Be Warned 3 (Closed for Ash/Brindle)

After his meeting with RiverClan, it was night. His paws were so tired, but his determination kept him going on. Featherlight would surely help him with some more traveling herbs. He only had to go to SkyClan after this. Pushing on, he made his way over the moors and to the crevice he had visited once or twice before. He winced as he stepped on a stone, but he pushed on. Entering camp, the warriors were laying about. Carefully, he made his way to Ashstar's sleeping body. "Ashstar," he whispered.

Despite the late hour, Brindlewhisker was only just leaving the Medicine Cat's den. As per usual, she had spent the majority of her evening checking in on Mistpaw and chatting with Mottleheart once her daughter had finally fallen asleep. Slipping out into the clearing, and carefully avoiding her now sleeping Clanmates, she was surprised to see a strange cat making their way through the clearing. It took the Deputy a brief heartbeat to recognize the somewhat familiar pelt of Nettlesting, ShadowClan's Medicine Cat. Hurriedly stepping over one of her sleeping Clanmates, she paused a tail-length away from the ginger tom. "Nettlesting? What are you doing here? Is everything alright?" Brindlewhisker mewed, carefully keeping her voice hushed as she gave the tom a bewildered glance.

Nettlesting jumped slightly, but turned to the deputy. He shook his head, but then paused. "Sort of, Brindlewhisker. I must bring you a great warning of a former ShadowClan warrior." The tom nodded and moved to the edge of the camp, pausing and waiting for Brindlewhisker to follow. He hoped that was okay, but the distance would make it harder for his words to be overheard. "Gingerstripe, a warrior of ShadowClan, was exiled today. Honeydrop was murdered by him, many moons ago, but he hid it until Honeydrop herself revealed it to me in a dream." he paused, letting his words sink in. "I ask that you do not harbor him if he comes asking to join WindClan. He is a ruthless murderer of medicine cats." his eyes shone fiercely.

Gaze narrowing slightly, Brindlewhisker quietly followed Nettlesting, her mouth twisting warily as she thought over the tom's words. A great warning of a former Clanmate? Halting a tail-length away from Nettlesting, a somber expression befell her face as she listened to the Medicine Cat's warning. Nodding slowly, the Deputy initially let out a short, weary sigh as she processed the ginger tom's words. "I see...it's unfortunate to learn those are the true circumstances of Honeydrop's death. Nevertheless, I shall pass on your warning to my Clanmates." Brindlewhisker eventually mewed, offering a short dip of her head in consolation the Medicine Cat's revelation.

Nettlesting dipped his head back and stood to leave. [color=#990000]"I ask for you to join is in shunning any clan who takes in a monster like him and keeping danger in the forest. I thank you for your time." He motioned to the entrance. "Which way would SkyClan be from here, if I may ask? I've kinda mixed myself up at this point." he asked almost flatly.

"StarClan willing, you shall have all of WindClan's support. We do not take kindly to those who spill the blood of their Clanmates." Brindlewhisker mewed, blinking back at the ginger tom. Ear twitching at Nettlesting's question, the Deputy paused for a brief heartbeat before speaking once more, "Head back to ThunderClan's territory- it's a straight shot through their territory to SkyClan's if I recall correctly."