING YOU ☽ 11/01

    *:･ﾟ✦ Oh, joy, another allied leader coming all alone to 'check' on them. Boy, was she getting pissed off. John was still captured, probably being tortured, and they were still stuck here being beaten and treated like slaves, and yet what help had come? Oh yeah, none. It had been almost a full week since Shadowclan had taken them over, and three of their allies already knew, yet they were still imprisoned. She was frustrated enough that there weren't enough Windclanners to fight back, but she had expected their so called 'friends' to come to their aid.


    A cold expression was set on the tigress' features as she stalked forward, icy blue gaze quickly coming to rest on the Hawkclan leader. Connie took up a seat close to Terra, because at least he was familiar and didn't ultimately annoy her. On the tempest's body, unlike the vampire's, Littlestar would actually find those injuries she was looking for. And she was spot on, too. Fortunately Con had been the only one thus far to be harmed by their captors, and she would make sure it stayed that way. Not a hair on any of her clanmates head's would be touched. And if that meant she took every last blow that was meant for them, then so be it.


    "I believe you're looking for Sekhmet, doll, but good luck with whatever you came here for." A humorless smirk pulled at her lips and she curled her tail around her body, unable to keep sarcasm from entering her voice. "I assume you're here, just like the rest, to try and talk Shadowclan out of terrorizing us? Let me save you some trouble, love. Deutschland was already here for that, and the fuckers didn't leave." Imagine that. Perhaps next time they would come with some real help, or at least go an get John back. She was worried about the damn kid.


    [ic opinions, of course <3]

    ★ — ”Connie,” Rose Quartz scoldedas she approached, an agitated expression filling her face, creasing her features. She peered at her clanmate, her gaze seeping into the air above her ivory muzzle, and she flicked her tail. “There’s nothing wrong with an ally showing they care for us. Perhaps ShadowClan will get intimidated if too many approach,” she offered before turning to Littlestar.


    She opened her maw to meow to the HawkClan leader, but no words came, and she shut it on silence. She appreciated the thought, that fact the leader had actually come herself, but what good would it do? Despite her offer to Connie, it did seem a lost cause. ShadowClan wasn’t going to budge. However, she managed a meek smile, her seafoam gaze resting on the other.




    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — // JOHN MY BOI


    Littlestar frowned at his flirting, taken aback by it. Not many tended to flirt with her considering the state of her face and body. Some people did it when they wanted to manipulate her and the tabby automatically assumed that was what he wanted to do. Besides, after all that she'd been through with Luca, she wanted absolutely no part in it all. The tabbys smirk turned to icy coldness and she narrowed her golden eyes. "Whatever ya think you're doing- stop." The Monarch growled, stub tail twitching to and fro. She didn't appreciate it, even if it was just harmless flirting. In her eyes, he was only trying to manipulate her or something even worse. She looked away after that, hoping someone else would come by before he approached her and she'd be forced to slash his fucking throat out and then someone did arrive.


    Except this one looked very unamused and very, very cold. Littlestar studied the pale tigress and noticed the wounds over her body. Shit. Those Shadow-fucks. Her raptor claws curled into the ground, golden eyes narrowing. "I believe you're looking for Sekhmet, doll, but good luck with whatever you came here for." Sekhmet? Sekhmet did this? Outside, she retained the neutral, composed look but inwardly, horror sapped her mind and body. Sekhmet. Of course.. of course it had to be her of all people taking over an ally. Well, Littlestar couldn't care. She liked Sekhmet, she did, but an ally overcame everything. Just like Sekhmet said- allies dictated everything. The feline licked her lips and grunted. Deutschland was here already? Of course. The Thunderlands had really been riding her up the wrong way this week and this rubbed her the wrong way even more. "Why didn't he do anything?" Littlestar growled, mostly to herself. "Well, that settles that. If they're not gonna move from words then I'm gonna force them from your lands myself." The tabby ignored the sickly sarcastic tone Connie held- she was used to that. It irked her, yes, but she had more important matters. This was one of them. Unlike the Thunderlands, she wasn't going to stand idly by. Even if it meant.. driving Sekhmet from here. I have to. She'll understand.


    Her gaze went to Rose Quartz and although she appreciated the girls kindness, she agreed with Connie. "No. She's right. Words don't do shit to people like them. We gotta act on it." Of course, the feline wasn't about to spit her entire plan right out when ShadowClanners were crawling through this place but her eyes were, once again, promising justice. "Before long, we'll drive them out." She flexed her raptor claws and leaned back on her claws. Who was the original Leader of this place, again? Oh yeah, John. She grimaced. "Any idea where your leader's being kept right now?"

    *:･ﾟ✦ It was hard to suppress the look of surprise that flashed in the big cat's eyes when the monarch agreed with her. Needless to say, that was a first in this whole situation. It did earn Littlestar Connie's respect, though that would never be something the tempest would admit to aloud. The idea of Hawkclan coming to their aid, however, was something that very much excited her. Whether or not they would be enough to force Shadowclan out, she didn't know, but it was damn well better than nothing. And hell, she was even asking about John. No one had yet asked about the state of their young leader, and the lack of care shown by their allies was starting to make her physically ill.


    A slight smirk curled the femme's lips and she shifted, taking up a slightly more relaxed position. "Well, I can't say that's not the sweetest thing i've heard in the past week. It's about damn time someone with a spine came around." While her words may have sounded harsh to some, for Con they were meant to be complimentary. Before long, we'll drive them out. She knew better than to ask for more information here, and would just have to hope the scarred feline would make good on her promises. But John was another matter. "All I know is that he's being kept in Shadowclan, and they haven't been nice to him. If you can, darling, please get him back." Hopefully that was all that needed to be said. The huntress wasn't about to get all sappy, but she was worried about their little lion.

    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Whilst Littlestar appreciated the comment, she felt a pressure grow on her shoulders and she knew this would mean just more stress upon stress as if being a mother to five kids wasn't stressful enough. But this was immensely important and even if she didn't know John all that well, she couldn't allow him to suffer any longer then he already had. Besides, her clan was in adrenaline mode after raiding BloodClan and that had been a fight they'd most defenitely won alongside SunClan. So he's in ShadowClan. Great. I guess I'm going there, then. Littlestar frowned, trying to figure out something. If she just knew where he was then she could do what she did with Poe; slip in and out. But she had a strong feeling it wouldn't be like that at all. There would be struggles. "I'll try." The Monarch said, golden eyes turning to the stripeless white tiger, nodding. She stood up then. She had come here to try and talk someone out of doing something and now she was leaving with a plan in her mind.


    "If anything comes up, I'll be here to tell you guys about it." Littlestar said before turning and limping back to her home.