Sedges can't be contained (closed)

Echoflame couldn't contain her laughter and she gave a huge giggle. "Hey, watch out SkyClan! We have a mighty warrior." She teased, walking over and moved to be by his side and hold him up.

Sedgepaw bristled at the tease, but found a chuckle escaped him anyways. He could imagine the sight he made as his mind slowly cleared and the world righted itself again.
"Okay, okay, you made your point." He spat, though it lacked the venom of earlier. She was impressive, and he loathed that he couldn't win against the she-cat, but then she was a full warrior. "Just wait until I'm a warrior." He mewed, looking at Echoflame with confidence. "I bet I'll beat you then." He promised. Staring green eyes at green until his head began to hurt with the dullnes of a headache. "What are you made of? Rock?" He asked with a surprisingly teasing tone.

Echoflame smirked, smirked, twitching her whispers. "I'm made out of oak." she replied. "Oak is my bones. The sky is my blood." she almost whispered, wrapping herself around the tree and looking up to the sky with intense interest.

He looked at Echoflame with scepticism. Sedgepaw turned his gaze to the sky with a wince. Wondering if there was an eagle or something, but seeing nothing, he nudged Echoflame firmly.
"Well duh. Rippedsky is your dad." He mewed dryly. "We're going to be made of ice if we don't get back to camp at some point."

Echoflame nodded. "Rippedsky is also your mentor. I'll put in a good word for you." she said curtly, sauntering the way back to camp.

((continue in a topic in camp?))