Rainpaw - 12 Moons - Apprentice - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Stormstep, Mintwhisper, Fernstar, Tatteredjaw, Sootstep

Rainpaw stared at Stormstep in shock after this cruel words to Tatteredjaw, a twinge of annoyance made her flick her ear. This wasn’t an interaction that should be fueled by hate! Terraclan cats shouldn’t be pitting against each other! They came to claim extra territory, no more. Her side pressed to Mintwhisper’s, she felt her pelt bristle as the older cats spat back and fourth. She watched as Tatteredjaw dropped her vole in front of the Aetherclan cats. Something inside Rainpaw encouraged her to step in and agree with Tatterjaw, but the other part worried about Stormstep’s reaction. After all, could she really afford her deputy and mentors disrespect?

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Mintwhisper - 32 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Stormstep, Rainpaw, Fernstar, Sootstep, Tatteredjaw, Open!

Mintwhisper inwardly groaned and stepped in front of her deputy and pushed him back. Then proceeded to almost actually smash her head into the ground as Tatteredjaw offered Fernstar the vole, didn’t she realize that the offer might be more insulting then kind? Flicking her tail she had to agree with the Tom that was now sitting impatiently by his leaders side, they were conflicted. While most just wanted peace their aggressive deputy and orders from Terrastar made that a bit difficult.

“As much as we are willing to help your clan and your warriors with the fires. We must also think of our own clan. Terrastar wants more territory and with good reason, who wouldn’t try to expand. So here we are.” She raised her head proudly, “I have no doubt you and your clan would defend your own,” She paused trying to figure out if the leaders last comment meant that they were leaving the border alone for now. She nodded her head solemnly and spoke again. “We won’t go any farther than this however we do have territory to finish marking. So will you be fighting us or not?” The tone she used made it more of a neutral question, not eager nor impatient.

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Fernstar | 26 moons | Leader | Coughing up blood | Territory | Mentions; Stormstep, Rainpaw, Mintwhisper, Tatteredjaw, Sootstep

The massive tabby nodded her head along with Sootsteps words, her long feathery banner lashing through the smoky air. The ends of her charcoal-hued lips turned down into a frown. "You say you want to help us, yet you try to attack us in our own territory." She mused out loud, arching a non-existent brow. She huffed shortly at Tatteredjaws offer, she knew she meant well, but it was rather... insulting.

Her scowl deepened as Stormstep came over, and she resisted the urge to roll her large emerald eyes in exasperation. "This isn't your territory, and it wasn't available to take." She meowed. "And I'm not stepping on your territory, I'm stepping on the territory that's rightfully mine." She raided her non-existent eyebrows. "I'm not the one trying to start anything. Terrastar is, trying to take our land." She sighed boredly, as her long feathery silver-grey banner lashed behind her.

"If you wanted to expand, you could have gone somewhere else, and not on our land." She said, her piercing emerald gaze turning to Mintwhisper. "And no, we won't be fighting, but you don't have any more territory to mark. This is ours." She meowed, her long silver fur bristling up, making her look bigger and more intimidating than she already was. She narrowed her emerald green eyes. "We aren't starting anything." She said, just to make her point clear, her large dark silver ears flattening against her fluffy head. She was prepared to fight if necessary, and she had her entire Clan behind her back, waiting for her to yowl a command. She didn't necissarily want to fight, but if she had to, she would. She unsheathed her claws, just as a precaution.

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Tatteredjaw - 39 Moons - Warrior - Minor Burns (Treated) - Aether/Terra Border - Mentions; Stormstep, Mintwhisper, Rainpaw, Fernstar, Sootstep

The sturdy she-cat backed up slightly, fur bristling. She didn’t want to fight, because she knew she’d always choose Terraclan. That would mean losing any respect from the noble leader she’d earned, and losing a possible friend. Tatteredjaw couldn’t even bring herself to look at the aggressive deputy, her gaze directed at the ground. She mentally scolded herself for giving them the vole, she hadn’t realized before how insulting it may seem. The wounded warrior tried to relax her tense muscles, but it proved more difficult than she’d expected.

