Once she had made sure that Redear was well enough on her own with the intruding rogue, Ivorythorn made off with the 'poisoned' fish and slithered on back to camp. She didn't plan on going by herself. Even if having someone go along with her might be a hinderance, if some poor sap tagged along there would be less of a chance of someone pinning the murder on her. The silver tabby strolled calmly into camp with the fish clamped in her maw, her blue-green eyes flitting across the area.
Riverstorm for some reason was absent. A quick look around confirmed that the only cat present was the one and only Lizardpaw, a fairly new addition to the clan. Her tail lashed once in thought before she bounded over to him, setting the fish down to speak. She kept her eyes narrow and stern as she explained the mission to him.
"Sin has assigned a mission to me, but I should think that bringing you along shouldn't be too much trouble. Fancy framing a creekclan cat of killing one of their own?" The young deity got straight to the point, with matters like this sugar-coating was unnecessary. If the youthful tom was unwilling to aid her, then he was unworthy of being in Stormclan. She was only half-surprised to hear his acceptance.
"Frame a Creek Clan cat to kill another? Well,they called me The Framing master at my old clan," Ivorythorn raised an eyebrow at that, but remained silent, "But I am still an apprentice. I could make one think that the other joined the rival clan and was preparing to kill that clan, he being first to kill that one,but I could cause a war between those two clans..."
"That won't be necessary," Ivorythorn cut in, her tail flicking in slight, faint impatience. "Sin has devised a plan already, and it isn't to throw the four clans into chaos. She simply wants revenge on a certain she-cat named Rainfrost."
"Well, I don't have anything to regret, so I accept. I just have one wish. Can you,Ivorythorn, be my mentor? Tell me what to do-Ill do it.I have,indeed nothing to regret.I am dumb alone,but with someone leading me,I am a surprise box.I shall join your cause,IF it wont cause any damage to the Storm Clan." Lizardpaw implored.
Ivorythorn didn't want to waste anymore time. "It's a deal," She said without a beat and stood, picking up the fish. She padded to the camp exit and waved her tail for him to follow suit. "Our plan is to leave the fish for a cat in Creekclan to get. Whoever eats this fish dies. We have to be very careful about who finds this... Are you listening?" She said through the flesh, glancing at Lizardpaw to see if he was following.
Q's ears were perked up high on his head as he hopped up on his frontpaws and peered up out of the rothole. He tried to get a good whiff of the Nightclan scent through the grotesque stench of the prison. His ears flicked, and he turned his bright gaze back on Lionpaw. "Yup, it's definitely similar to yours. I'm not sure about you, but I hope your kin doesn't get thrown in here too," Pausing, the russet red tom realized how likely that was.
If Stormclan was willing to throw a cat innocently asking for peace, or a passively travelling loner, into their rothole, it would be safe to say that anyone else would too. Q was silent for a long time before pressing his side against the wall of the rothole. "Lionpaw," He said evenly, eyes downcast, "Step onto my back and climb out." Like stepping stairs... But she probably doesn't know what those are, heh. Q managed a small smirk, "Go see what's going on. If it gets too dangerous, you can always run off..."
((I'll rp the others next time. Striped is out looking for herbs, Fox and River are looking for Leopardpaw so I'm waiting for her to be rped. And Bluebird is just derping/sleeping with Eyesore... EW NO NOT IN THAT WAY.))
