They're Crazy! [Leopardstar]

ShadowClan • T3 Warrior • She/Her • #6e174c

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Leopardstar was stretched out next to her den, surveying the camp in a rare period of rest, when Lilyvalley approached her; ears tilting slightly toward the warrior. She still wasn't sure how to regard her late mate's sister in the day-to-day, but had at least reached the point where she could hold her gaze without flinching.

This news, however, caused her to freeze for different reasons. "A trespasser tried to kill you?" she asked, wanting to be absolutely certain she had heard correctly. "How did they even make it so far into our territory? Only ShadowClan cats are taught how to travel safely through the marsh."

Realizing her words could be taken the wrong way, she flicked her tail. "You certainly look like you've had a hard time, Lilyvalley. Please don't take my concern as not believing your word--after this conversation, I fully expect you to head to the medicine den for treatment, but I need to know as much as possible so this matter may be dealt with."

There was a familiar ice-cold burn of pure fury running through her veins, that seeped into her words, but she stilled her paws. Allowing that anger to guide her once had cost her almost everything she had ever loved. She couldn't keep from feeling it, but she could attempt to avoid acting upon it. Stars, was this what had driven Nightstalker--Vipershade--to that madness?

Perhaps it was the curse of leadership itself. Who was to say? He was dead, his thoughts on the matter lost to whichever afterlife had bothered to accept him, and good riddance.

"Explain to me, in as much detail as you're able, what happened. After that, you will receive medical attention and rest as long as you need."

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ShadowClan • T4 Warrior • She/Her • #6e174c

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The spotted leader took in the story, making a mental note to track down Nettleweaver after this conversation for further context. Though at Lilyvalley's suggestion, she shook her head vehemently. "No, absolutely not. Not while we're uncertain of the reasoning for the attack; a small patrol guiding an injured cat through a potential threat's territory, almost certainly in the company of a larger patrol from a Clan we've had famously awful relations with? No. Not while you're hurt, at the very least."

Still, it wasn't something she could ignore. Not while her warriors were in danger. "That said, the situation is deeply concerning and must be addressed as quickly and as safely as possible. As such, the matter will be raised at the quarter-moon, and the Clan can discuss potential courses of action as a collective; but I am vetoing that particular suggestion for the sake of avoiding unnecessary risks."

Leopardstar sighed, a weary sound that was far too familiar to her. "I think that's everything I needed to hear for the moment. Please, have Heatherberry tend to your wounds and then get some rest. In the meantime, I still need to speak with Nettleweaver."

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