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The eyes of the rest of the clan prickled across his pelt, and Wolfheart had to resist the temptation to glare, pace, or dig his claws into the ground as Pikeleap ran off. They were strangers in MistClan's camp, they had every right to be curious about what a bunch of BirchClan cats were doing in their home. He would feel the same if any other clan came barging in and demanding to speak to Jaystar. It wasn't exactly something that happened frequently.

He caught movement out of the corner of his eye as Squirrelpaw moved slightly closer to Greenpool, and he saw Finchwing lean down to gently touch her nose to Ashenpaw's ear as the apprentice leaned against her mentor. She didn't push her away and instead returned the pressure; seemingly appreciative of the contact with the tension that was swirling around the camp. It was soft, but Wolfheart couldn't entirely blame them.

He turned his full attention back to the camp as he heard Pikeleap returning, with Silverstar following behind. He would always be fascinated by the swirling black patterns that swept across her silver fur and the icy intelligence in her blue eyes. She was truly a leader to be respected, but he couldn't help but notice the sheer size difference between her and her deputy. She was almost engulfed by his shadow and he had to stop his whiskers from twitching in amusement at the thought.

Silverstar blinked warmly at the two apprentices and nodded in greeting to the rest of the patrol. She sat down next to Pikeleap and curled her tail around dainty paws, seemingly waiting for Wolfheart to speak.

[color=0072bc][b]"Of course we don't mind. I think this something that everyone needs to hear."[/b][/color] He saw Silverstar's ears twitch and her eyes narrow slightly, hopefully he wouldn't be overstepping his bounds here. [color=0072bc][b]"Early this morning our medicine cats returned with Russetfern, one of our newest warriors, who had been murdered and his body thrown into the Moonbrook."[/b][/color] There were a few murmurs from the cats that were around, but they were quickly silenced by a wave of Silverstar's tail. Maybe she hadn't told the whole clan then. He took a deep breath and continued, [color=0072bc][b]"We believe DuskClan is responsible for this, how could they not be when the body was so deep in their territory, and Jaystar wants to know if we would have your aid if we were to take the fight to them. Before anyone else gets hurt."[/b][/color]

He could feel his fur prickling with nerves as Silverstar dipped her head to stare at her paws in thought. After a moment she looked back up, [b]"Lightningnose,"[/b] she looked to the yellow she-cat, [b]"You were there and saw the initial reactions. What are your thoughts on this?"[/b] She turned to look at her deputy, [b]"And Pikeleap, I want your opinion as my deputy of course."[/b]

Wolfheart couldn't begrudge her for wanting to include her clan in the discussion, this would involve all of them after all, but she was their leader. She could decide and then they'd be done with it. He made sure none of his internal thoughts showed in his posture or expression as he waited.