A Flash In The Past

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Duchess had escaped from the two-legs. At the time she didn't know they were moving. She had been wandering around the forest for a few hours before sitting down because she had gotten herself lost. This was her first time outside of the house and she had to ruin it in one shot. Her parents had been calling her name before she had gone far enough in the forest to no longer be able to hear them. She was starting to become tired and sat down. There was a noise coming towards her and she got up and started running away from it. Getting farther and farther into the forest she took another break and a few minutes later heard another noise and stood up and started running again. Little did she know that she had just passed by two clans, MistClan and HeatherClan. The young she-cat was becoming really tired now. She was taking in each and every breath, on a new territory, little did she know that she had ran into another clan.

She heard yet another noise and instead of running away from it she decided it would be best to hide. Partly because she was to tired of running away. Somebody had caught her scent and was calling her out, she refused and a few minutes later somebody was pulling her out by force. If she wasn't so feisty she might have cried being scared for her life or something like that. "Let me go..." The young kit yelled, clearly tired of moving. The clan cat held her in his mouth instead of letting her down, smart too, because the she-cat discovered some energy and was waiting for the clan cat to put her down so that she could run away from the bunch of them. With a sigh she tried becoming relaxed, seeing as she wasn't going to be freed anytime soon. "Let go of me." She spoke more calmly in a cute kit voice, seeing as she was still a kit being three moons old.

The leader of the patrol seemed to be pondering something as they were trying to decide if they should bring the kit back or leave her here all alone. Rushing to bring the kit back into camp didn't seem to come into mind, or that is what Duchess was thinking as she looked at the face of the cat in charge. All she wanted was to be let go so that she could return home, even though she didn't realize at the time her two-legs had moved even though she wasn't there to join them.

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Talonstar Leader of HailClan ----------------------------------------------- It was a cool morning when Talonstar padded into the warriors den to choose warriors for the dawn border patol which was going along the river between HeatherClan, MistClan and HailClan. "Foxtail and Falconsong, go wait by the entrance for me, and one of you go get Whitepaw, he's coming with us this morning." He waited until they had left the den before dividing the rest of the warriors inside into a second patrol and hunting parties, telling them to take their apprentices with them as well if they had one. He padded over to the medicine cats den after that to check up on one of the elders that had been taking there overnight to see if she was doing alright before joining the cats at the entrance to camp, flicking his tail at them as he passed them to signal them to follow him. Outside the camp Talonstar turned toward the ocean side of the territory, intending for them to cover the entire border instead of starting at the rockbridge which was the farthest place downriver that a cat could cross the border between clans. He also wanted to see how well Whitepaw was shaping up as it was getting close to time for him to be made a warrior. He'd occasionally ask the apprentice things to test his knowledge, even though he knew that the young cat knew everything that he should. After a while, he flicked his tail again, signaling them to stop as he had scented a rabbit not far ahead of them. "Whitepaw, show me what you've got." Not to his surprise they were all feasting on an assortment of rabbit and squirrel less than ten minutes later. As soon as they were done eating he ordered them to bury what was left of the meal and then took of for the border again, picking up the pace so that they were nearly trotting until they reached the point where the river met the ocean. He then led them back toward the lake following the river upstream, occasionally stopping to renew a scent marker, even if it were hardly necessary this far away from the rockbridge since the river was rapids all the way to where the water went airborne and flew into the ocean below. As soon as they reached the bridge however, Talonstar perked up his ears and flicked his tail for them to stop. Something was wrong, a scent...something. He opened his mouth and let the scents around him flow over his scent glands, and immediately tasted a scent that just didn't belong in the forest. An intruder was in their territory, in his territory, though thankfully it wasn't anyone from another clan, and he was fairly certain it wasn't a rogue. The scent was from someone young, a she-cat, both tired and excited. "Either way, whoever it is has trespassed our territory, and must be removed," he thought as he turned to the other cats in his patrol. "Alright, so there is obviously an intruder, a kittypet if I'm not entirely mistaken. Let's go find her, find out what she's doing in our land, and escort her back out." With that he flicked his tail and took off, following the scent trail through the forest which was heading in the general direction of their camp. He soon caught a fresh scent from the kittypet and quickly traced it to a bush a few foxlengths away from them. He flicked his tail yet again to bring them to a halt, thinking about how to proceed. "We know you are there kittypet, come out before us please." He knew he'd been heard by the smell of fear-scent and by the other cats refusal to come out. He then flicked his tail at Foxtail who rushed forward and dragged her out by her scruff a few moments later, revealing a young cat no more than a few moons old with a bright tabby ginger pelt. "Obviously you know nothing about clans, kittypet, so here's your first lesson. When a clan leader gives you an order, even if you aren't a clan cat, you follow it." He waited until she had relaxed before speaking again. "First of all, I'm going to let Foxtail let you go, and I'd advise against trying to run away. Whitepaw over there would chase you down and catch you before you'd went more than a few fox-lengths. Second, what is your name, and third, how did you get here from TwolegPlace? We are the farthest clan away from them, so the only way I can think is that you had help. Who brought you here?" After he was done talking he flicked his tail at Foxtail to get him to let her go as he turned and padded a few steps away before turning back around to face her and drawing himself up to his full height. "I am Talonstar, leader of HailClan. You have trespassed here."

