Just friendly gossip... Or discussion of a possible traitor... (closed for those who signed up in WC/SC, this is at the border)

At the border between ShadowClan and WindClan, a couple of border patrols meet. Some unwittingly eavesdropped on a very important conversation and are here to spread the news...

Silverdapple had joined the next Shadowclan border patrol as soon as she could, in her heart she felt like she needed to tell Shadowclan the kit they knew as Shimmerkit was alive and well. Maybe she had an adopted mother over there, or friends who miss her! Now here she was, padding along thee border of Shadowclan with a small patrol.

Icestorm, Cedarfur, and Smokepelt made their own 3 cat border patrol. Along the way they made re-did the border markings, and scented for intruders.

Mudpaw followed Silverdapple and the ShadowClan patrol.

(shortness ;3;)

Goldenpaw followed IceStorm on the patrol. She was weary.

OOC: Shorrt

Witherpaw followed the cats.

OOC: Dyortness

Silverpaw casted glances at Icestorm, He doesn't know Silverdapple be calm! Seeking out Smokepelt she kept close to him as the patrol made their way.

Longwhisker, in the WindClan patrol with Icestorm, Cedarfur, Smokepelt, Silverdapple, and Goldenpaw, stopped short when a sour odor hit his scent glands. ShadowClan. Well, that was to be expected, as they were almost at the border, but stronger than usual. "A ShadowClan patrol," he hissed to Silverdapple in warning.

Shimmerheart, in the ShadowClan patrol with Frogpaw, Mudpaw, and (is Witherpaw SC or WC?...), heard WindClan cats talking with eachother. Great. Last time she met another patrol on a border patrol, it was ThunderClan, and ended up in a fight. Hopefully it didn't happen again. "Hello," she called out to the cats on the other side. Might as well have some small talk.

OOC: Witherpaw is WC

IC: The mangled apprentice slowly walked behind the rest of the cats. "ShadowClan patrol? Keep them away," She pleaded. She was deeply frightened of the other Clans.

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Her only skill was to be able to hunt. She followed Shimmerheart. "Hello,"

Icestorm fluffed up his fur scenting the air. He lifted his tail, halting the patrol to stop. The tom walked slowly forward, nodding his head in greasing. "Might I ask what you need? It seems very unusual that ShadowClan cat's would say hello without wanting something." He tried not to show a hiss in his voice.

Cedarfur and Smokepelt halted with the patrol, watching Icestorm and ready for anything. Both toms were surprised Icestorm was able to keep this calm, usually he despised other clans.

Mudpaw looked at the WindClan patrol and seeing Shimmerheart talk to the grey tom made the apprentice shiver. He also noticed an overly tall tom on the WindClan patrol and was curious who he was.

Shimmerheart's tail lashed. Wasn't that the tom who had rescued her from the gorge when she was a kit?! She still remembered his name- Icestorm. How quickly loyalties change. "Oh, come on! Can I not have a normal talk with anyone anymore, Icestorm?" she sighed, gritting her teeth. "Fine. I won't talk to you, if that's what you want. Anyone else want to have a friendly conversation?" Her eyes lighted on a silver she-cat with a dappled tail, standing near a pale tabby tom with long whiskers. Something about their eyes looked similar. Siblings?

As the ShadowClan she-cat's hazel eyes looked at his sister, Longwhisker bristled. "She doesn't want to talk to you, either." With an uncertain glance towards Silverdapple, he added, "Do you?"

OOC: Can we wait for the other cats now? Thanks!

Icestorm gave a sigh. "I'm sorry Shimmerheart, I shouldn't have assumed. But, if anyone is going to talk to you, it'll be me." He said softly, but with a stern look in his eyes.

ooc- Sorry, ok!

Silverdapple hushed Icestorm with a flick of her thick white tail, trotting forward on small paws she purred her greetings. "Hello Shimmerheart! Long time, since the last gathering hasn't it? How have things been?" She mewed, Silverdapple was gifted with the ease of conversation and sweetness or rather innocence from her mother Peonyflower, the more logical side was from Wolftrot, she sensed tension and knew it must be calmed. Tilting her head and turning to acknowledge her brother she flicked her stubby ears and chided the patrol teasingly, "Pardon the rudeness of every cat today! This is my brother Longwhisker, and yes brother I would love to speak to a cat who's being nice! Nothing like a friendly conversation on such a beautiful day!" She mewed in her soothing voice, aiming to cool off the tempers.

Shimmerheart nodded at Icestorm, and at the polite cat, Silverdapple, whom she recognized from the Gathering. “It is a very nice day,” she agreed. “Is there any particular reason for your patrol?” She had a way of sniffing out secrets, and one hung about this silver and white she-cat like a heavy mist. Traces of the same mist were on a golden apprentice in the background and Icestorm himself. She was curious. Could it have something to do with ShadowClan?

Icestorm gave a hiss of disapproval. How dare she! The Warrior lashed his tail, fur starting to bristle. And why is that RiverClan cat looking at me like I'm cursed? One things for sure, I'm gonna have a chat with Silverdapple when this patrol is over. His green eyes burned into the ShadowClan cat's pelt.

Mudpaw started to get nervous as the grey WindClan cat looked like he was angry. Will a fight break out? He wondered.