Where are we now:: After a war between the two Clans lasting somewhere around a moon, the Clans had many fatalities. Many cats left the Clans to become loners or rouges, or even kittypets to avoid dying or being captured. As of now, the Clans are very small, and strive to become great again. Because of their size, they are at constant threat of becoming history... The question is... Will they be able to convince their former Clanmates to rejoin? If not, will they survive?
Candiedfoot watched, Corruptsnout by his side. The rest of the Clan, which was only 7 other cats, quarreled in the middle of camp. Twinklestar tried her hardest to calm the Clan, though none of her efforts worked. Corruptsnout looked at Candiedfoot, a blank expression on his face, though his eyes said he was confused. "I don't understand either," Candiedfoot muttered. "Why they're fighting, right?" Corruptsnout tilted his head in a questioning way. "Yeah, that's why," Candiedfoot assured him, looking back at the Clan. "You want to go, you know, somewhere else? Do something?" Candiedfoot asked, looking at Corruptsnout, spotting a bored expression on his face. Corruptsnout happily agreed, starting to walk towards the camp entrance. Candiedfoot hobbled after him, awkwardly putting his legs together and pausing to regain balance. I don't even understand why they call me Candiedfoot, when I can't even walk that fast. I guess it's because of my running speed, isn't it? Twinklestar wouldn't have done this, it was Stripestar who named me after all... Candiedfoot shook his head to get the thought out of his it and continued to follow Corruptsnout. Candiedfoot then noticed that they were heading towards the border. After that, Corruptsnout suddenly spoke. "I've arranged a meeting with Deadkit to find out where all of the longfurs have been. They won't even notice he's gone, they're so used to him sleeping in hard-to-find places!"
Candiedfoot gave Corruptsnout the weirdest look. "How did you even- How?" Corruptsnout chuckled. "At the Gathering.. you've never been to one, have you?" Candiedfoot growled, "You came into the Clan the same time as me. What do you think?" Corruptsnout stopped walking for a moment, opening his mouth to pick up scents. "Deadkit was here," he muttered. "Must've been looking for us. No big deal, let's just follow the scent." Candiedfoot put a paw out to stop him. "No," he said. "Do you realize what you've done? You've put a kit in danger unintentionally, yet you'll still get blamed if anyone finds out. Deadkit is a very truthful cat - he never lies. So if he gets attacked or captured, he'll tell everyone what happened." Corruptsnout only flicked his ears in the direction that the scent went in. "The scent is fresh..." he lied, trying to get Candiedfoot on his side again. Candiedfoot pretended to believe him, follwing Corruptsnout as he tracked the scent. "Luckily the scent doesn't go past the border. Deadkit was just here. Maybe if we call for him he'll come." Candiedfoot sat down, amazed at his friend's stupidity. "Are you mouse-brained? Some cat will hear us, the borders were set just this morning, with some extra markings in there too!" And Twinklefur is planning on setting border-cats. Cats who guard the border. That's not a good idea, it'll just intimidate RainClan... Corruptsnout's mew dragged him from his thoughts. "Deadkit! There you are!" A squeaky voice replied, "There I am! Hi, Corruptsnot!" Corruptsnout blinked and gave a nervous laugh and said, "It's Corruptsnout..."
"Corruptsnout!" Deadkit purred. He then started pacing around Corruptsnout with pride shining in his eyes. "O-Okay, let's get to the point..." Corruptsnout mewed quietly, nudging Deadkit. Deadkit fell, going limp and staring at Corruptsnout. "I thought you knew not to touch me! Oh wait... Longfurs? Yeah, I'm the only one now, though I've seen Juniperstar take some of them across the border."
"And how have we not smelled their scents?" Corruptsnout questioned.
"They roll around in mud first. You have a lot of mud in your territory. I should know, I've seen it."
"How have you seen it?"
"I went with Juniperstar once."
Corruptsnout growled, though it sounded constrained, while Candedfoot just stared at him. Candiedfoot then took in a sharp breath before saying, "Deadkit. I know you're very honest, and I need you to be completely honest with me right now-" He paused, looking at the kit and crouching down. "-Do you know anything about Stripes?" Deakit stared back, and Candiedfoot swore he saw guilt flash across the kit's eyes. "Yes," Deadkit said, tucking in his tail. "But I have to go." Without another word, the kit raced off.