WindClan Camp

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Heather star watched the jet black male intently as his nervous state became apparent to her, and she wriggled her ears, just waiting. Finally, when his question eventually reached her white tipped ears she felt something inside of her lurch violently, and for a moment the small leader was dumb found. Stunned beyond words for a couple of moments the fae let herself relax, feeling a smile beginning to form upon her muzzle. Never could she of imagined that this was what Swiftstreak had been planning to ask her, and she couldn't have wished for anything else. "Of course." She muttered equally, joy and emotion filling her gaze as she looked up at him. "Yes, of course I will be."

Brokenglare sighed quietly as the Stormclanner left. Windclan had been attacked by murderous, evil wolves, had a sudden large death amount and now this happens. What would be next? She padded over to the edge of the camp and walked out. She quickly found her way towards the Outlook rocks, and gone there. To train.

~The Outlook Rocks~

Brokenglare walked into the outskirts of the camp silently. She shook off the remaining thorns in her pelt before walking over to the main crowd, to simply listen to what was happening lately. She knew weird things had happened around here with pups and apprentices, and she could still hear them talking about it. A small feeling of worry clouded up in her chest. What had happened to them?, she wondered. Deciding to just keep listening and hope for it to clear up, she sat down, still with a serious face.

Brokenglare listened for information to be heard, but didn't really get any results. She quickly got tired of waiting and laid down to rest, as the walk from the camp to the Outlook Rocks weren't a too short trip. Thinking it would be a bit more relaxing to wait for news while laying, she kept doing it. Her face didn't seem too serious anymore, even though she was still worried.

(Hi everyone. I'm new here and will be joining your clan soon. Right now I'm waiting for an admin )

Graywolf wrote:

(Hi everyone. I'm new here and will be joining your clan soon. Right now I'm waiting for an admin )

Please don't post with no RP in the actual post in this board please. Thanks a ton.
-Misty

Firestar slowed to a walk just before she entered the camp, and then stopped to catch her breath. The camp was quiet and mostly still, bathed in the light of the rising sun. A few wolves were walking about and some were sitting. "Hello?" she called out. "May I speak to Snowstar or her deputy, please."

Brokenglare perked her ears up as the word 'deputy' was mentioned by a faint voice. She quickly rose to her feet and turned around, spotting a somewhat familiar wolf, none other than the leader of Thunderclan. First Shadowclan, then Thunderclan, had Windclan become some kind of visiting place for clans? Brokenglare flashed a quick look at Snowstar before turning back, waiting for her to show up so they could hear what the wolf wanted to say.

Looks over at Moonshadow and frowns at the expression on his face. Walks over to him "Hey, are you okay?" golden eyes twinkle in worry. "I heard about the Twolegged's, sorry about your friends"

(Ah,that's another one of my characters Graywolf. Its Barkstripe actually)

Barkstripe glanced beside him. He noticed the fae and blinked a few times. He still felt a bit frantic. Yet his words came out solid. Not slurred nor did he stammer. He swallowed and flicked his tail stopping his pacing. "Yes,I suppose. Though,they not not be taken. Some of them are looking for the others. So,maybe their just still looking..." He paused. Trying to remember the fae's name. He narrowed his eye staring into her face. "Ah...Gray....Wolf was it?" He gave a faint smile,yet it was forced. All the worry and regret of letting the others off by themselves had piled up,and it made the tip of his tail twitch like it was some hyperactive chipmunk.

Firestar, becoming a little impatient, decided to tell the WindClan wolves the news quickly. "I came to tell you that a wonderful thing has happened. A couple of days ago, ThunderClan brought a wounded dog into my camp, her name is Sophie. She said that she'd escaped from the two-legs, the same two-legs who kidnapped the Clan wolves, I think. Sophie was taken to that awful two-leg place as well as the wolves and may know the way back to it. We might be able to rescue all of our wolves, and the dogs too from the two-legs if all of the Clans band together for this rescue mission. One more thing, I believe that the two-legs have been doing 'things' to the wolves and dogs in the horrible place. When Sophie came into the camp, one of her legs had been replaced with a metal one and her teeth were metal too." The fiery female was silent after saying it, letting the information sink in.