MistClan (1x1 RP, Mist and sierra5043)

[Mist]

Darkstar growled softly but stopped as Patchfeather stepped forward. "It's okay Darkstar," she meowed softly. "I had a feeling this would happen." She then turned to face Washstep. "I'll go back but let Earthpelt stay here until he's fully recovered."

[WinterWanderer]

"Fine." He growled.

[Mist]

"He's no use to you injured and sick," Patchfeather meowed with a flick of her ears. "And Milkfur's dead remember?"

[WinterWanderer]

"We have a cat in training." He said simply.
"Poison!" A familiar voice wailed. Cats moved out of the way, revealing Foxpaw. She had grown a little bit, but she was still very thin, and her face was still covered in many scars.
"Someone make that crazy she-cat silent." Washstep ordered.

[Mist]

"It's still better if he's under the care of a fully trained medicine cat," Patchfeather meowed.

[WinterWanderer]

"Fine then." Washstep meowed. "Now, let's go."

[Mist]

Patchfeather sighed softly as she followed after the StormClan cats.

[WinterWanderer]

Foxpaw looked nervously at the Mistclan cats, then walked off with her clanmates.

[Mist]

Darkstar growled softly before heading back to his cave.

[WinterWanderer]

Ravenstep walked to Darkstar's den. "Darkstar, sir. May I speak to you?" He asked.