//_Asher_// wrote:Whisper/Ice clan/ fighter/tags: Knight
Whisper was feeling more uncomfortable by the second with the silence, so when Artic suddenly spoke she flinched, her ears flicking back. Yet, she found her silvery eyes widening as she listened to Artic speak, she had never seen the warrior like this, He sounded so honest and desperate. Whisper wanted to tell Artic he was lieing, she wanted to be angry at him, she wanted any excuse at all to stay right where she was under Knight's wing. But she knew that was fair. She knew it, and she hated it. She took a shaky step forward, and when she spoke her voice was quiet. "It's Fine, I shouldn't have just run off like I did." she said softly, managing another small step. It felt as if the wind might blow her off her paws any second, but she stood on her own. She knew if she went back to Knights side for stability now she wouldn't be able to leave.
Kasey/Shadow Clan/ fighter/tags: Vex
Kasey nodded, "we'll be quick then, I don't want to keep you from her" He said, stretching his wings out in preparation to fly. He crouched, then pushed off the ground, leaves and dirt sent flying from the wind created by his wings. His impressive wingspan allowed him to make clean ground take offs, and With just a few strong wing beats Kasey was air borne. As he looked to the north, the first few drops of rain rolled down his face and he shook them off, grinning a bit. He had always lived storms, especially when he was the cause of them.
Crystal/Ice Clan/Deputy/ Tags: Chonch, Farthing, Frost Wind, Crystal had given up on his nap as soon as the rain began to fall, and he resorted to wandering around the camp aimlessly. He wanted to go hunting, but he figured the rain would drive all the easy prey into hiding and he didn't want to stay away from the camp to long in case something happened to Glacia needed him. AS he paced, he spotted Conch and Frost wing in the medic den by a shadow clan dragon he didn't know. He blinked a bit, then start across the camp to join the conversation. As he approached, he heard the shadow clan dragon telling Conch he need to get rid of the useless furballs he carried around, and Crystal felt the tufts of fur along his spine raise. Were his dragons causing trouble already? He frowned at Conch's whiny response.
"Pardon my intrusion," He said, stepping into the den and dipping his head to Frost Wind and the shadow clan dragon.,
"I overheard the conversation, You must be the Shadow clan medicine dragon." He said, offering the shadow clan dragon a kind smile before looking to Conch,
"Conch I believe you were asked to remove those...Things. They are a hazard, please respect the wishes of this dragon, don't start unnecessary trouble over...what ever those are." He said pointedly, cutting straight to the chase. His words were not condescending, or unkind, but there was warning in his tone. He wouldn't have his dragons causing problems for the shadow clan dragons.
"Those things are your problem, If you must keep them around, keep them out of the dens."