Welcome back to the PelicanClan. *gestures to a couch* Relax and read!
Honeystar sat in her den, her sister, Rosedusk had patched her and Willowfang both up. Luckily, Crabpaw wasn't there to see the fight. She didn't want the young silver tom to have to see his mom in such a state of grief that she would attack two cats, both respected in the Clan.
She thought about Cedarglow, who pulled Silverstalk off of both her and Willowfang. She gave a small smile. She was glad to have his friendship, and him as her deputy as well. Her mind was wandering, trying to not focus on the task at hand. What to do with Silverstalk. It would be tough, she wasn't sure of what her punishment would be for attacking a queen and her leader.
She flicked her tail in nervous thought. She hadn't had to come up with many punishments for her cats, and she didn't know how severe this one should be. Her emerald-green eyes slowly trailed around the den, her claws unsheathed and kneading nervously at the mossy bedding beneath her paws. She didn't want to upset the Clan or Crabpaw, as a fight could easily break out among the cats at this time.
She heard a shuffle of paws at the entrance to her den, and as she squinted her eyes she could see the brown tabby pelt of Bramblewhisker. "Come in." Honeystar meowed, which caused a surprise look from her warrior's dark amber eyes.
"Oh, I didn't mean to disturb you." She meowed as she walked in slowly. Her tail trailing behind her.
"Have a seat, tell me what's wrong, as you seem to be upset about something." Honeystar guessed as she looked at her Clanmates troubled eyes.
"I was just wondering what you plan to do with Silverstalk." The she-cat replied, gazing at her leader.
Honeystar felt slightly unsettled beneath the warriors amber gaze, so serious yet so kind. She flicked her tail in once again troubled thought. "Oh, that. I haven't quite decided." She meowed. "How is Willowfang?" She asked, trying to veer off of the subject a little bit.
Bramblewhisker must have figured that it was useless because she answered the question. "Shook up more than anything. She had a couple of scratches, but nothing too major. Rosedusk handled it perfectly." She meowed. "Silverstalk got an earful from her also." Bramblewhisker allowed a small chuckle to escape her lips.
Honeystar nodded. "Well, I might be headed for a walk, to clear my mind and make some decisions." She meowed before rising to her paws and walking towards the entrance of her den. Bramblewhisker following her, but once they got into the clearing Bramblewhisker veered off of Honeystar's path and walked over to her group of friends, Ravenwish, Greysnow, Moorrunner, Brightpelt, and Wildshadow.
Honeystar trotted through the camp entrance, ignoring Silverstalk's glare on her pelt. She felt instantly relaxed as she walked along boulders that blocked out the wind, there was a clear path between the boulders that lead through the territory for when the wind was terribly strong. She felt her fur brush up against the boulders as the path grew narrower. She relished the feel of the sun warmed sand underneath her paws. She purred, her troubles forgotten for the time being. She saw a jet black shape sitting in the Training Grounds. She crouched down, smelling an unfamiliar scent. She stalked forward quietly, hoping to not be seen. She was successful as her honey colored pelt blended in with the sand. She looked at the black cat warily. Her eyes narrowed in thought. She tried to pinpoint if this stranger could possibly. Well, any cat on PelicanClan territory could be a threat.
The other cats ears twitched as she listened quietly, not noticing Honeystar yet.
"Who are you? And what are you doing on PelicanClan territory?" There was a hiss, but it wasn't from Honeystar's mouth. She raised her head in surprise, peeking over the boulder she was concealed behind. She saw Newtpaw glaring at the black she-cat, his eyes narrowed and his fur fluffed up.
His temporary mentor, Wildshadow, watched from behind his apprentice. His leaf-green eyes carefully watching the stranger, but a hint of compassion for the skinny she-cat was there.
Honeystar stepped out from behind the boulder, meeting the gaze of the three cats. "Yes. I would like to know why you were here also." She meowed.
The strange she-cat hissed at the three cats that surrounded her. "I don't have to answer you!" She hissed. "Who do you think you are? Commanding cats around!" Her tone was cold and threatening, causing Newtpaw to step back slightly. Wildshadow stepped forward a little bit, looking menacingly.
"You're in our territory. I think we have a right to know you are." He said, evenly tempered. Honeystar nodded approval to her warrior. She knew the ginger tom wouldn't be quick to attack, unless he saw a reason to.
"Oh, so you're the almighty 'Clan' I've heard about?" She meowed coldly, though a bit of curiosity sneaked its way into her voice.
Honeystar nodded. Her tail swept in a way across the sand, telling her Clanmates to stay calm, and don't make any rash decisions. Wildshadow nodded as the silent signal rippled through the two other cats, and his tail swept to block Newtpaw from stepping forward. "Yes. You are right. What is your business here?" She meowed calmly.
The black she-cat looked around. "Same reason you guys stay here. Prey." She said. "But there are barely any rodents or anything worth eating around this area of your so called 'territory'." She meowed, her tone calming done slightly but it was still cold and distant.
"Well, you're not allowed to hunt on our territory! This prey rightfully belongs to PelicanClan!" Newtpaw hissed as he stepped forward, despite the warning glance Wildshadow sent him.
A growl rose from the she-cat's throat, and her claws unsheathed slightly. Newtpaw matched her stance.
I'm leaving it here for now. I hope you guys enjoyed and I would really like for everybody to tell me what they think Honeystar should do with Silverstalk. But will the rogue be invited into the Clan? Or will a fight break out, and more trouble be caused? Who knows! Have a good day/night!
-Fangirl2005