[Falconsong]

When the Leader of HailClan unceremoniously inserted himself in the Warriors' Den, his sister gracefully lifted her head to blink respectfully at his presence. At his words, however, the tip of her tail flicked in annoyance. Talonstar was not one for anything that could be considered diplomacy. She shuddered to think of his foreign policy. Regardless, an order was an order. Falconsong, pushed her bodice upwards until her legs were forced to carry the majority of her weight. After a quick stretch along her spine, the pretty grey she-cat padded out from under the branches covering her den. She and the other members of the patrol were forced to wait only a few minutes as Talonstar took on the responsibility of the deputy, who was currently out of action, by delegating the morning duties amongst the other warriors. Mere minutes later found the quartet well on their way around the river border of HailClan. As if on cue, Talonstar suddenly veered off the well-trod path into the forest. A confused glance shone on the she-cat's face for only a heartbeat as her scent glands deciphered the strange smell on the breeze. A kitten, probably alone and hungry, had passed this way only moments before. By the tang in the air, Falconsong knew the kit to be only a few moons old, weaned but not quite past the milk-scent that still clung to its fur. Oh no... she thought. The youngster was a kittypet. Her brother was not their biggest fan. She raced after him. As she had suspected, Foxtail drug the kitten out from her hiding place. After a quick glance, the she-cat was relieved to note that it was not starving. In fact, she doubted it had been away from home for very long. Unfortunately, the care in Talonstar's treatment of the little one was less than desirable. She waited for him to finish speaking before stepping forward. "Talonstar, perhaps it would be better to speak softly," she murmured while slipping by. The kit was female, Falconsong noted as she slowly approached the obviously frightened orange tabby. "Calm yourself, little one. No one is going to hurt you. Would you mind telling us what you are called?" Her words were gentle, lyrical, and obviously meant to be as comforting as possible.
Member Tags: Duchess, Talonstar	Falconsong's Mood: worried
Out of Character Notes: Sorry it took so long! Haha, I kept changing stuff. <3

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Duchess looked at the group of cats, the leader of the group was asking her questions as if demanding the right to know her... she didn't like his tone. Another cat spoke up, this one being a she-cat, telling the tom to talk nicer to her. The tom was still holding her in his mouth as the leader told the young she-cat that he would order the tom to let her go, but if she tried to run that another cat, a tom not much older than her would give chase after her.... Pfff... She wasn't going to give in that easily. The tom named Foxtail put her down on the ground, now the she-cat was sitting there look at the group, trying to catch her breath and think of what she wanted to say to the bunch of them. Part of the thoughts was where she was and how the heck she would get back out of here. She was taking her time to answer his questions, partly because the only answer she knew was her name... even though she made the walk she wasn't all that sure how she got here. "Duchess." She answered looking at the tom who seemed to want more than just that answer since he had asked a bunch a few minutes ago.

