- Despite Stagshadow's best attempts at quelling his clanmate's fear and trying to bring the logic of the situation into their minds, they went on about their destructive train of thought. Stagshadow let his smile turn into a frown and sat himself among the tall grass and prickly bramble stems. Mysticstar came into the conversation like a ball of negative energy, a whirlwind of malignant inventions, and Stagshadow watched her with a quirk of his brow. He added onto her statement with his own, letting his rugged smile take the light once more. "They're apprentices," he purred, rolling his shoulders. "Anything seems like a good idea if it's night and they're bored."
Nonetheless, Stagshadow turned and placed his eyes on Specklepaw, the gears turning long within his mind. He remembered making up a story like this; all the same characters, all the same problems, yet in real life. All they needed to do is find the big bad villain. Alas, they had no leads. "So do you have a description? Any defining features? Which part of the forest? Maybe we can visit where she was last seen."
[ vote: allfur ]
