Should we talk? Why not?

[[PuRe]]

Pureheart padded around the camp, black paws guding her here and there. Wondering around searching what to do, her apprentice had just become a warrior, and her best friend was the deputy who was always vaery busy. What to do? Sigh.. Pureheart padded around, looking at other cats pass by. "Maybe I'll go on a hunting patrol by myself.." She murmured. "Or maybe a border one.."

[winterleaf]

Long shadows fell upon the tawny sand as the radiant sun rose slowly in the horizon. The lusty bushes muffled a she-cat's stained coat while she trotted around the Riverclan camp. Between the silence of the morning, her ears perked up when they heard a little rustle coming from a distant place. Her emerald gaze squinted to gaze at the blurry outline of a silver tabby warrior with lean and sleek legs. Winterleaf marched steathly towards her for a better view, the ferns camuflaging her tuxedo pelt. But a grumble from her belly blew her oportunity to attack the intruder. Winterleaf bolted into the clearing in fright but Pureheart's soothing image cleared her mind. "Oh, it was you" her smooth voice panted as she sighed in relieve.

[[PuRe]]

Pureheart turned, startled, but then said jokingly. "Who do you think it was, silly?" She licked her friends ear in greet. "Winterleaf! What were you doing stalking me? What are your real intentions.." She added, mysteriously. Joking with the "intentions" part.

[winterleaf]

Winterleaf rolled her eyes at Pureheart's constant jokes and smiled humorlessly. "Sorry... I was awake all night patrolling the border with Windclan once I heard a Windclanner had sneaked into the river to steal our fish and all my loyal Riverclan warriors denied the idea of guarding their camp so I had to take the job..." the mottled she-cat explained wearily, her eye slids barely opened.

[[PuRe]]

"Well, that happens to you for not asking me! You meany..." Pureheart said, placing her tail on Winterleaf's shoulder. "Why don't I go with you now, so you don't have to work as much? Do you still need any help?" She asked, glad to finally do something.

((Here, Pureheart has a white pelt with black, legs, ears, and tail, and blue eyes. She was my first Pureheart but in all the other sites she is the silver tabby. ^^ srry just informing u.. ^^))

[Shiningstream]

"Or you could have called me." From behind the fresh-kill pile, a slender tortoiseshell she-cat came padding up behind her two Clanmates, a silver tail trailing behind her. Silvertip had recently gotten out of the nursery when her kits were apprenticed, only to be meant by a stony silence given by the new RiverClan deputy, Winterleaf. And, it was more than obvious that the tuxedo cat did not believe Silvertip had her back. "Or what about that new cat, Miserystrike?"

[Wolfsong]

Cedarheart bounded out of the warrior den, looking as if he got plenty of sleep and the young cat was full of energy. "I'll come. I feel like I slept for a moon. I hope I didn't." The tom joked, knowing that he had spent a small amount of time with Pureheart and Winterleaf last night.

[[PuRe]]

Pureheart greeted both cats. "G'morning Silvertip, Cedarheart. I would be glad if you both come with us." She smiled, and turned to Winterleaf. "Winterleaf? Is that okay with you? If they come?" Pureheart sat down, her black tail curled around her paws.

[winterleaf]

Winterleaf heaved a silent gulp once she heard Silvertip arriving. Get a grip on yourself... her inner voice screamed, recalling her encounter with the young queen and the Windclanners a couple of moons ago when she was still an apprentice. The mottled she-cat backened away slightly, heading nearer Pureheart. "G-good morning Silvertip, Cedarheart" Winterleaf stuttered, bowing respectfully at them. "Er, I just remembered I have to go and continue my training with Clearpaw so I better go" she growled, dipping her head again and dashing back into the camp, the bright forest shallowing her.

[Shiningstream]

Silvertip snorted in disbelief, loud enough for anyone to hear. Even though she wasn't supposed to be "disrespectful", this was just plain ridiculous. "You'd think I was growing another paw the way she acts around me!" The warrior turned to Cedarheart and Pureheart, fixing pale eyes on both of them questioningly. "Did you just see the way she took off?"

[Wolfsong]

Cedarheart gave a slight nod, instantly serious. "Well, we had better get a move on, we don't want those yellow-bellied ThunderClanners crossing the borders. We all know they'd do anything for an extra mouse." Then the tom started out of the camp entrence, only to stop in embarrasment as he realized that he had just took charge of the patrol when he was still a yound warrior. "Sorry." He muttered.

[Shiningstream]

Silvertip felt her anger ebbing away, letting a slightly amused purr rise in her throat. "No worries," she mewed, "All young warriors have that little itch of authority. You may make a fine deputy one day, when Winterleaf's time comes." Giving herself a stretch, and looking back at Pureheart and Cederheart, she took the lead. "Since we're going into a debate on age, I hope you don't mind if I lead. Would you like to come, Pureheart?"

[[PuRe]]

Pureheart nodded. "My pleasure.. though it is a little weird the way Winterleaf is acting around you, Silvertip. I wonder why?" She said, looking at both cats infron of ehr. "Well, we'll find out later, let's go for now.." She said, following Silvertip and Cedarheart.

[Shiningstream]

"Great!" Silvertip's mood was definantely brightening now. Patrols and contributing to the Clan always made her feel happy and better rested. Taking a few more steps towards the RiverClan entrance, the tortoiseshell looked back at her Clan mates. "Where to? I was thinking of a ThunderClan border patrol, like Cedarheart here suggested."