((Waiting for Rainkit's post for Opalpaw.))
*Oddstar*
The thick-furred leader was too wrought with worry to notice her warriors snide comment, and was silently thoughtful the whole way back to camp. There had been rogue encounters before, of course, but four at once was definitely worrisome. Had they not been thorough enough in checking the boundaries? Oddstar made a note in her mind to make patrols a bit more frequent. The Gathering was but a few days away. She would have to discuss this with the other clans and see if they had similar problems...
Oddstar arrived in camp, the faint scent of blood causing the fur on the back of her neck to rise. Her eyes laid on Rainkit, who lay a few steps from the medicine cat den, tended to by Tornear and Opalpaw. Seeing a young kit hurt by this situation only furthered Oddstar's disgust toward rogues. Heartless creatures, they were, to attack a kit without remorse. Oddstar sent the warriors unscathed by the rogue battle back into the forest to hunt, then made her way toward the medicine cat.
"You may want to pay Tornear a visit, if your wounds are worse enough," She said to Rumblecloud and Amberflash. Oddstar stood in front of the tortoiseshell, her expression concerned. "Is it fatal?"
=Foxstar=
The orange tom sat back and huffed, smoothing down his chest fur with his tongue. "Apprentices these days," He chided the unconscious Applepaw. He then raised his eyes to look behind Liontuft, spotting a certain ginger-tinted siamese. "Oh well, no reason to stall. Applepaw will just have to learn the consequences of sleeping in--" Foxtrap's nose twitched, "Did you leave without me? Find anything?" The small tom was already padding eagerly out of the den, as if the presence of an intruder was a fascinating sight to see. "Liontuft, what did you find?" He asked again, then looked down at Thornpaw, "If you're lucky, kid, you might see you're first rogue encounter. Could be fun."
