Post by Mirrored Light on Jul 21, 2009 18:09:17 GMT -5
A bad feeling caught in Lightstar's gut as he jolted awake, the voices of his warriors echoing in his den. What in StarClan's name were the quarreling about now? He stood up, roughly groomed feathers and reeds from his fur, before entering the clearing. His ears pricked, catching a few words before he gave a sharp cough to grab the attention of those cats. "I've been standing here." He flicked his tail as if he had said something casual like commenting on the weather. "Tinyfang is out hunting now. Tell me, Shatteredclaw, do you consider yourself stronger than a Clan?" His voice was level, but a dangerous tone etched behind his words. Claws unsheathed, but not a single white hair along the leaders pelt was raised, even his tail did not lash in warning.
