Ask to Join Plot Thread Waiting in the Waves (War for Sunningrocks)

The RiverClan cats didn't have to wait long as a patrol of four ThunderClan warriors, led by the recently recovered Quailcall, came by. Fallstripe, Larchsong, and Stormfall were among the group inspecting the territory here shared by RiverClan proper. 

Quailcall noticed the change in the wind first, bringing with it the invading scent far into their territory. There was no hesitation or call for peace as she rallied her patrol towards the four cats she could smell and rushed towards them, not knowing of the ambush that awaited them in the reeds.

Garden's gem, in sunlight's blaze
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The mission was dire as she lay quiet and ready to spring the lure to the approaching ThunderClanners. Personally...Merryaster wasn't aiming to add any to StarClan's ranks today if she could help it. Others would do so for her, for RiverClan, even the water would be on their side but there would be no faltering. No doubt.

From the bushes they spotted the group, there was plenty of time to asses that they weren't expecting what awaited them... Then Quailcall pulled ahead, motioning for the others to follow, straight towards them. Now was their time to shine. ThunderClan didn't seem to be in the mood for pleasantries. Springing from her location that was already suspect, her tail lashed as muscles carried her further towards the stream, pleased that the ThunderClanners were following her.

An odd wave of excitement crashing into her as she spotted the ThunderClan cats, Willowspark also leapt out of hiding, her speed, though not quite appreciated much by her anymore, proving quite useful. Gray eyes flashing, she tried her best to stay a certain distance away from both her companions and her pursuers.

Tail lashing as she ran, she prepared herself for whatever would come, ready to unsheath her claws at a moments notice. Were she to fight with her pursuers, she would only dig deep enough into their vital points to render them unable to fight. If that didn’t work, she’d dig her claws deeper.

But, of course, right now she was a decoy, bringing the ThunderClan warriors towards the awaiting ambushers. Though she would miss the peace in the forest, she hoped that she could be a help to her Clan, and then of course, spend some time seeping in the sunlight that Sunningrocks was known for.

Not quite so far from her destination, she noticed a ThunderClan warrior a little too close for comfort. Skidding to a stop and whirling around, she quickly and precisely scratched at the warrior’s muzzle, turning around and running as the warrior tried to regain composure.

Good. I’m a bit farther ahead than those ThunderClanners now. She thought, a small amount of blood still dripping from her sheathed claws.