Echostep|Dawnclan Med.Cat|32 moon Bengal she-cat|Location- Camp|Mentions- [d] Wolfstar Open
"Show me where it hurts."

Echostep did not have to go far the find Wolfstar, the commotion had been enough. His rumble seemed to echo through the camp, and she shrank slightly, ears returning to her skull. Even if his anger was directed at the situation, it was a startling sight to behold, especially as his glare rounded onto her. Crouching, the medicine cat averted her gaze, tail lashing slowly along the earth as she took a step back, considering her words carefully.
"I'm, not exactly sure. " Her mew was quiet, especially compared to his deep rumble.
"Icepaw had a feeling, we went north, near the borde-" Echostep suddenly shifted her words, even if it was too late. "Near the river crossing. (the bridge)" She shook her head, the she-cat did not want to make any accusations but she also couldn't lie.
"He died with Icepaw while I was trying to find an herb to help his passing. I'm not sure what happened or if he said anything."
Her gaze shifted to Icepaw, kicking herself for not talking to the apprentice right away, hopeful he would be able to withstand Wolfstar's towering glare.

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Silverpaw|Dawnclan Apprentice|Silver Bengal she-cat|location-camp|Mentions- [d] Wolfstar, Splashwing
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Silverpaw had finally relaxed from her earlier adrenaline, sharp fangs gnawing roughly on a piece of prey, icy eyes scanning the camp. It was as if she could still smell the invaders, and it made her pelt ripple in distaste.
"Ugh." The she-cat pushed herself from the earth, shaking the dust from her pelt. The thought of the cats was putting her off her dinner. Eyes swiveling, she watched as Echostep and Icepaw returned, something in the small medicine cats jaws. Prey? Her head tilted, as the object was placed on the earth, and Splashwing's voice rang out. The she-cat's eyes widened, and forgetting the prey, had bolted over to the gathering group of cats with a yowl.
"What happened?" She looked wildly at the others, her fur bristling as she leaned over the fallen cat, face pressing into his fur. It was difficult to tell what exactly the young she-cat was expressing, since she had not often seemed to show much care for her den-mates. However at her quivering pelt, it looked as if grief had consumed the apprentice. However as she pulled back, rage filled the icy eyes, her form backing up a few steps, a growl growing in her chest.
"Those...invaders!" She hissed, shaking her head. The apprentice glared at her clan and even Wolfstar, an accusatory lash of her tail hitting the earth. Her vision turned to Splashwing, who mentioned Starclan.
"He should be running with us." She spat, looking venomously at the earth. Later, she knew she would feel a bit of regret hissing at the senior warrior, but right now she in a rage.

| Wolfstar |
Male | 34 moons | Maine Coon | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: [D] Echostep, Splashwing, Sunfall [ID] All
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Anger swelled in his heart as he listened to the cats speak. Echo step said it was near the border. Even if she attempted to refrain from saying it, he knew that's what she was going to say. He snarled, assuming it was those rouges and loners who dared to kill his apprentice. As Icepaw was mentioned, his terrifying gaze fell upon him, though the leader didn't speak. Standing tall, Wolfstar looked at Splashwing as she spoke. She was a wise, senior warrior, way older than he, and he looked to her for advice, even more than his own deputy, who hadn't even reached thirty moons in age.

A growl rumbled in the massive leader's throat as he listened to his Clan as they spoke, all making accusatory statements against the 'DuskClan', except for Sunfall, of course. He gave a sharp, warning growl to the deputy as he spat rather disrespectfully to the medicine cat, though the leader chose not to say anything at the moment. Looking down at the apprentice's body, he felt both sadness and anger boiling inside of him, his fur bristling and teeth bared as he growled a single word. "DuskClan.". His snarl echoed, all quiet as the one-worded Clan name was spoken. His sharp claws dug into ground as he looked at Sunfall. "Gather some warriors." he commanded, his sharp, yellow glare meeting the eyes of his subordinate. He looked around, "We're gong to war." he growled, the snarl echoing across the camp.

