I don't think Crowspirit will be very happy (closed)

Spotlake's scars from the previous night had healed fairly quickly and was told to take it easy. Now all that was left to do was to tell Crowspirit of her injuries.

She padded up to her mate and tapped him on shoulder with her tail. "Um Crowspirit sweetie? I need to tell how I managed to get these scratches." She said.

Crowspirit looked towards Spotlake, expression worried. “I had been meaning to ask about that. What happened? Did you tangle with a fox, or get into a border fight?” He gave his tail a twitch, waiting eagerly for her answer. Whatever it had been, she was alright now, though he was definitely going to teach whatever it was a lesson.

"Well it was a clan cat. A ginger tom who smelled of Skyclan. He attacked me first and I ended up losing the fight. It was at Fourtrees and apparently I shouldn't have been hunting around there." Said Spotlake. She sat down and silently hoped the Crowspirit wouldn't decide to attack the tom she fought.

(Aaaaa completely forgot about this)

“Ginger? SkyClan? That’s...” Redfall. The tom he had spoken to at the Gathering. He could tolerate an attitude. But he couldn’t stand down to a cat who attacked his mate. At Fourtrees. ”I’ve met him. Redfall. He won’t get away with this, honey. He spoke poorly of WindClan at the Gathering, but this was a step too far.” He snarled, tail lashing now. “If I ever catch him without the full-moon truce, he’s hawk bait.“

Crowspirit nudged Spotlake fiercely, cuddling up beside her. “You stay safe, got it? Stay close to home. I couldn’t bear losing you. Not after Larkwing, Petalpaw.”

Spotlake put her nose against his cheek. "Ok just don't cause a war with Skyclan ok?" Asked Spotlake. She really didn't want a useless war where cats died over a small border skirmish.

"And I promise I'll stay close to home."

OOC: Its okay! ^^