WispClan
Lemonstar nodded "Swallowsong, you make your choice now. Stay here with this rouge and forget about clan life, or come back and start following the warrior code" she became padding out of the den "He'll live" she added "His wounds aren't too deep"

SparrowSong gave a small sigh of relief. She nudged her apprentice and padded off behind her leader after mumbling a good bye and a maybe I will see you around to FangTalon. She watched her apprentice follow her, eyeing her with a glare. "I can't believe you gave up love just to be in the clan!" he whisper hissed at her. She swung a paw at his ear and gave him a hard stare down. "Be respectful." she hissed at him, keeping pace with LemonStar.

*Mudstripe*

I reach the border and begin to head towards camp, lost in thought.





*Fangtalon*

I lay curled up in the corner of my den, feeling very alone. Even my brother has betrayed me, and the cat I.... well I have a crush on her. She left to live with her Clan as well. I guess I truly am alone in this world I think to myself.

EbbPaw pretended he heard some prey and dashed into the woods. He rounded back to the rogue's den and entered warily. He saw the tom curled in a ball in the corner. "I can bring you medicine for your wounds every day. I can give you mine since my wounds are more or less the same." EbbPaw meowed softly. "And, the only reason SparrowSong left is because she is like a mother to the clan and hates to see things fall apart. And, you may not feel the same, but she really likes you. Like, like likes you." EbbPaw said in a husky meow before bounding off.

*Fangtalon*

I smile softly. It's always about the Clans isn't it. It's then I decide that I hate the Clans and all they stand for.

As soon as they got to camp SparrowSong went to hunt. Everything was in order and she wasn't needed. She padded out into the fog and sighed. EbbPaw had told FangTalon she liked him. He probably hated her now. SparrowSong had gotten to camp and it was peaceful. No adventure in a clan. Really just the same cycle. Sleep, patrol, train, eat, hunt, chores. Day after day. Occasionally there was a battle. Like with a fox or even better a badger. She itched for action. What if being in a clan wasn't all it was cracked up to be. She gave another sigh and found herself heading towards FangTalon's den.

WispClan
Lemonstar gave one look at Swallowsong before entering her den to sleep "You better work out where your loyalty lies."

MoorClan
Snailshell could scent Mudstripe coming back before she could see him and immediately pretended to be asleep

BranchClan
Mossslip sighed as he watched the she-cat. he started gathering his herbs, picking them up to leave

Ping for above^

Before she left camp she heard what her leader said. My loyalties can not always be in one place she thought to herself.

*Fangtalon*

I sit in my den, picking at a mouse and contemplating life.





*Mudstripe*

I stumble into camp, feeling slightly dizzy and clutching a thin rabbit that I had literally stumbled over and it on impulse. Dropping my prey in the prey pile I limp over to the warriors den and fall into my nest, exuasted.
My last thought before I fall asleep is of Snailshell.