Icepaw|Dawnclan Med.Cat.App|9 Moon|Light Gray tom|Location- Camp|Mention- Wolfstar

Icepaw shrank back as his leader's eyes fell on him, he wanted to earth to swallow him whole and get him out of this situation. He could hear the outcries of rage and grief from all around him. He stepped back a bit not wanting to get into the middle of all of this commotion.
As he listened to the other cats around him he could tell that most of the cries of grief and pain vanished and instead they all turned to cries for war. Icepaw was far too young to have ever experienced anything bigger then maybe small skirmish that some of the loners once in awhile incited, but Icepaw was sure that if a war broke out between their two clans that many, many cats would be injured. Some might even die and join Barkpaw in Starclan.
The young medicine cat shook his head, this was insane, why would Duskclan first come into their camp without any hostile intentions and then, at the same time, the body of a Dawnclan apprentice would be found. It just didn't make any sense. Gathering up all of his courage the gray apprentice stepped forward.
Standing in front of Wolfstar he looked up, Icepaw had intended to look into his leaders eyes, but his gaze would always drift off to the sides. Icepaw dug his claws into the ground, more to stop himself from running away from his leaders gaze, then out of anger like the other Dawnclan cats around him.
"Wolfstar, I don't think that declaring war immediately is a wise idear. Should we not first send Barkpaw off to join Starclan then to declare war and send even more cats immediately after him?" Icepaw tried to sound confident all the way through his little speech, but at the end his shoulders started to sink in on themselves and his own confidence wande as well.

| Wolfstar |
Male | 34 moons | Maine Coon | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: [D] Splashwing, Sunfall, Icepaw, Hollywhisker, Patrol [ID] All
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Hearing the deputy's resist of his command, saying they should mourn, the colossal male rounded on the smaller tom. "I said gather warriors, so you gather warriors. We mourn later." he began, tail lashing fiercely behind him. He wouldn't tolerate disobedience. His terrifying eyes glared into Sunfall's, "That's an order." he snarled, tail rising in dominance. The sound of Splashwing's voice brought him relief. He looked at her, respect in his heart for the senior warrior. "Thank you." he said quietly, not wanting anyone else to hear. Pride, it was one of his problems. Towering over his Clan, his eyes met Splashwings, "Our best ones." he said, his voice a thundering tune. "We don't fight yet, but I want to be prepared." he added, only for the female to hear. He trusted her more than most, which was uncommon for the reserved tom. He looked at Hollywhisker, observing her. Wolfstar nodded his assent.

The quiet, innocent voice of their medicine cat apprentice was enough to make him stop, enough to make him feel bad. The massive tom turned to look at Icepaw, his terrifying yellow eyes meeting the young one's, shaking his head. "They declared war by killing Barkpaw." he said, calming his voice as much as possible for the apprentice, though a deep grumble couldn't be hidden. "I will give them a day to prepare, young one. In that time, we will mourn the loss of Barkpaw." he said, paws flexing, his claws digging into the earth.

Looking around, the muscular leader would wait for a patrol to be gathered before he prepared to head out. "Let's go." he said, his voice loud so everyone in the patrol could hear, flicking his tail for the rest to follow. Left ear flicking, Wolfstar turned to look back at Sunfall. "You stay here." he commanded, narrowing his eyes, almost daring the subordinate to challenge him. "Prepare for battle." he finished, the words reaching the deputy's ear, before flicking his tail, leaving the camp with his patrol behind him.

Icepaw|Dawnclan Med.Cat.App|9 Moon|Light Gray tom|Location- Camp|Mention- Wolfstar, Echostep

Icepaw breathed a sigh of relief, although he had not managed to change Wolfstars mind about starting a war, the leader had not scolded him too much for his insolence. Taking one last glance over his shoulder at the fallen apprentice, Icepaw headed towards the medicine cat den. Far to much had happened today, he needed to process everything. Passing by the fresh kill pile he remembered that he had only the squirrel to eat earlier that day, but even the smell of fresh kill made Icepaws stomach turn. He quickly moved on, leaving his clan mates behinde to bustle around the now filled camp center and organise their war.
As he entered the medicine cat den he took a shaky breath and thinking rationally he made a mental note that he and Echostep would probably have to gather even more herbs now, to prepare for the injured cats to come.
But for now Icepaw just needed to rest. Falling, very ungracefully, onto his nest the young apprentice curled into a tight ball.
Icepaws eyes had just started to close when that stupid nagging feeling pulling him north started again. Letting out a low growl he shut his eyes tightly, he did not care about some stupid thing that wanted him to go north immediately, just as little that he cared about everyone else in his clan wanting to start a war. Right now Icepaw just wanted to sleep.

Slackjaw | Warrior | Camp | 52 Moons | Dawnclan | Mentions: | Tom |

Paws stepped from the warriors den, he slept in, a mistake but he hadn't slept well the night before. As Slackjaw stood and looked around, he noticed an odd chilling sadness to the clan. What could be wrong?

Nothing was making sense anymore to him. But the sadness in the camp confused him...did someone die? Probably..hmph...but question is...who..if someone DID die that is.. His mind went nuts, who could've possibly died? He took a whiff of the air.. death.. oh yea, someone died.