"I don't know.... I just wandered out here when the door was left open.... and got lost.... and heard noises and ran.... and then I'd catch my breath and another noise and I ran again... and now I'm here..." She explained before looking towards the apprentice Whitepaw again. As nice as the older she-cat was, she didn't want to be here.... she wanted to be back home.... and not near them... not near this leader that she felt was looking her down with those.... eyes that she felt were more like devil eyes.... yes she was scared of him and it was to late for him to make up for it and this very moment. Only being scared would give her the proper energy needed to escape or have a chance to get away. Duchess shifted onto her feet and dashed right by Falconsong but not close enough in reach unless anybody moved towards her and reached out. I'm coming home mommy.... wait for me.... She thought to herself before tripping over herself. Ouch that was stupid... She was about to stand but stopped.... those eyes were on her again and all she could do was wait.... wait to hear what fate he had in store for her.

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Talonstar Leader of HailClan ----------------------------------------------- "Talonstar, perhaps it would be better to speak softly." That one sentence from his Falconsong earned her a glare that most cats would have backed down from, but didn't do anything to her except make him feel better. Instead he waited on his sister to try to comfort the young she-cat before turning that same glare onto her, waiting on the kittypet to answer. He listened as she tried to explain where she had come from, but couldn't believe her. On one paw, she was obviously terrified, most likely of himself, and so probably was telling the truth. On the other paw, she was barely weened from her mothers milk. How did she make the trip all the way from TwolegPlace, a trip that would take any of my warriors or I a good portion of the day, by herself? In short, his questions weren't answering themselves and he was starting to get impatient. He was about to open his mouth to speak again when he saw her bunch her muscles and bolt, staying just out of anyones reach, and instead smirked. In fact, he was about to flick his tail to send Whitepaw after her when he saw her trip, which caused him to chuckle as he padded up to her,stopping within easy pouncing distance from her and aimed that same glare at her again. "So Duchess..." he said her name as a snarl, "You expect me to believe you made it all the way from TwolegPlace here by youself? Also, for the record, I told you it would be unwise to try to bolt." He waited a few more seconds before relenting. "You must be hungry. Whitepaw, go catch her a mouse or something. If you really did make it here this far on your own, maybe, just maybe, you have what it takes to be a clan cat. Did you enjoy being trapped in that stuffy TwolegPlace?"

[Falconsong]

Falconsong listened to the proceedings with what could only be described as pursed lips. The kit was frightened, obviously, and Talonstar was still speaking to her as if she were a prisoner of war. It irritated the would-be queen to no end, though such emotions would never show upon her façade. The she-cat had never found difficulty in stilling her features and smoothing her fur. It came as naturally as breathing. She had never been more appreciative of that fact as the words spoken by the young female registered in her mind. Her gaze slid across the landscape in the direction of MistClan. Somewhere on the other side of the wetlands lay two-leg place. This youngster had ran quite a ways if her story was true, and based on the tone and general appearance of the kit, Falconsong was inclined to believe her. The silver tabby saw the kit bunch her hind legs to dart off. She saw the general direction the kit was looking. The warrior knew what she was about to do long before it happened but made no move to stop it. If Duchess wanted to take off, it was her prerogative to do so. Falconsong would easily be able to catch up later. As it happened, she needn't have worried. The ginger cat promptly tripped and fell header over paws, tumbling to a heap of fur. The gentle she-cat couldn't help but purr with mirth. Of course, her illustrious brother decided to actually laugh...audibly. That made her feel better, Talonstar... she thought, mildly annoyed. Oh well. There was nothing to be done for it now. The leader was going to be himself, and Falconsong was going to mend whatever he broke after he was finished being destructive. There was only love for her littermate in her heart, but he could certainly get on her nerves. At his order, the apprentice dashed off. He was all too eager to jump at Talonstar's orders, Falconsong noted. Whether it was because he had no desire to be in this situation or he was simply obeying his leader, she wasn't sure. Regardless, it would only be a moment or two before he returned, if his show of skill earlier was anything to judge by. She looked from the leader to the kit and back, debating several choices of action. Finally, her maternal instinct won out. "The young Duchess has expressed no interest in coming home, Talonstar," Falconsong purred as she approached the youth again. Gently, she nudged the ginger in a sitting position before starting at the top of her head with her tongue, moving down the kitten's back to get some of the dust off her. It also helped with the tang of twoleg still imbedded in her fur. "We are bound by the Warrior Code to take you to your two legs if that is what you want, Duchess." She murmured between licks. Presently, Whitepaw reappeared with a piece of freshkill hanging from his maw. Falconsong blinked in acknowledgement at him and gently flicked her tail, indicating that he should drop the mouse before Duchess. "After your first taste of freshkill, though, you may no longer wish to return to their den." The she-cat pulled the mouse closer to the kit, hoping against hope that she would find it appetizing. It had obviously been hours since she had eaten. From this distance, now that the kit was clean, Falconsong could clearly make out her coloration. "Your pelt looks like flame, Duchess. It's a very becoming pattern."
Member Tags: Duchess, Talonstar	Falconsong's Mood: worried
Out of Character Notes: =DDD here ya go! Thanks for letting me powerplay.