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sootstep ; warrior of aetherclan ; 26 moons ; on aetherclan/terraclan disputed border ;suffering from smoke inhalation ; mentions - stormstep, rainpaw, mintwhisper, tatteredjaw, fernstar

Sootstep bristled as Smokestep thrust himself closer to his leader. Charcoal paws twitched beneath him in anticipation as his hinds raised off the ground, the tom standing with squared shoulders. Gaze of cobalt embers stared daggers into the brute and he tipped his head to bore into the speaking stranger she-cat as well, trying his best to ignore the vole plopped at his and Fern's feet. As soon as the fae stopped speaking his head snapped straight back to keeping an eye on the cocky brute. How was it possible for someone to be so oblivious of the connotations his actions had? Rivaling up to a gigantic, muscular leader on her own territory while being a lowly cat of a split clan? Is this what they teach bravery to look like? The ashen tom's thoughts mused in his mind while he struggled to keep his claws in a sheath.

Tufted ears angled towards Fernstar's words as a small sigh of relif slipped through his throat. He trusted Fern, sure, but he didn't want to have to fight an apprentice, a random she-cat, and the most outgoing masculine he had met. It seemed unfair, also, to be at the neck of their own territory while the other clanners were nowhere near help if they needed backup. His feet drummed against the ground as cobalt eyes narrowed in anticipation. "VVe are Aetherclan cats. I'm not sure if you know, but we don't start fights for no reason. VVe defend when needed, and we protect what is ours." A slight growl edged his words as feathery tail snaked in the air behind him.

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Rainpaw - 12 Moons - Apprentice - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Stormstep, Mintwhisper, Fernstar, Tatteredjaw, Sootstep

Rainpaw would die for her clan, but she certainly didn’t want to. Plus, it was nearly nightfall and Terrastar would want them back soon. The last bits of the sun was drowning under the horizon and first stars had begun to appear. There was too much tension to have a peaceful discussion at the moment. “Night is falling. Perhaps it would be better to continue this discussion at the next gathering?” She suggested, looking at her clanmates before adding, “Terrastar would probably want us back by now and I’m sure Aetherclan has their own responsibilities to attend to.” She braced herself for a scolding from Stormstep, but hopefully they could have a more organized conversation at another time after everyone had time to cool off.

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Stormstep - 26 moons - Deputy - Healthy - Territory -Mentions

Stormstep backed up a few steps and started marking territory. "I'm not scared of your clan." He walked up to the cats. This few tail lengths is yours and ours stops there. You may have a nice day." He smiled ad turned around, marking the ne borders. He wasn't scared of any cat at all. He could easily take on those wimps. He wanted to fight them, they doubted him and they haven't seen the real me. he thought viciously.

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Mintwhisper - 32 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Stormstep, Rainpaw, Fernstar, Sootstep, Open

The deep red she-cat sighed and backed down, her tone less icy but calm and more curious. “Fernstar if you don’t mind me asking do any of you or your cats swim?” The reason Terraclan wanted to expand their borders was so that they could reach a small island easier. Maybe Aetherclan would at least understand that though Mintwhisper wasn’t optimistic. Her tail flicking back and forth at the ongoing conflict she turned to her deputy, “Stormstep I think it’d be best to keep the new border just by the lake. All we want is more space to fish, Aetherclan can keep more of the land higher up, they are mostly land hunters after all.”

She then turned to Rainpaw, seeing that the young cat didn’t want to be near all the tension. “Rainpaw why don’t you take Tatteredjaw’s vole back to camp and then bring Terrastar here. Perhaps the leaders can talk this out and come to an agreement without fighting.” She knew that her clanmates as well as herself didn’t want to disappoint their clan or leader but frankly she was tired of just staying at a standstill, not wanting to fight but not wanting to back down.

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sootstep ; warrior of aetherclan ; 26 moons ; on aetherclan/terraclan disputed border ;suffering from smoke inhalation ; mentions - stormstep, rainpaw, mintwhisper, tatteredjaw, fernstar

Sootstep had been standing with tensed muscles, gaze concentrated solely on the brute who's name was revealed to be Stormstep as he marched around, heaving indirect threats from his pudgy cheeks and marking the border with his ugly body. The ashen tom's nose wrinkled slightly as the masculine strutted around, only stopping to pee on things. Hm. He wondered what about the male gave him the end name of 'step', as he himself had received it for his running capabilities.

