Skyclan Prey deliveries! [SITE PLOT THREAD!]

[ShinoDino first of her name!]

Here is where the SkyClan cats will deliver their prey rations to WindClan. Now remember, SkyClan is keeping a close eye on the rations the other Clans are sending to ensure SkyClan isn't giving more than any other Clan.
WindClan cats are accepting the food, but hostility is thick between the two Clans.
When SkyClan's rations are cut noticeably, the WindClanners notice.

[The one, the only FEATHER!]

frecklewhisker carried a small bluejay in her mouth walking up the slpoe with some clan mates following her behind. her steps were long an fast she wanted to be quick about this not liking this.. one bit yes each clan must survive. but what greenstar had stirred up at the gathering sparked somehting in her blood. she agreed muchly with what the tom said. flicking her calcio ears behind her she mewed threw her mouth " keep an eye out on the lands seee if you can see any prey an let me know on the way home if you see anyhting" she paused before continuing adjusting the the blue jay in her mouth so her speech was more clear " no one is to talk to the windclanners understand not one word, or you can tend to ivysteos ticks when we get back, drop of you prey an walk away back home that is all you do.. but keep your eyes open. " at that she looked forward her ears erected forward hearing some voives up head not long now an she would be at the windclan camp..

[SpoodleDoodles]

Breezesoul

The dark grey fluffy tom hopped along behind Frecklewhisker, a sizable squirrel in his mouth. His blacks ears pricked forward as he, too, heard voices up ahead, but this was not what he was concerned with. His keen nose and eyes were searching the moors for signs of prey. As the best tracker in SkyClan, Breezesoul had been sent along with one object in mind: Are WindClan lying about their abundance of prey? He could smell the squirrel in his mouth, of course, but he had been to the moors before and he knew he should have at least a whiff of rabbit. But there was none. no tracks, either. The moors seemed empty. He thought he could pick up the faint scent of ThunderClan, but then Breezesoul just assumed it had floated across from the border.

Hearing Frecklewhisker's threat about his mother, Ivystep, breezesoul fought to hide a grin. Though he made an effort to be like his serious father Stormbreeze, there was no denying he had inherited his mother's lighter side, if not her sharp and sometimes hurtful tongue. Any one who had been an apprentice when Ivystep was made an elder who not risk having to comb her pelt for ticks again. Anything was better then that. The old elder knew how to make even the most friendly apprentice feel ashamed and stupid. Then again, she could also tell the most entertaining and descriptive stories. Apprentices were torn between risking her tongue or enjoying her story. When Frecklewhisker paused, Breezesoul ducked his black face close to hers, his emerald eyes uncertain. "I can scent no other prey at the moment."

Lionessfang

Graceful and powerful, the pale golden shape almost blended into the moors. Though she was of Tribe blood and brought up in SkyClan, the young warrior felt strangely at home here on the open moors. Perhaps because of her colouring. Her black ears pricked at Frecklewhisker's words, but her black-tipped tail flicked dismissively. Her old mentor surely wouldn't make her former apprentice clean out Ivystep's ticks. Besides, Lioness was the last one to disobey orders. Although she carried a sparrow in her jaws, it wasn't her own catch. The she-cat's golden amber eyes narrowed as she glanced around at the empty moors before upahead as several shapes emerged from the grass. Lioness couldn't hunt to save her life. She was there for one reason and one reason only. If things went rough, Lioness was looking forward to putting her defense skills into practice. "Do not worry, Frecklewhisker. And StarClan help them if they try anything."

