→Thistleclan, the Fight Begins←

[Willow-way]

Lavendar carefully watched him as he took another gulp of air. "Watchin the clan and planning to raid the camp with two clan full of cats." She added a small pause. "Just kidding, I like to watch the clan." Lavendar grumbled after a bit her pad had a small cut barley trickling blood but it was still stinging. Lavendar spit out the side, she hated the taste of blood of any cat, especially hers.

[Y O U M O N S T E R]

Foxfur grunted. "The reason I joined the clan." Foxfur smirked back and rolled his shoulders. He sniffed opening his mouth to taste the air. "You smell that?"

Ruben


The tom smirked. "Yes I smell it, but answer the question." He unsheathed his claws and let them sink into the ground.

[Willow-way]

Foxfur shrugged. "What question?" He responded smoothly acting like he had not idea what Ruben was talking about.

[Y O U M O N S T E R]

Ruben

"Why join a clan." He spat, growing annoyed. "Life offers so much more enjoyment."