Chapter four:
"I won't stand you acting like that with me," Crowstar growled, the fur along his spine rippling.
"What, can't handle the fact that you are a bad parent?" Frostbite sneered. She really hated kits and couldn't believe that her deputy had given her the errand to tell Crowstar that his little whelps were at their camp.
"That's enough! I will have a word with Stormstar about teaching his warriors respect," Crowstar snarled before turning his head towards some of his clan mates. "Fangstorm, Hawkstorm, Brackenleaf, we're going to follow this warrior to the Stormclan camp so that we can receive my kits." He growled, his fur still ruffled from how rude the Stormclan warrior was being.
"Are you sure that we shouldn't take more warriors?" Fangstorm asked frowning.
"Of course I'm sure, Iceheart you are in charge while I'm gone." Crowstar growled.
"Of course Crowstar," Iceheart meowed dipping her head.
Crowstar looked back at the rude warrior who had given him the news of his kits whereabouts. "Lead us to your camp." He ordered, the tip of his tail twitching in irritation.
"You can't boss me around, you're not my leader!" Frostbite snarled.
Crowstar let out a growl, fighting the urge to claw this she-cats ears out. "Well, if you don't we'll just have to go to your camp ourselves." He meowed and went to move past her.
"Don't you dare," Frostbite growled jumping in front of Crowstar. "I'll show you to the Stormclan camp, but only to keep you from going to my camp by yourself." Frostbite said sticking her nose up in the air. Then, without another word, she stalked out of the Crowclan camp leading the patrol towards Stormclan territory.
Crowstar followed her, suppressing the urge to shred her because he didn't want to look bad in front of his clan mates. 'I don't even know why Stormstar let her join Stormclan.' He thought as he lashing his tail back and forth. He continued to follow the she-cat until they reached the Stormclan camp.
"Wait here, I need to let Stormstar know you're here," Frostbite snarled glaring at them.
"Of course," Crowstar meowed narrowing his eyes at her.
"Good, looks like we've reached an agreement," Frostbite hissed. Than without another word, she raced away towards the leaders den to tell Stormstar that Crowstar and a few of his warriors were in the camp. She disappeared into his den and returned a few heart beats later with Stormstar.
"Crowstar," Stormstar meowed coolly dipping his head. "I guess you're here for your kits," he meowed gazing from Crowstar to the warriors he had brought with him. "You know, I could have sent warriors with you to help you get your kits back to the camp," he meowed.
"I didn't want to inconvenience you," Crowstar growled.
"Oh, you wouldn't have inconvenienced me." Stormstar meowed looking back at Crowstar with narrowed eyes. Briefly, he wondered why Crowstar was being so hostile.
"Whatever Stormstar, just tell me where my kits are." Crowstar meowed.
"In the nursery," Stormstar growled, flicking his tail towards the nursery.
"Can I send my warriors in there to retrieve them?" Crowstar asked looking at Stormstar.
"Of course," Stormstar meowed dipping his head to the Crowclan leader hoping to appease him.
"Okay, then," Crowstar meowed turning his attention to his warriors. "Go into the nursery and get my kits," he meowed.
"Okay," Brackenleaf meowed, bounding away towards the nursery to go get her leaders kits, closely followed by Hawkstorm and Fangstorm.
Crowstar watched them leave before returning his attention to Stormstar. "We didn't only come for my kits, I also came to tell you something," he said narrowing his eyes.
"Okay, what did you want to tell me?" Stormstar asked, also narrowing his eyes.
"The warrior who told me you had my kits, she was very rude and disrespectful. She questioned my parenthood and she needs to learn some respect. You should teach your clan mates how to respect others." Crowstar meowed.
"Well, maybe she was right to question your parenthood, after all you did let your kits go into the woods. You're a terrible father," Stormstar growled just as the Crowclan warriors walked out of the nursery with the kits. Stormstar's blood was boiling, how dare Crowstar come into his camp and tell him how he should run his clan! "You can't just come in here and tell me how to run my clan." He growled.
"You're a mouse-brain if you think that's what I'm doing," Crowstar snarled.
"Don't lie to me!" Stormstar yowled as he lunging towards Crowstar and knocking him to the ground.
"Run! Get my kits out of here and get help!" Crowstar yowled as he clawed Stormstar. He was thankful when he heard his warriors leave the camp with his kits so they wouldn't be in danger.
Stormstar clawed at Crowstar, his eyes blazing with fury.
Brook, who had heard the fighting, ran out of the nursery, her eyes wide with surprise and fear. "Stop it," she yowled slamming into her mate's side, trying to get the two toms to stop fighting.
Stormstar stopped attacking Crowstar when he heard his mate and glared at the Crowclan leader. "Crowstar, get out of my camp and if your seen in my territory ever again, I'll shred you." He growled.
Crowstar staggered to his paws, bleeding heavily in places. "I guess this means our friendship is over," he growled.
"Yes, now get out and stay out of my territory or we will have war," Stormstar said with a snarl.
"Very well," Crowstar growled before limping out of the Stormclan camp. He had just limped past the border into his own territory where he collapsed from the wounds his old friend gave him.