His mind drifted off in thought before he heard the she-cat say something that caught his attention. Take..the vole? The vole, that had been offered as a gift, as a sign of peace between the two clans. The same vole that was the only reason Soot was staying as calm as he could be. The little vole that he had planned on taking and eating right after the other clanners marched themselves off the territory.

His head snapped sharply to the she-cat and cobalt eyes filled with bewilderment and disgust. It was the other clan's catch, sure, but it was their vole. His muscles slacked in disappointment for a few moments before he straightened back up to attention. "I'm not sure what you expected, to be quite honest. Did you really believe you could talk us out of territory so easily? As if not, you came here expecting and wanting to fight." He mused quietly, picking at the dirt below with charcoal paws and fairly stumpy claws.

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Stormstep - 26 moons - Deputy - Healthy - Territory -Mentions

Stormstep strutted right up to the cat. "Would you like to test me? You can leave us alone or attack us. Which one is it? I'm done with these games." Stormstep rolled his eyes and stepped to Soot, he was a inch away from the toms nose. Stormstep puffed his chest and raised his chin, he fluffed out his tail 3x the size it already was. He tensed his muscles. You could see every bulging muscle. No wonder why kits scampered away when he came near! He must of terrified them! He looked down at Soot. He flicked his tail impatiently.

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Rainpaw - 12 Moons - Apprentice - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Stormstep, Mintwhisper, Fernstar, Tatteredjaw, Sootstep

The large blue-eye tom in front of her tensed after Mintwhisper’s suggestion, so Rainpaw hurriedly stammered, “It’s alright Mintwhisper, I’ll catch something else on the way back to camp to bring back.” She didn’t want to get near him for fear he’d get angrier and she was desperate to leave as soon as she could. “I’ll see you soon,” she said to the older Terraclan cats, reminding them of the setting sun. With that, she bowed her head to the Aetherclan cats and her clanmates before disappearing into the brush.

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sootstep ; warrior of aetherclan ; 26 moons ; on aetherclan/terraclan disputed border ;suffering from smoke inhalation ; mentions - stormstep, rainpaw, mintwhisper, tatteredjaw, fernstar

Sootstep tipped his head in curiosity as the large male strutted up to him. Deep cobalt gaze stared up to meet Stormstep's eyes, settling back on his haunches with his feathery tail curled around them. He blinked once, feigning innocence, before responding. "I'm not sure what you are referring to. You are the one making threats and then promising haven with your clan. I'm just trying to clarify, that's all." He mused while maintaining direct eye contact with the tom. Have you ever considered you are the one starting all the fights, mister muscles?

The ashen tom turned his head to send a this is really happening, can it get any more stupid look before turning his head to peek at the appie scurrying away. A slight furrow crimped his forehead at the sight of her. VVas he really as imposing as his thoughts were? Hm. Soot turned back to look into into the stormy gaze of the male. Soot wasn't intimidated, per say. He was more fearful for the temper he always had to keep in check, and the fact that the brute he was staring down clearly wore his on his sleeve.

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Mintwhisper - 32 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Stormstep, Rainpaw, Fernstar, Sootstep, Terrastar, Open

Mintwhisper tensed up taking a more defensive stance again as she eyed the two warriors, her gaze shifting slowly to Fernstar. Perhaps it would’ve just been easier and less ridiculous to just jump at their foe’s throats. However the she cat never did like fighting, it was worth a shot to talk things out. She did hope however that Rainpaw showed up with Terrastar, even if they did start fighting that would mean more cats backing up Terraclan side and a more likely chance at winning.

She silently eyed Fernstar, her mint green gaze calculating. The Aetherclan leader was large and if it came to it the silver tabby would be difficult to defeat. She could probably use her smaller frame to her advantage though, she’d definetly be faster than the larger warrior. Glancing back at Stormstep and the gray Aetherclan warrior she wanted snort, her deputy looked a bit ridiculous. ‘Mintwhisper this isn’t a laughing matter, be serious.’ She chastised herself internally. Curse her ablility to find something funny at the worst of times.

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Terrastar - Terraclan Leader- 38 Moons - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Fernstar, Sootstep, Stormstep, Open!

Terrastar raced through the territory, cursing his slowness once more. He thundered through the territory until the lake was in sight, slowing down by the shore in order to follow it. He spotted the island in the distance, purring softly when he saw it. However, he did not see his deputy, or any other cat in sight. He slowed down to a stop, looking around confusedly. Where was his patrol? He parted his jaws and let the scents of the lake and surrounding area flow into his mouth. Only old scents were on the air. Puzzled, the leader decided to sprint around the lake, perhaps he Stormstep had headed somewhere else.