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Duchess didn't like how he seemed to find her tripping funny. Another cat was purring, but she wasn't annoying her because well purring meant you found what she had done cute. It really had been a few hours when she had been out here, only leaving the two-legs house around night time the night before so maybe was out for like ten hours or so, giving her plenty of reason to be tired, but it still felt like only a few hours to her. Talonstar was asking her questions again and she looked up at him and glared. "I don't care what you think... I told you what I did and I'm here... so that must be how it happened." She explained as the she-cat came over towards her and started cleaning her pelt, something she would have done for herself sooner or later but was just to tired to do so. The she-cat seemed to be taking her side and she couldn't have been more grateful. She missed her family and wanted nothing more than to be with them again, but then again she really hated being in the house so often.

Talonstar asked if she liked being trapped in the house all day, there was an easy answer for that even if she loved her family and missed them a bunch. "Of course not... since I was able to walk and search around that stupid place all I wanted to do was be outside." She explained, having so many answers for him even though she was such a young age. "But my family... they will be missing me." What she didn't know was it wouldn't matter because the two-legs had given up the search and have moved out of that place with her parents and siblings believing her to be dead. The mouse was presented in front of her and she just stared at it. It wasn't her normal chose of food, seeing as the two-legs normally gave her a bowl of food that she shared with her siblings and parents. She pawed at the mouse as if she no longer wished to eat but possibly playing with her food was an option. "Do you really think you can find my family?" She asked before sharing one last part of detail that her mother had spoken the night before that she had chosen to ignore until now.

"Mom said the two-legs were moving and not to go so far if I managed to get outside... she said we would be having a new home soon." Even with the words being clear as daylight the young she-cat didn't truly understand what her mother was saying or what she had been hinting at. Maybe the other cats would understand that sentence better than she. These clan cats seemed interesting though and she wasn't all that sure if she wanted to stay and visit longer to find out more about them or to try and find her way back home. With much thought in mind she stood up, still refusing to eat the mouse that the apprentice had brought to her and acted like the young kid longing for her mother again. "I want to go back home..." She wanted to be brought back to her home, to see her mother again and her father and siblings. She couldn't help but hope that they would lead the way back to her home.

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Talonstar Leader of HailClan ----------------------------------------------- We may be bound by the warrior code, but I sure am not using them to escort this lost kittypet back to where she came from. Besides, the Twolegs and her Dam and Sire probably are no longer there now anyways. It’d be a pointless trip, beyond the fact that I’d have to come up with some reason to explain why myself, one of my warriors, and a stray kittypet were crossing their lands. He wished he could say half of that out loud, but knew that Falconsong would probably cut him off if he tried, so instead he waited to see if Duchess decided to eat the fresh-kill or not, and thought about the coloring of her pelt. Your pelt looks like flame, Duchess. It’s a very becoming pattern. Though he wouldn’t admit it, He thought so as well. If she joins the clan…..perhaps I’ll name her Flamekit. During all his pondering, he’d let his face slip into a deep look of thought, though he didn’t realize it. When the young cat answered his question though, about whether or not she liked being cooped up in the Twoleg house, his curiosity was piqued by her answer, and for the first time he considered offering her a spot in HailClan. When she told him about her family however, and that they were getting a new home, he saw the perfect opportunity to stick in something that even he thought low. “You do realize-“ However, what he was going to say was drowned out by his sister, who chose that exact moment to pipe up, so he settled for aiming another withering glare at her while she said her piece. As soon as she was done he heard the young cat say she wanted to go home, but rather than be tacky this time, he chose a different route.  “I’m honor bound to the warrior code to allow your wish to go home. However, at this time I cannot spare a patrol of my warriors to escort you there, nor can I myself take you because of tensions between one of the clans whose territory we need to cross to get there and myself. Either way young kit, you are much to weak to make that trip now, so I’ll extend to you an offer to come back to our camp with us. Perhaps you’ll see what clan life is like and chose to live your life by the warrior code.”

