It was a relief to have Ivorypaw back again. Shadepaw had been incredibly worried about his sister after she had been taken captive by BloodClan, and although she was now back safely, he still wanted nothing more than to rip out some BloodClan fur. He was furious that they had taken Ivorypaw captive, though he was incredibly glad that she was back.
Perhaps there was some catching up for them to do now that Ivorypaw was back. Shadepaw didn't know exactly what had happened to his sister during her time in BloodClan, after all. And so, the young tom, noticing his sister in camp, padded over to her, his tail raised high in greeting. "Hey," he walked around to Ivorypaw's side, brushing himself against her affectionately. "Want to go out hunting?" His green eyes gleamed with affection as he looked at her. He was so thankful to have her back - Crimsoncry had gone missing, as had Lionpaw, and he didn't know how he would have coped if he had lost another cat that he cared about.
"that's just what gangsters do."