~The Brave Escapade~

[♦ stormeh ♦]

Jaggedstripe held his stern gaze on Lilykit for a moment, before letting out an unsatisfied sigh. He knew that asking these kits such direct questions wasn't the right thing to do, but he needed to know how Foxstar became injured like this. Though he couldn't help but feel disturbed by sight before him. Three terrified kits along with a badly injured ShadowClan leader. Flicking his tail, he whisked around and started toward Foxstar's body, only to crash right into Badgerstep.

Startled, he stumbled backwards and found himself glaring at her. He opened his jaws to snap something at her, but found it suddenly impossible to do so. "Er, sorry." he muttered quietly as he passed Badgerstep on his way to Foxstar's body. "Alright.." he trailed off, glancing around him. He figured Badgerstep could stay behind them and watch the kits. But at the back of his mind, something kept him from acting normally around Badgerstep, and he didn't know why. "Spottedpelt," he finished lamely. "Help me lift Foxstar." He crouched low to his leader's body and helped him to his paws, letting the large ginger tom to lean heavily on his shoulder.

[truewolfwarriors]

Wolftstorm opened her mouth to scold Lilykit at her remark, but the sterm look Foxcloud gave her made her close it. "Come on kits, we need to get to camp now." the reddish she-cat told them gently, flicking her brushy tail. "I think you're being soft on them Foxcloud." Wolfstorm meowed, raising her eyebrows. "And I think you're being too hard on them Wolfstorm," the (by five mintutes) younger she-cat meowed back to her older sister, flicking one of her ears.

[.:|Fawnzie|:.]

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[atrb=border,0,btable][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10 10 0 10;] [atrb=cellpadding,0][atrb=cellspacing,0] [style=border-right: 4px solid #000000; background-color: #ffffff; overreached flow: auto; width: 315px; height: 415px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; color: #222222; text-align: justify; padding: 15px;] Badgerstep skidded backwards when Jaggedstripe ran into her. She hurridly walked out of the way, her foot twisting painfully. Well this is just great, she thought, limping farther out of his way. Her foot hurt, but she shook it off. "No, it's my fault. S-sorry," she apoligized, sitting down and twitched her tail. Crouching down to look at the kits, she noticed they were terrified. Noticing Wolfstorm and Foxcloud had them under control, Badgerstep started walking back to camp. Limping slightly, she went a little slow, but still pretty quick. [/style]

[♦ stormeh ♦]

When Spottedpelt and Jaggedstripe flanked both sides of Foxstar, they had turned around and started back in the direction of camp. She glanced over to her right at Jaggedstripe, and frowned in disappointment when he saw his face was expressionless. As usual, she rolled her eyes. Though when she saw her friend trailing along behind them with the kits, looking slightly miserable, Spottedpelt couldn't hold it in any longer. "Jaggedstripe, you care for all your Clan mates, right?" she started, gazing intently on the gray warrior. "Huh? Of course," he replied, startled by her sudden question.

"Have you been aware of how all of them acted around you?" she went on, annoyed at the fact that he wasn't getting her point yet. "Where are you going with this?" he meowed bluntly, eyeing Spottedpelt suspiciously. Though the calico warrior only sighed and continued, "Jaggedstripe, have you even realized that a certain she-cat has been padding after you for the past season?" Annoyance clearly showed in her voice, along with amusement. Jaggedstripe turned his head and looked her in the eye, clearly surprised by her comment. "W-what? You're talking nonsense," he replied half-heartedly, though now his ears were slightly pricked in interest. Spottedpelt noticed and raised a brow. Shaking her head, she couldn't believe how dumb this tom was. "Mousebrain! Badgerstep has been trying to make you notice her, but you just ignore her like she's a piece of prey!" she snapped, narrowing her eyes in annoyance. Jaggedstripe's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't say anything for a moment.

Then understanding suddenly dawned upon him. He realized how strangely Badgerstep had acted around him, and how she suddenly became so shy. Jaggedstripe had thought that she had always been like that. "B-Badgerstep?" he echoed. Before he could stop himself, the stubborn tom went on, "You think she fancies me? Why? There's plenty of other decent toms in the Clan. Are you sure?" Though Spottedpelt only grinned and looked away. "Ask her yourself." That had done the trick. Jaggedstripe stared down at his paws as they neared camp, his mind reeling. Suddenly, he wanted to ask Badgerstep if what Spottedpelt said was true.

[truewolfwarriors]

Foxcloud gently pushed the kits towards camp, keeping a sterm eye on them. Wolfstorm just grunt, trotting ahead. Soon, she was walking next to Jaggedstripe as he and Spottedpelt carried Foxstar. "I swear, sometimes I hate kits." she mumbled, lowering her head so her sister didn't hear as she led the kits.

[♦ stormeh ♦]

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