[Falconsong]

Only her natural demeanor kept the sadness out of Falconsong's face when the kit refused to eat what was placed before her. Granted, she would eat eventually, but things went smoother for the youth when they listened to the words of their elders--especially when those elders truly had their best interests at heart. The old idiom rang true: when she gets hungry enough, she'll eat. Falconsong simply had to be patient and hope Duchess didn't come down with some sort of illness before deciding the fresh-kill was worth trying. Kits weren't particularly strong to begin with. The lack of proper nutrition probably made that weakness far worse. The silver tabby's heart ached at the tone of the little one's whine. For all she was adventurous and slightly scatterbrained, she missed her family. Or, at the very least, she missed her mother. Falconsong bent to give her a comforting lick just as Talonstar opened his maw to respond. Knowing the look in his eye, and figuring where he was going with that statement, she quickly cut him off. "Little one..." she began, as gently as possible. "Getting a new home means they moved. And the only place two-legs can move is off the island." She fell silent for a moment, allowing the magnitude of the situation to rest on the kit's shoulders. It was a horrible thing to have to be told. The warrior looked at her leader, seemingly oblivious to the glare he was leveling at her. Oh, brother... One day I shall teach you tact, she thought tiredly. Before she was willing to break the silence, Talonstar began to speak. For the first time since their happening across the stranger, he was not acting like the hind end of a badger. Perhaps there was hope for him yet. Then again, the more she thought about it, that was rather unlikely. He was simply having a rare fluke moment. Still, the tabby found herself nodding with his lyrics. Until the part about extending an offer, that is. At that, Falconsong pulled up short. Offering in such a way allowed the kit to say no, and the Warrior Code would not allow them to leave her out in the cold if they could help it. She would have to think of something to say to either make the kit want to come home with them or speak in a way that completely contradicted her Clan leader. The former was the better option. Unfortunately, it was also probably the more difficult. "Why don't you come home with me, Duchess. I'll take care of you, and in the next few days, we can ask a MistClan patrol to check TwolegPlace. If your family is still there, I'll ask Talonstar if I can take you home. If they're not there anymore, you can stay with HailClan and learn the Code of the Warriors. We can't just leave you out here, sweetheart." Falconsong spoke with an intense pride in her way of life. Hopefully the kit would agree to her suggestion. She glanced at Talonstar, daring him to disagree with anything she had said. Losing her to the nursery would hardly affect clan-life as a whole. She was influential as a member, not as a Warrior. She doubted he'd object to her choice.
Member Tags: Duchess, Talonstar	Falconsong's Mood: worried
Out of Character Notes: oooohhhhh I hope she goes for it. <3 Falconsong is already attached.

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Duchess didn't want to go home with them, she wanted her family, her mommy was one of the most important cats in her life and she wasn't willing to go to the camp without a fight. Still wishing to whine her way out of moving from her spot the young kit stopped for a long few moments pondering how she might get away from them instead of going the wrong direction. No... they wouldn't leave me... they are still there. Mommy would be looking for me, I just know it. "Your wrong..." She spoke up, still not understanding that her own words her mother had repeated to her last night would prove to be true and she was now alone. "They wouldn't leave without me." The young kit looked at the leader who seemed like he might be willing to take her back home but now was a bad time. Falconsong had also made her own comments about helping her find her way back home if the other warriors found out her family was still in that house after all.

Mommy would want me to come back home... not go somewhere else... As if the game was over and it was time to go home, stubborn as she was born, also very determined the kit stood from her spot. "I'm not going to your home.... I want to go back to mine.... Now!" Now she was just proving to be the stubborn butt. Not really thinking she would be wasting anybody's time. She really didn't want to go alone, but she didn't want to be forced back to their camp either. Having rested for a few minutes since Talonstar had called her name out the kitten felt like she had more energy. Instead of dashing she pawed at the mouse. Her stomach was hurting like crazy. I want food. Her head leaned into the mouse to smell it, she hadn't had this kind of food before, no, the two-legs would feed her food in her dish. The mouse didn't smell all that bad so she leaned in close and licked it with her touch... interesting fur flavor, but the mouse smelled so good.

