WindClan Roleplay ~Temporarily Closed~

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    Flickerwhisker sat by Lightheart, glaring at Thrush. "..." Hawksong padded over and glared at her mate then Thrush. "HOW DARE SHE ATTACK YOU!!! ILL KILL HER!!!"

    ( You mean Spotridge? o3o ) Lightheart came out of the den, cobwebs dangling from her mouth. She quickly applied them to Thrush, ignoring Hawksong's sudden rage. Spotridge's fur fluffed up, and he faced Hawksong. "Flickerwhisker was just about to tell us what happened." He meowed calmly. "I'm sure there's an explanation for this."

    Flickerwhisker nodded, standing up as tall as he could. "I went out to hunt by the Dead Willow when a fox attacked me. I tried to fight it off by myself but I couldn't, then Thrush came and saved my life by chasing it away...I owe my life to her."

    Thrush blinked affectionately, waking up. "That's what happened." She purred to Hawksong. "I couldn't see Flickerwhisker die from a fox attack. I had to save him. You should be thanking me."

    "Face it. Hawksong hates me. She doesn't want me around. Nobody wants me around." She shook some blood off her pelt.

    Flickerwhisker glared at her. "No other warrior would do what you did, just because you weren't born with warrior blood doesn't make you not a warrior."

    Flickerwhisker smiled. "No problem, now get some rest." He turned to the Warrior den. Tanglefur stood up. "The battle patrol with ShadowClan will be Birdflight, Hawksong, Twigpaw and Skyface." He growled. Hawksong burst out of the den. " I can't go into a battle! What about Breezekit!"


    Breezekit looked up at Tanglefur. "Wattle! Wattle!" Tanglefur narrowed his eyes. "Your a strong Warrior, just trust in yourself."

    "Flickerwhisker could watch Breezekit." Thrush suggested to Hawksong. "And, if you don't mind..." she turned to Tanglefur, her eyes full of respect. "I would like to join the battle patrol too." She meowed. "I'm a strong cat, and I want to prove myself worthy of being a warrior. I won't kill, I promise. I already know that an honorary warrior doesn't kill."

    Flickerwhisker nodded, grabbing his tail around Breezekit. Hawksong's eyes shone with furry. "You can't trust Flickerwhisker with a kit, he got attacked by a fox for StarClan sake! I'll never trust him with Breezekit, NEVER!" She spat. Tanglefur shook his head. "Thrush your wounded, stay here and defend camp. " Tanglefur purred.


    Breezekit looked around confused. "Wawkwong! Weezekit! Wush Wush! Wanglefur!" He chirped happily.

    Thrush smiled at Breezekit, and turned to Hawksong. "You don't trust your own mate?" Her fur bristled with fury. "He and Breezekit will be fine!" She snapped. "Just trust him! Besides, he's in camp. Nothing could possibly go wrong." She turned back to Tanglefur. "I understand, but I insist on going. I promise I'm okay." She got up.

    Flickerwhisker nodded, smiling, then taking Breezekit back. Hawksong spit is Thrush's face. "mind your own buiness, if your smart you'd go jump in a badger hole!" With what she strutted away.

    ( Lots of errors in that post. Just a head's up, bro :3 ) She rolled her eyes, and turned back to Tanglefur.

    (I know it's hard to type with my tablet taking up most of my desk space...) Flickerwhisker purred. "Thrush why don't you sleep closer to the Warriors den, you deserve it."


    Breezekit looked up at Thrush and giggled. "WUSH WUSH!!!"

    "Alright..." She sighed. "I just hope I'll be able to attend the next battle patrol." She smiled down at Breezekit. "Weezekit!" Thrush giggled back.

    Breezekit's eyes shimmered. "Wush wush wush wush!" He giggled. Flickerwhisker grabbed him by the scruff. "That's enough of Wush for today." He laughed, padding into the nursery with Breezekit.

    Thrush looked back, and sent a silent prayer to StarClan that Hawksong didn't see her before she left for the patrol. If Hawksong would of seen her playing with Breezekit, she would of had her tail clawed off before she could say, 'mouse.' Although, it was great fun to play with Breezekit. If only she had a kit of her own. But she didn't love anyone. Did she? She looked at Flickerwhisker, as if to answer her own question.