Surprise, ThunderClan!

The ThunderClan deputy looked at Mossstar, then to Froststar, and finally back to Mossstar. She gave a low, defeated growl and looked down at her paws. Her claws had extended as far as they could go without her even noticing it. Reluctantly she sheathed them and turned away, her tail low and almost dragging on the ground. Yes, she was good at the lying game. She wasn't too proud of it, but some lies changed battles. She disappeared into the undergrowth, but not before she gave Reed-something-or-other an angry glare.

Dewclaw is charging Lightning Strike.

Duckstep smiled, flicking his tail. "Mouse-hearts." he muttered, watching as the warriors melted back into the shadows of the trees.

Maplepaw let out a snort as she watched the ThunderClan cats retreat, a bit disappointed. She had been hoping for a battle! However, she looked at Froststar with a bit of a confused look. Had the truly won that easily? She had never heard of ThunderClan being cowards...of course that had been under Lionstar's rule. Perhaps Mossstar was nothing more than a coward and a mouse-brain...

Reedheart wasn't as relieved as the rest of the patrol as the two ThunderClan cats disappeared, leaving him only with an angry glance. Perhaps they'd gone back to camp to fetch reinforcements? He hoped that wasn't the case. But maybe they had really retreated. That's what they should be doing, if they had any wits about them.

The warrior relaxed his guard, but didn't move. He didn't dare say anything, in case he jinxed the patrol again...

Froststar narrowed her eyes as Mossstar silently retreated. She hadn't thought it would be that easy. She stood there for a few moments, uncertain of what to do. But one could never be too careful, so she signaled to her warriors to prepare to battle. She had a strange feeling about this all that she couldn't shake off... It couldn't be that easy, could it?

Mossfur was standing unnoticed behind Mosstar and Dewclaw. She turned and ran back with them without gaining too much attention.

Mossfur is charging Lightning Strike.
OOC: Sorry if this is late!

Duckstep glanced towards Froststar, looking a bit baffled. Why would they prepare for battle? ThunderClan had retreated, rightfully leaving the territory for them! He shook his head and tensed his muscles after a while, flexing his claws.

Maplepaw looked at Froststar with bit of a confused look when she saw the sign to get ready, but she huffed and nodded. So, it seemed that Froststar didn't believe that ThunderClan was cowards. Her claws dug into the ground as she scanned the undergrowth for the ThunderClan cats but her ear flickered in mild annoyance when she realized she couldn't see anything past the undergrowth. She wasn't used to so many vines and bushes; she was unable to figure out how ThunderClan could even hunt, none-the-less even live in such a mess as she waited for them to attack...at least if Froststar's hunch was right.

RiverClan, still waiting to see if they've gone away for real.

Now a little unsure, the dark she-cat tensed her muscles for Thunderclan to attack. She had seen their mouse-hearted attack twice before, but no cat could ever be sure if they were actually retreating or attacking. Just in case the latter was true, the dark she-cat drifted towards the low-hanging branch of a tree.
Now almost perfectly camouflaged, Nightbird lay I wait. She couldn't trust those cats as far as she could get them to swim.

Whitefoot stood near mosstar and waited.

Whitefoot is charging Lightning Strike.

Honeypaw flinched from her spot in the shadows as the RiverClan warrior suddenly called out. So it seemed they had seen though their retreat. Well, Honeypaw had never been part of the retreat. When Mossstar, Dewclaw, and Mossfur had went out to face them, the young yellow apprentice had stayed hidden in the shadows, afraid that a fight would really break out right there. The moment she had seen Mossstar 'retreat' she had hoped that there would be no battle...Looked like she was wrong. However, as she hide in her spot her muscles bunched up as she looked for what cat she would attack. Maybe she didn't want to fight; but she didn't want Mossstar to be disappointed nor did she want these RiverClan cat to take back Sunningrocks. With a soft growl, she lowered her head and waited. She could do this...She could totally do this...

Honeypaw is charging Lightning Strike.

OOC: This has officially lasted longer than the Battle of Kursk, and we haven't even fought each other yet. Can we hurry this up, please?

OOC: I think we're waiting for more people.

OOC: But there's nobody else to wait for, unless you mean to hold this off until all of your apprentices are trained (which would be total underhanded BS, considering they were still kits when this started).