Settling by a swift flowing shallow creek, Ivystar sighed and released the tension in her body that she'd hidden from her clan. Each day bro"ught her a new headache, more mouths needed to be fed than there was food and foxes ravaged their lands for scraps. And now they were out of herbs, what little SkyClan had given them wasn't enough.
"I know what you two wish to say. But I've already thought it through and seen it fall apart. SkyClan has given us all they can, ThunderClan has no herbs, and ShadowClan is no more ally than enemy. Does anyone have any other suggestions besides attacking WindClan for the weak hope of gaining herbs, because I'm not seeing anything." There was no beating around the bush, she was frank and honest with her counsel, too tired to play games. She wanted another way, something that wouldn't put them all at risk, but StarClan above, it seemed they were stuck between a rock and a hard place.