[center][h2][b][i][color=3CB371] Fernstar: WillowClan Camp [/color][/i][/b][/h2][/center]

[center] Fernstar swallowed the anxiety she felt at the strangeness of what Blackpelt was reporting. She had to be strong for her Clan; they would worry enough while she was gone, they didn't need to see her fur ruffled. She tried to smooth her pelt and sat in front of Blackpelt with a warm but curious look. [color=3CB371][b] "Followed? What do you mean? By an outsider?" [/b][/color] If there were strange cats lurking outside their borders, she wondered if the Clan would be in danger from rouges. Of course Brambletail was a very capable deputy and she was sure the Clan would be well looked after while she was gone; but the worry still wormed in her belly. If someone had intentions of following them to the Moonpool, maybe it [i]would[/i] be a good idea to bring Sunfur along. . . [/center]