Sunny evening in Thunderclan (Open)

The clearing of Thunderclan warmed the camp, speckled shadows dancing across the clearing as the wind brushed through pelts of their warriors, kits, and the queens. Specklefur's dull green eyes looked over the clearing, a bored expression on her face, dry, crumbling blood falling or clinging to her fur, which she never really cleaned herself of the blood, and her wounds still stung a lot, ever since her defeat, she never felt like she recovered, mentally that is, she just felt out of place now, like her clan would turn their backs on her, just for not being able to defeat a Shadowclan warrior, in a weakened state too! That was absolutely pathetic!

Specklefur hated herself for that, but she wasn't going to concern herself with it for now, all she wanted now, was comfort with her brother, or mate, she never had time for them, and they never had time for her, but maybe today she could speak with her brother, it seemed as if she never had spoken to him since kit-hood, but, she was at a stand-still...

...She didn't want to get up. Oh well, maybe strike a conversation with who ever wanted to speak with her, she doubted it since no one really talked to her because of how cold she comes off, but she really wasn't that mean once you got to know her.

Wolfpaw padded up to Specklefur, noticing that she was by herself in the camp. "You alright there, Specklefur?" he asked.

"Oh I couldn't be better,"Specklefur sarcastically retorted, giving what she could of a flick of her ears, which were basically nonexistent. "Kind of want my ears back though," She let out a growl as she looked over at the location where Soulfang was, a large amount of hatred boiling up in her chest. "What about you Wolfpaw?" She asked through gritted teeth.

"Look who woke up on the wrong side of their nest" Nightfire interrupted, giving an equal stare to Specklefur. He wasn't upset, it was just his normal expression. Padding over, he layed near the she-cat, but not too close. He wanted to just lie down for a bit, and might as well give a clanmate company. "If you don't feel well i'll give you something" he mewed, just putting it as a side option. He knew the she-cat was prideful, but just in case.

Ploverheart lifted his striped face, spotting his sister. He never got to talk to her anymore.. Getting up, he eagerly bounded over to her, standing by Wolfpaw. He smiled happily at Specklefur, a purr rumbling deep within his throat. "Specklefur! Are you-hoo okay?" he asked, tilting his head. His ears twitched, his fluffy tail twitching over the ground.

"I'm fine Nightfire," She responded, pushing herself up in a sitting position she wrapped her tail around her paws, the sun warming her fur as she heard her brother canter towards her. "Still stuttering Ploverkit?And I am fine, my throat is a bother... nothing I can't handle.." She trailed, her face remaining blank as she looked over to her brother.

"Ploverheart!" he corrected proudly, puffing his chest out. "I-I'm Ploverheart now! Wuh-heren't you at my cuh-heremony?"

"Of course she was there, Ploverheart," Flowerfrost said smoothly, walking over to him. "Right, Specklefur?" the ginger and white she-cat added, staring pointedly at Specklefur. "Who made dirt in your fresh-kill?" Glancing over at Soulfang, she added in a lower voice, "Soulfang's a flea-brained mousefodder. Why is he still alive? He certainly doesn't deserve it."

"Because we have no real evidence that he's an actual murderer. It's pretty obvious that he's a good-for-nothing fox-heart, though." Addertail huffed as he padded by, stopping when he overheard Flowerfrost. He glanced at Specklefur, dipped his head, then looked to his brother, Nightfire. "How bad did Soulfang hurt her--" He paused and glanced at Specklfur. "--unfairly?" The tom added, one to not upset the snappy warrior and two because it truly was an unfair fight. Soulfang had attacked her at close-range out of nowhere, hitting her to the ground several times before Specklefur could really do much. It had been a cowardly, sneaky move.

"Well, by the looks of Specklefur she's in real pain and her throat hurts but we have evidence that piece crowfood, Soulfang,is a murderer and cold hearted fox heart."Falconflight muttered.He pointed his tail at Specklefur's ears."That is evidence."

"Did it look like Addertail asked you?" Nightfire snapped at Falconflight, staring at him. Nightfire would not tolerate the rudeness of being interrupted and being told out. He was the medicine cat, and took care of Specklefur, so why shouldn't he know what condition she was in? "Now, she had multiple wounds along her body, but she should recover just fine. Those ears will be a fine battle scar. I gave her some herbs but I will give her more if she is anymore pain." he mewed before turning back to Falconflight. "That is no evidence of murder. It is evidence that a fight commenced. Has she died? No. So don't say its evidence of murder if you don't know what your talking about" he snapped once more, before turning away back to the she-cat. "Now if your throat hurts I will give you something to sooth it. Just say, or else you will just be in more pain, which I wont tolerate." he mewed.

Wolfpaw was a bit overwhelmed by the amount of cats starting to gather, so he wormed his way out and sat outside the apprentice den, by himself

"I apologize for my rudeness,but action needs to be taken,we can't let the that piece of crowfood live for ever and get away with it"he continued"I'm not questioning anyones orders but can't we just feed him deathberries just to get it over with?If we keep having him here he'll attract more attention and there might be a attack just because he's in camp."He spoke."Thats all I can say."

Addertail nodded slightly in thanks to Nightfire, then looked at Falconflight and narrowed his eyes. "I doubt Shadowclan would attack us while they're sick and probably still heavily wounded." He replied, then thought a moment about the first part. "As for Soulfang, we shouldn't stoop to his level and just kill him without evidence. Not to mention Dewstar hasn't given the order, so we can't just kill him even without evidence; which I don't plan to let anyone do." He huffed, a bit of a warning in his tone as he watched the tom carefully. Truly, he would have killed Soulfang in battle if he had the chance. He hated the tom, and he had repeatedly trespassed their territory and attacked Thunderclan cats. Even so, like he had just said, they didn't have actual evidence of murder and shouldn't stoop to his level.

"I agree with Adderfang. It is against the Warrior Code to kill another cat, so if he has committed a crime he would be banished from his clan anyway." Breezefeather's soft mew stated as he long legs carried her towards the group of warriors. She sat down and flicked her elegant elongate tail around her white paws and her eyes sparkled with worry for Specklefur. "Are you ok, Specklefur? Shouldn't you get Nightfire to look at your wounds?" She urged.