Erm... Opps (Open)

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Burning Hate

Spottedstar's ears folded back. "So it was unprevoked?" She then allowed her fur to bristle, letting her anger show now that she understood that much. ThunderClan had no right to just attack her warriors when they were doing no wronge. "Yes, tell me everything, before I send a patrol to deal with those flea-bags." She would, most likely, if the story showed it necissary.

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"Well, I was just sort of relaxing so I would be more focused on my hunt. I saw Cowspot and he said he wanted to come to camp, I told him I couldn't. He called me a Kittypet, we argued and I sorta called him a coward." She looked away for a moment. "Then he attacked me, got me pinned down and tried to blind me." She said, "Thats all really."

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DirtFur looked over at ShadowHeart. He felt disappointed. She just said the wrong thing, for she provoked him soon after...

He got out of that hole, which seemed rather large now, and took a step back.

"I-I'mma go for a walk."

He choked, zooming out of camp, but... towards ThunderClan territory.

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Shadowheart saw him and she turned, sighing, to follow. "Dirtfur, wait up!" she called.

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Sorry Answers

Spottedstar took a step over to stop Shadowheart from leaving. "Shadowheart, just let him go. You can't always help Dirtfur, especially not now." She was trying to be understanding, but it was hard. The warrior was always padding after the dark warrior and it got on her nerves in the end. "As for earlier, I want you to be careful. This could very well be the first sign of an attack. I'll make sure to strengthen the patrols, but I want you and Dirtfur to stay away from the ThunderClan boarder in case they try anything funny."

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Shadowheart looked at her, sadness in her eyes. She looked tired, but she nodded in understanding. "I will stay away." She mewed, then she turned for the Warriors den.

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With Heavy Feet

Spottedstar watched her pad off toward the warriors den, a tick in her tail. The leader also felt tired and worn out. There had been so much drama lately within ShadowClan, and it was hard to keep up with it all. She hated drama; it distracted the Clan from the important matters. But in this case, the drama was important. She sighed. Nothing was simple anymore. Wishing she could curl up and leave the Clan's problems behind, the patched she-cat turned toward her own den to think things over in silence.