[Open]If I can't have you

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Clawheart came strolling by carrying separate herbs in leaves, in separate bundles on his way back to camp. the white tom trotted through the brush with the crunching of leaves under his paws. All until he heard chattering near the shadowclan boarder. The tall white tom rested his herbs on the ground and quickly ran over to see what all the commotion was about. Clawheart soon came to find a small group of cats few he recognized like Lavenderpaw and Mudstripe also Crow as well but there was an unfamiliar she-cat there too. He nodded in greeting to his clanmates and Crow then sat down. The tom held a smile on his deeply scared face " so whats all the ruckus about then? And who would this be?" he asked looking to the she-cat.

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Lavanderpaw looked up at Clawheart with dull eyes. "Loner scum.", she spat out of her lips. "She hunted on our land and is now trying to share the prey.", she growled looking back up at the birds her claws unsheathing.

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Mudstripe just felt his ears go hot at Crow's words, and he hissed in retort. The last thing he wanted other cats to regard him as was kind. At least in regards to outsiders. But in this case, he couldn't really work up the energy to start a big issue over Mockingjay's presence. There wasn't anything or him to really get angry about. "Learn you're place, filth," he spat, lashing his tail before looking back to Mockingjay. When she revealed the current state of her paw, his green eyes widened significantly. It was twisted around so badly that it almost make the tom woozy. "Why didn't you mentioned this earlier?" he gaped in surprised. The tabby then regained his composition. "Great StarClan," he grumbled, closing his eyes. "Might as well get you into the medicine cat's den. I guess its the least we can do in exchange for the prey. Clawheart, you have room in you're den, I'm guessing?" Mudstripe glanced back down to her paw again, and grimaced. "You need help getting there? Its just across camp."

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Clawheart nodded "Yes, of course" he mewed then looked to the stranger and then to her paw "Hmm... shouldn't be to hard to help" he mewed and smiled to the loner. "Well then come on, we'd better get a look at it sooner than later" the white tom mewed and turned to grab his herbs and waited for the rest to come.

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Mudstripe flicked an ear to the medicine cat. "Right," he mewed flatly. The tabby warrior had mixed feelings about Clawheart, personally. He was a loner by blood, without a drop of ShadowClan blood in him. But even so, StarClan had allowed him to become a medicine cat. Mudstripe wasn't the type to question StarClan outright, but their judgement made him wonder on such matters.

Pushing the unimportant thoughts away for the moment, the tabby and white tom looked back to the injured she-cat. "You need help getting there?" he asked, not being able to help glancing back down the her twisted paw.

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Crow just looked at Mudstripe with a bored expression and turned his attention back towards the she-cat. When he saw the paw, his ears went back and he grimaced. It looked like a nasty twist.

He looked at Mudstripe as he tried to help her and even saw Clawheart appear. Crow flicked his tail at the medicine cat to let him know he was okay at the moment. The loner wanted to help Mudstripe with Mockingjay, but he knew the medicine cat would probably shoo him away, not wanting him to further hurt himself.

The way Mudstripe was acting so kind to the loner disturbed him. He didn't seem the least bit upset about her presence in the clan, but with him it was a whole different story. Crow just stared as the tom continued to ask if Mockingjay needed help. She was such a pretty little thing, but she was loner just like him. This was baffling, but Crow realized Mudstripe had shown weakness. Finally, Crow had more leverage if an agruement over him staying was in order. A faint smile lit his face, but quickly left as he padded towards Mockingjay and offered a shoulder, the one that hadn't been injured.

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Mockingjay laid her ears back ever so slightly at the sound of the insult but regained her composure. "I think I can make it back." She said, adjusting the way she held her weight on that paw. "mind if you show me the way?" she asked.

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Mudstripe blinked. "Sure. Follow me." The tabby shot Crow and unfriendly glare, not liking the fact that the black loner was still here. Both here, near him at the moment, and still in the territory. If he was good enough to walk around, he should very well leave before he got too comfortable. The warrior recalled his conversation with Carefeather, and felt his nerves relax a bit. They would both make sure that the tom wouldn't stick around like a stain on ShadowClan. Resisting a knowing smile, Mudstripe then turned about and padded across the clearing towards Clawheart's den, going at a bit slower of a pace as he went, not quite knowing how fast Mockingjay was able to travel with that injured paw of hers.

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Whitewind padded through Shadowclan's territory, happy to be free of the hectic life she lived. A walk was what the white cat needed. A smile crawled across her face as a slight wind brushed through her fur. For once, she felt free.

Then, she caught the smell of prey. She knew this was probably one of the only times she would get to relax, but the thought of hunting...

Slowly, she creeped through a group of bushes near where the scent was coming. It smelled like there was more then one. In fact, it smelled like a large group. Interesting... she thought.

Suddenly, she burst from the bushes... only to find herself surrounded by cats. She spotted Mudstripe and Lavenderpaw, but the other two cats they were with didn't look familiar; and they didn't smell like Shadowclan. As the she-cat landed, she turned to the loners and growled, "What are you doing here? Don't you know this is Shadowclan territory?"