Warriors RPG

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak smirked. "It is unwise to go out alone...I can tell you from experience that the forest is infested with rogues. Clan borders aren't what they used to be, after all." he growled, more as a general warning. The young she-cat, as well as Wraith's son, already knew who he was...it was best to talk to them, if any, in the clan. Besides, the scarred tom needed some amusement...

[Hopeflower]

"Clan borders will probably never be what they used to be," Hawkclaw meowed. "Not just because of the rogues." She scuffed the ground, not entirely at ease saying this to an older, more experienced cat. "Things have...changed too much for them to ever really be the same." She paused. "...Are things really so bad out there, with the rogue cats? Have they really been getting more aggressive?"

[C S]

His following of the stream brought Fogcloud to the warf, the wooden logs in the water having a green over growth. Upon the half bridge into the lake laid a cat, familiar like the last one, but this one he had a better recollection of. Images flashed in his head, a cat he'd seen when he'd glance around Thunderclan so long ago. An older warrior. Though he forgot her name, he knew he'd seen the she-cat before. She looked different than he remembered. Battered and alone- like most loners in the forrest...

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak nodded, frowning. "I wouldn't worry. They are quite content with fighting amongst themselves. So long as no one is foolish enough to travel alone...there should be no danger." he growled, eying the young she-cat carefully. "And they are much too stubborn in their own sense of who's right to form any kind of group. Lucky for clans, I guess. If they were to unite..." he trailed off, mainly trying to scare the she-cat...

[The Kingpin]

"Uh...yeah. yeah that'd be nice" meowed Nightclaw, realising all he'd ever heard of Bloodspill was that she was his father's first friend in Thunderclan, and that they initially met when he was exploring the Thunderclan territory prior to becoming a Clan Leader....

[C S]

Looking away from the lonely cat on the bridge, just to the side of the place the twolegs stayed in the spring, Fogcloud spotted a fallen tree that bridged the flowing waters. He smiled. "Looks like I wont be getting wet after all" He mewed as he walked over to the tree. He hauled himself onto it the bark and ran across, effectiively leaving Stormclan's territory. Hopping off the tree onto the grassy ground, Fogcloud looked out to the lake, the island surrounded by shimmering water...

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw couldn't hide a slight widening of her eyes. Things were that bad?

Demontalon sat down and wrapped her tail over her paws. "Swift would be the best cat to ask...but alright." She tipped her head to one side. "Have you been told about the time Bloodspill and Firestreak played a prank on a couple of apprentices?"

[The Kingpin]

"No, i haven't" meowed Nightclaw interestedly, though silently he was wondering what the odds were that Firestreak would come up in conversation...

[TyrannoTitan]

Firestreak, satisfied with his ability to scare the young cat, shook his head. "Again, nothing to worry about. So long as the clan remains united, the rogues would pose no threat." he reassured with a nod. "And of course, don't disobey your superiors, fight for the clan, make sure your fur is clean, or a rogue might just...you know, get you." he continued, smirking.

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw nodded nervously to the first half of Firestreak's words, but cocked her head confusedly at the second. "...What does any of that have to do with it?" she meowed.

"She was still new to the Clan, if I remember right," Demontalon meowed. "A couple of apprentices - Smokestorm and his siblings, I was told - had been bothering her and Firestreak back and forth. So Bloodspill thought up a way to scare them. She had Firestreak hide as she thought up a lie that would spook the apprentices. She described him, and when she was done talking, Firestreak leaped out and scared the poor kits out of their fur." She chuckled. "I wish I'd been around to see it."

[The Kingpin]

"Wow" meowed Nightclaw. "Suppose she did have a bit of a mischievous streak despite how she looked"...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon gave Nightclaw a searching look. "'How she looked'?" she echoed, curious, her mismatched eyes narrowing slightly. The fur on her shoulders quivered as her mind started to race. Did he mean how Wraith described her...or had Bloodspill visited Nightclaw?

[The Kingpin]

"Yeah.....she...visited me last night...." meowed the tom, sounding somewhat uncomfortable after seeing Demontalon's questioning look...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon hummed thoughtfully. "Well...you're the son of two of her friends," she meowed. "It follows that she'd probably want to talk to you."

[TyrannoTitan]

"You know, what parents say to their kits. If you don't keep your coat clean some horrible thing will take you in the night." Firestreak explained, amused that the young she-cat had never heard such things.

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw's gaze brightened with understanding. "Ah." She thought about it for a second. "I don't think Hawksight ever said things like that to us...unless we really annoyed her."

[The Kingpin]

"hm..." responded Nightclaw thoughtfully. "Demontalon? could you tell me...about your family?" he meowed, curiosity finally winning him over, though he didn't want to risk upsetting her. she was, afterall, the closest friend of the family he knew, and the closest thing he had to a big sister, thanks to her apprenticehood under both his parents...

[Hopeflower]

"...My family?" Demontalon mewed, caught off-guard by the question. "I guess...it couldn't hurt." She closed her eyes, thinking. She'd already given him some information...what hadn't she told him? "I told you about my parents. Thunderheart and Auburnpelt. I mentioned Auburnpelt's father was Tigerclaw...I don't think I've said anything about my brothers, though." The ice blue and blood red eyes opened, fixed on Nightclaw. "What do you want to know?"

[TyrannoTitan]

"A pity." Firestreak growled, yawning. "I...don't think Wraith will mind if I take a nap." he growled, mostly to himself. It was risky, considering he might be identified while asleep, and then attacked off-guard...but the scarred tom didn't exactly care. Nodding a goodbye to Hawclaw, the ex-deputy made his way to the other side of the camp, intending to find a tree to sleep in...

[Hopeflower]

Hawkclaw watched the gray tom go, not sure what to make of the conversation they'd just had. So the rogues were getting worse...sounded like trouble. But maybe Firestreak was right - maybe if they were careful they could avoid deaths and serious injuries.