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[b]"I don't like any of this."[/b] Squirrelpaw meowed softly as she followed behind Ashenpaw to the freshkill pile and picked up a mouse. [b]"There has to be a better way to sort all of this out than fighting. I mean, I'm just as upset as everyone about what happened to Russetfern, but this doesn't seem right."[/b]

Finchwing stepped up behind the two apprentices as Squirrelpaw spoke, [b]"We'll just have to play it by ear right now. With luck Silverstar will see the ridiculousness of all of this. It's Emberstar I'm more worried about. He's always been arrogant and impulsive, but never one to put his clan to unnecessary harm, so there's a chance he won't agree either."[/b] She sighed, [b]"I would recommend keeping quiet while we're at MistClan's camp though,"[/b] she looked imploringly at Ashenpaw, [b]"Now let's hurry up."[/b]

The sound of Greenpool's voice pulled Wolfheart out of his thoughts and he looked away from the sky towards the brown and white she-cat. [color=0072bc][b]"We need to have enough cats to deter anyone that might be watching for weakness, but we don't want Silverstar to see a war band approaching her territory. The killers should be much less inclined to attack a group of five even if two are apprentices."[/b][/color] Long claws sunk into the ground from where they were hidden under his tail, [color=0072bc][b]"They're nearly old enough to be warriors anyway, and they'll be quicker to make it back to camp if something should happen."[/b][/color] He would not lose anyone else to these murderers. The clan has already been through too much and his patience was running thin for answers, and justice.

He looked past Greenpool to Finchwing approaching with the two apprentices and stood up, [color=0072bc][b]"Lets be on our way then. We still need time to make it back and send a patrol to ThornClan."[/b][/color] With that he pushed past the entrance and into the forest.