Skinny pieces [open]

If it weren't for the fact that she was in a more of a depressed mood she probably would have started a fight. Yet what would the clan say if she provoked and attacked a single winclan cat. It might have been worse if it had been a patrol. The better nature of Starclan told her not to. Yet to her, she let out an amused purr. "Too lazy to defend or back up your own clan then?" she questioned for a moment. The cat didn't try to disprove or prove that Windclan had been the ones scenting beyond their territory to make it bigger.

"You must be a fool to think that, no matter how strong you are if you ran into a Shadowclan patrol they would have mauled you." she smirked at the thought. What an arrogant little cat. Windclan might have had some strengths but she believed they all had their territory for a reason. There was no point in trying to steal hunting ground from other clans unless they knew how to hunt the prey. Windclan was the least likeable. "No... I came out here because I was hunting and escaping rowdy clan members you must have those." her fur prickled for a moment. She was actually having a casual conversation with a Windclan cat. If someone accused her of disloyalty she was going to have to claw their ears out.

"Ohhh you must be sooo brave. Only Windclan cats are fast enough to escape hawks and the like. Pride or not it's a fact of Starclan that each cat is born into their clan for a reason. I can't hunt out in the open as any Windclan cat could swim in Riverclan's rivers." she noted. Pricking her ears forward. "You can go ahead and try to make yourself seem wonderful but you aren't the deputy or leader are you?" she purred for a moment lashing her tail from each side to the other.
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Her whiskers would twitch with amusement. Any other day she would have gladly torn into the Windclan cat. Fact of the matter was neither of them were breaking the border. It was obvious they had no real interest in each other and the code was still in tact. In fact Russetnose would rather enjoy fighting with this tom one day - test out his skills. See if he really was worth leader material. The she-cat had never dreamed of such things. The scar on her shoulder from her mother and her love for Honeytail had been enough. Of course Shadowclan came first, but she'd rather Starclan light the way than decide who ran things. Everything happened for a reason.

"Our reputation proceeds us I see." she commented with her paw covering her face to hide her soft laugh. Amusing and she certainly hoped that he was getting the same kick out of it. "What's your name warrior, I'll remember it for the times we sink our claws into each other." her blood boiled at the thought. Veins pumping with that thought and thrill, she lived for the fighting that was one thing that was for sure. "And we'll see where you end up" she was thinking that if she was wrong it would be funny. But she among other things fully believed that this tom would only be another name in the stars. His clan would honor him, but he would fade from her memory for time to come.
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