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,425,true][atrb=background,http://i48.tinypic.com/1zva2s4.png] Inside the leader's den, a russet form was curled up at the back of the den. Foxstar had only made a single appearance in the morning, and that had been to organise the dawn patrol, and pick up his own small ration of prey. He wasn't awake, and yet he wasn't asleep either. Yesterday, Thrushtalon had been spotted staggering between the warrior's den and the medicine cat's den. Though of course, no one had worried too much, not with the grouchy warrior's talent with healing. Whatever was ailing him he'd be able to sort out himself. A call sounded from the direction of the camp, and the russet form stirred almost unwillingly. Emerald eyes flickered open, then closed shut immediately as the dark walls of the den titled and swept down. His claws sank into the mossy nest as he tried to keep a grip on his balance. He hadn't moved or tried to rise, yet he could not tel which way was up and which was down. After a moment the world righted itself and Foxstar found he could breathe again. Sitting up slowly, he shook out his pelt, hastily smoothed it down and slipped outside then den, almost colliding with his son, Kestrelbreeze. His son's concerned emerald gaze was his first warning. "The SkyClan prey patrol has arrived. Did you want to greet them?" Foxstar made an effort to draw himself up and relax his face. "Sure. I guess leaders just can't take a nap with noisy warriors running around." "Hey!" His silver-furred son poked him in the shoulder playfully before running under the old fallen tree and out into the clearing beyond. Foxstar could hear his warriors pacing about impatiently, and so he pulled himself together and slipped out to join them, curling his white-tipped tail high over his back in a sign of authority as he joined his warriors. He spoke and was glad to find his voice sounded normal and carried clearly. It even echoed with confidence. "No fighting. No arguing. Thank them for the prey, and bring back into the camp. We don't need trouble with SkyClan." Pricked his black-tufted ears forward, Foxstar lead the way out of the camp and down the slope, his emerald eyes blinking sharply at the prey patrol. The deputy Frecklewhsiker lead them, and there were several others in the patrol Foxstar wasn't sure he was happy to see. But nothing showed on his face as he came up near Frecklewhisker and halted, his whiskers twitching as he dipped his head in gratitude. "Hello, Frecklewhisker." Perhaps it was not noticable to the SkyClanners, but it would be noticable to his own: Foxstar was not completely himself.

[The one, the only FEATHER!]

Frecklewhisker
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her whiskers twitched ever so slightly. as her ears flicked hearing breezesouls words in her ears she frowned. he was the best tracker. her eyes skimmed over to the side looking into the toms face.. before giving a slight nodd. she bite her lip when her once upon a time aprrentice chimed in to she couldnt help but offer a smirk to the she-cats comment. but all in seriousness. frecklewhisker looked at the two in silence. talontail was at the back of the group. a black shadow that was just calmly following.


she casted her gaze forward her ears flciking. she was surprised to see that windclan warriors with foxstar in their middle of the group leading. frowning her tail twitched as frecklewhisker angled her body in a questioning way.. they brought fewer cats meaning fewer prey. but skyclan wanted to make sure that they were not giving more then they should. but no clans were really talking to eachother lately. frecklewhisker heard some things crossing the border lines. about foxstar not letting clan cats to his camp. she didnt beleive this thing. but now that she was here she surey saw him leading the patrol towards them. frecklewhisker mumbled to her warriors ears only as the tom made his way towards her group " so they are not letting any clan near their camp, how curious" their was a darkness in her muffled mew before she let brightness into her eyes lifting her head up to foxstar gretting..


she stood there in silence before the tom who gave her a respetful bow before she to gave a bow to the tom dropping her blue jay in front of the toms feet. lifting her head slowly. she didnt give her command to her warriors yet to give their prey.. not yet.. " greetings foxstar" she looked around the moors. seeing exactly why breezesoul was not sure of him self " your moors bare little food still? have you come to known the problem yet? " her calm blue eyes glittered her warriors were not aloud to speak but that did not comdenmn her not to.


she waited for a moment waiting for the firey looking tom to answer her beffore she tipped her tail towards breezesoul to pass his squrruiel. she looked back to foxstar mewing again " hopefully when the cold ends your moors will be running with prey. " she looked to talontail the tom went an followed after breezesoul an placed food infront of a cat an turned tail an started to walk silently an slowly back very slowly. they still had to go back as a group... frecklewhisker thought maybe foxstar didnt feel comfortable letting clans cats get so use to where windclan camp was maybe that was it. though greenstars words were enbedded in her mind though. as she mewed again flicking her tail to lionnessfang to place her food down.


" skyclan was not sure how much prey we should offer to your clan. we do not want to be giving more then there is nesscessary, will these catches be enough??" her question was a tricky one though the whole time she kept a calm freindly voice to the tom. she wantedt see if foxstar would ask for more prey or would he not say anything an accept their offerings. freccklewhisker did make sure that the catches were healthy an well fed before they left camp. they had nothing to worry about really. her ears flciked to foxstar waiting for a answer still.

ooc sunning will be one of the cats that gfget s the prey you can have foxstar signalling to her to collect on of them