Flirty Visit

A black tom gave a disgusted look at the ShadowClan territory. It was so... Wet and marshy. He shook it off and walked into camp, purring. Maybe there were some lovely she-cats here. But he couldn't exactly worry about that now. He stood at the entrance, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws. Green eyes shone with a dangerous but wise light.

A growl rippled towards the tom from a white shecat, who was close by. "Why are you here, tom?" she asked, her voice echoing softly.

Shade looked to her with an innocent look. "Am I tresspassing? I'm terribly sorry. I was sent here." he said, advancing towards her.

Seasonbreeze saw the tom walking towards Demonsoul. "Excuse me, but what is your name?" She asked walking forwards.

"He isnt a clan cat." Demonsoul growled. "Theres no smell on him that I can reconize."

"A rouge?" Ebonyroot poked her head out of the elders den.

Shade smiled softly, looking to Seasonbreeze. "My name is Shade." he replied. "What are your names?" he asked.

"No." Seasonbreeze said. "It's not familiar." Seasonbreeze turned to...Shade. "I am Seasonbreeze."

"My name is none of your business." Demonsoul growled, standing up. Her eyes flashed.

Seasonbreeze looked at Demonsoul. "But why do you need to know? Where are you from?"

"Lovely names you have there." he said before responding. "I was sent from StarClan. Did you get the message from the..." Shade searched his mind for the name of the peace treaty. "Gathering?"

"Do you think I care about some cat sent from starclan?" Demonsoul asked sharply.

"You should." Shade said with a wink.

Ebonyroot was about to scold Demonsoul for saying such about their warrior ancestors, but held her tongue, she wasn't sure. This sign had come from Deathberry after all, no one else had heard a word from StarClan about it.

"Don't tempt me, Im not in a good mood." Demonsoul growled, "I'll kill you without a second thought."