The young she-cat took a small bit of the mouse, flavor was rushing into her mouth. She liked this meat taste, taking another bite and another. The mouse was gone in a matter of minutes. The kit being so small, but was really hungry from not eating for a good few hours. Now that her stomach wasn't hurting, there was more matter of business she had to take care of. Getting back to her two-legs before the clan cats convinced her to join them, meaning she'd never see her family again. "Thanks for the mouse." Duchess was sitting there, looking at Talonstar and than back at Falconsong. "I'm going back home." She stated in that cute innocent cat voice. She wanted to be with her mother more than being a clan cat, even though her family no longer lived on the island and the clan life was interesting to hear about while it lasted. She could honestly think to herself she'd miss the chance of being a clan cat. Standing up, Duchess looked around herself about readying to walk away from Falconsong's reach. "Which way am I supposed to go to return back home?" She was asking Talonstar since she believed it was his forest.

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Talonstar Leader of HailClan ----------------------------------------------- Talonstar listened in silence as Falconsong crooned softly to Duchess while waiting on the kits answer to his offer, wondering which path the kit would choose. He hoped that his sister’s words would convince her to join the clan, and that she would come willingly, but he could tell that a part of the kit refused to accept that there wouldn’t be any going home, that she was destined to lead either the life of a loner or that of a clan cat. That feeling was confirmed when Duchess said that her family wouldn’t leave her, but then as if to counteract that he watched as the kit bent over and eat the mouse in a few gulps, obviously hungry to the point of not caring where her food came from.  That uncertainty then turned to astonishment as the kit stood up and boldly thanked them for the mouse and asking which way home was. So much for offering this kit a home. My clan comes first, and if that mouse-brained furball refuses to see the truth, that’s her problem. I told her I can’t spare the warriors or risk a clan fight trying to get her home right now, I’m standing by it. With that thought in mind he turned his head toward camp and beckoned to his warriors to follow him with his tail before turning his head to look at the kit. He looked her straight in the eye and pointed with his tail toward where the distant TwolegPlace was. “Your home lies somewhere that way Duchess. Good luck kit, I hope you don’t run into any HeatherClan or MistClan patrols. They’ll think you’re one of us considering you have been around four HailClan cats for the better part of sun-high and have a mouse in your stomach. I respect your desire to go home, though I think it foolish to try at your age. May StarClan be with you.”  With those parting words, he again turned his head toward camp and started walking.

[Falconsong]

The fae's ocean-hued eyes softened in sympathy for Duchess. Going back to Twolegplace looking for her parents only to find an empty den would be terrible. Unfortunately, if the kit wasn't allowed to traverse half the island in order to satisfy her curiosity, she's probably just find a time to sneak off. After they got her back to camp, for Falconsong's mind was made up on the matter, someone would have to keep an eye on her every moment of the day...at least until she was old enough and someone could be spared long enough to take her across MistClan. Falconsong happily considered herself as the best possible choice for the job. Now the question was how to push the kit in the right direction and override any of Talonstar's objections in the process. Or at least, it was until the leader responded to the young she-cat. Unfortunately, every word he spoke was true, and worse, he spoke them with as little care for Duchess's feelings as possible. The tabby glared at him in irritation. Sometimes, he could be downright thick-headed. Frost-tail would have never treated anyone like that, let alone a kit. Such treatment might be considered the actions of Hawkclaw. The tip of her tail lashed at that thought. If Talonstar knew he had been compared to his father in such a way, it might destroy his very mind. She turned back to the kitten, doing her best to banish such thoughts from her mind. "I said I'm going to take care of you, Duchess. You're not walking all the way back across the island by yourself," she said, attempting to duplicate the no-nonsense voice so many mothers were famous for. Falconsong was fairly sure she did a pretty good job. "Especially since you would smell like an enemy patrol walking through MistClan." With that, the newly-made queen gripped Duchess by the scruff of her neck, lifted her off the ground, and followed Talonstar back to camp.
Member Tags: Duchess, Talonstar	Falconsong's Mood: worried
Out of Character Notes: If you'd like, Rae, that can be the end of the thread. <3