Sprinting again, the big tom eventually spotted cats close to where the fire had been. The twolegs must have been able to quench it. He slowed his pace when he could make out which cat was which. He spotted Fernstar herself, along with who he had picked out to be Sootstep. It seemed like the situation was getting aggressive, something that had not been in Terrastar's intentions at all. "Stormstep! Back down, we're not here to fight!" He ordered, giving Fernstar an apologetic look. He padded up to the group, pausing a respectable distance from Aetherclan's leader. "I must apologise for my deputy, he can be a bit hotheaded."

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Fernstar | 26 moons | Leader | Coughing up blood | Territory | Mentions; Stormstep, Rainpaw, Mintwhisper, Tatteredjaw, Sootstep, Terrastar

The massive silver tabby nodded once again at the charcoal tabby toms words. The words he spoke were true; she didn't want to start a fight if she didn't have to. She blinked her deep emerald green eyes as the apprentice spoke; why would they bring an apprentice along on a potentially dangerous mission? These cats were clearly idiots. She did, however, enjoy the small cat trying to de-escalate the tense situation.

Her large silvery ears pinned backwards, a frown on her face, her charcoal-hued lip threatening to curl back, and reveal large, razor-sharp ivories. She growled, softly in the back of her throat as he marked the territory, an expression of utter contempt on her broad face. How dare he!?

Her deep malachite hues snapped back to Mintwhisper. "Some of us do, not very many. I myself enjoy relaxing in the water on a hot day." She replied. She let out a small yawn, she was tired, and hadn't slept much the night before, the large bags under her eyes evident. Her head turned to the side and she let out a rattling cough. A couple of red droplets flecked the earth, and her muzzle was a bit more red-tinged than it had been. "Excuse me." She rasped, her tail flicking behind her in frustration at her inability to hide her weaknesses.

She let out a small sigh at Sootsteps words. They were true, but the way he had spoken was... undiplomatic, to say the very least. She flicked her tail at him in a down direction, motioning for him to take it down. She growled at Stormstep. "Excuse you. You have no right to be threatening us, especially on our land." She meowed, taking a small step forwards, towards him, her lengthy silver fur fluffing up, making her seem bigger than she already was. She looked down at him, towering over the smaller tom with a deep scowl on her face, her charcoal-tinged lips curled back, revealing large, sharp ivory teeth, that glinted in the weak light.

"We would rather leave you alone. But you insist on being aggressive, and I cannot tolerate aggressive cats." Her muscles rippled beneath her sleek, albeit dirty, pelt, hinting at her strength. She wanted this cat to attack her, then she would have a good excuse for pummeling him, for crushing him, for sending his limp body flying across the forest. Her tail lashed behind her, irritation sparking in the depths of her emerald green eyes. She was sick of his games, of his threats. He was just a coward. She barely even noticed as Rainpaw left, nodding along to Sootsteps words.

The enormous silver tabby eyed Mintwhisper with her piercing green eyes. If it came to blows, then she would be focused on defeating Stormstep, and bringing him down a notch. He was way to arrogant, and this needed to be fixed, in her opinion. She huffed in impatience. "You're just making empty threats, aren't you." She said softly, her tail flicking. What a coward.

Her light pink nose twitched, and she opened her maw a bit. Someone was approaching, she could smell it. Her gaze landed on a large, dark brown tom. As he spoke, she frowned. This must be Terrastar, then. She dipped her head to him, a motion of respect, and hoped that he would return the favor, otherwise she would look foolish. Her large dark silver ear flicked. "Thank you, for getting your deputy under control." She said to him, her tone neutral, her deep verdigris eyes narrowing. "He was repeatedly threatening myself and my Clan. He tried to attack Sootstep over here, he should consider himself lucky I didn't give the command to attack." Her eyes blinked.

"As I have stated multiple times to Stormstep, a statement he has repeatedly ignored, AetherClan territory is not up for grabs. We are not giving it away. We need all we can get, due to the large fire that has consumed most of our territory." She fought to hide a shiver, picturing the wall of flames, and the angry inferno painting the angles of Sootsteps frightened face a deep, furious red.

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