Fight Me (Closed)

Nutfur had been assigned to take Birchpaw on a border patrol. She didn't really mind it, and though it wasn't her favorite thing in the word, she was content. And it wasn't like she was going to risk ruining her reputation even further by refusing. So here she was, patrolling with an apprentice along the ThunderClan border. Everything was going fine enough until they reached Sunningrocks. Just the place itself made the warrior want to hurl. That pile of rocks had done so much damage that it probably would be better for RiverClan if they just gave it up. Not that Ivystar would ever think like that. Even before she had any reason to be nervous, she already had a disturbed feeling in her stomach. And it came as no surprise to see two ThunderClanners right on the other side of the border. Stopping, she flicked her tail for the apprentice to do the same.
"There are ThunderClanners near by. Don't say or do anything, just keep your eye on them," Nutfur instructed, then narrowed her eyes at the cats across the border. After a few moments of evaluation, she continued walking, never taking her eyes off of the ThunderClanners.

Birchpaw trudged through the river, following Nutfur to sunningrocks. Birchpaw usually loved going to sunningrocks, for the rocks were always warm from constant sunshine, but today they were on a border patrol. After wading through the water he stepped onto dry land, and shook himself a little. He smelled thunderclan from over the border, but as long as they weren't crossing, they shouldn't be a threat. He took notice of Nutfur's words and narrowed his eyes at the cats a few foxlengths from the border.