Meeting old friends

Larchcloud walked up to the border between Thunderclan and Skyclan. She didn't plan on finding Embershade around, but who knew? As she laid down by the edge, she heard pawsteps, but she ignored them. Pretty much dozing off, she never noticed it was Embershade who was there.

Embershade was calmly taking small steps around in the territory, trying to get over the fact that her apprentice went missing. As she came into view of the Fallen Oak, she spotted a familiar pelt lying in the sun. As she came closer, she recognized it was none other than Larchcloud. As much as Embershade may have loved to see her friend, she had to protect ThunderClan territory. She crouched down low, silently approaching her old clanmate.

Larchcloud, who knew better then to roll over the border, was still dozing, but as she was jolted awake, she jumped up in alarm. Noticing it was Embershade, she was a little annoyed. "What in the name of Starclan are you doing?!?" She hissed. For the love of mice. Nice way to scare a cat!

"Guarding my clan's territory." Embershade answered, a smug look on her face. "Now, I would be careful if I were you. Don't want a little skirmish, do we?" She asked, stopping at the edge of the territory. She hated talking to Larchcloud like this, but she wouldn't take chances. For all she knew, the younger warrior could attack her any second. "Stay on your side, I'll stay on mine." She muttered.

Larchcloud got up, taking a few paces back. "But you didn't have to shock me like that." She hissed under her breath. "And you know I can't afford a battle! Not now, anyways." As she glanced down at her paws, she must have looked filthy. She hadn't groomed in a matter of days, and she really needed it.