Mistclan border patrol (p/red)

[Sagestar]

Redfeather

Sagestar was doing her daily border check, but she'd gotten up late so the sun was already going down. There weren't many cats in her Clan, so no other warriors were able to spare the time to go with her. As she padded along MoonClan's border, she caught the scent of another cat. She recognized it to be Redfeather, the deputy of MoonClan. Not a surprise, because MoonClan cats hunted at night, and it was getting rather late out.

She felt a growl raise up in her throat. "I know you're there, Redfeather. I hope you're not thinking of coming into my territory." she said, her voice snarky.

She wasn't one to start fights, but if the situation called for it, she would. She had to protect her Clan, even at the cost of her life. That's what the warrior code said, at least.

[Redfeather]

Redfeather yawned.

Moonclan cats were nocturnal as a whole... As such, the Moonclan deputy had woken up not too long ago. She was taking the time to hunt a bit by herself. She'd been in hot pursuit of mouse, chasing it through the trees. She'd been hunting close to the Mistclan border. She cursed when she saw it dart across the Mistclan border. Another more hot-headed or stubborn warrior might chase it over the border, with flimsy excuses for breaking the code.

Ha.

That wasn't Redfeather. She huffed. Then she heard a growl call out her name. The leader of Mistclan. She... Wasn't entirely sure why a leader was out this late, by the other clan's perspective. Her tail twitched upwards.

"Of course not, your highness." Came the reply. 

Sagestar might be a leader, but Redfeather tended to be rude to most.

[Sagestar]

Sagestar caught the mouse that darted over her border, the one Redfeather had been chasing. She held it up by its tail. "Want this, peasant?" she said, countering the deputy's snarkiness with her own. She wasn't sure why she was posing somewhat of a challenge to another Clan cat when she herself was out here alone, but she didn't care at the moment. She sniffed the air once more. Yep, she was alone. That meant Redfeather didn't have backup either. Not that she wanted to fight, but again, you never know.

(Don't actually want them to fight.)

[Redfeather]

Redfeather sniffed.

"Well, now that it's got Mistclan stink all over it, no thanks." Of course, Redfeather didn't actually have anything against Mistclan. But she wasn't about to be full on honest with Sagestar. For one she wasn't necessarily an ally. Second, they mostly were aware of each other due to their respective ranks. Every cat had to know who was in the leadership of the clans. It was important and no stupid excuse could save you from not knowing the proper names.

She raised a fictional eyebrow at seeing Sagestar sniff the air. Redfeather's tail moved from behind her to kinking over her back. "Little nervous, are we?"

[Sagestar]

Sagestar smirked. "Nervous? Never." she said, shaking her head. "Nope, I'm just making sure you're not planning on entering my territory. You never know with MoonClan cats. They creep around all night, how am I to know you don't come over for a little stroll sometimes?" she taunted.

She knew they never came over, because their stench would be all over everything. No, she was just teasing Redfeather, because hey: why not? She was bored.

[Redfeather]

Redfeather sniffed.

"Me? I have standards, you know." She insisted. Then she smirked. "Hm? How are you to know? Are you suggesting that your own, supposedly competent warriors are scent deaf?" She mock gasped. "Not a very good sign of leadership, doubting your own warriors, is it?"

Honestly, at this point she was fairly sure they were just teasing each other out of boredom. Redfeather had no intention of claiming that mouse or crossing the territory, and obvious Sagestar would need a stronger reason than the Moonclan deputy was being a tease.

[Sagestar]

"Scent-deaf? Do you mean scent-blind? What even is scent-deafness? Does that happen in your Clan often? Maybe you need a new medicine cat. Don't want incompetent positions with cats that can't smell." she decided she was rambling by this point, and decided to stop while she was ahead.... if she actually was ahead.

[Redfeather]

Redfeather sniffed.

"What does it matter? Deafness refers to a lack of an ability to hear. Blindness, the lack of ability to see. Smell is a completely different sense than hearing or seeing. So what does it matter if it's scent blindness or scent deafness? Neither makes much sense if you ask me." The red tabby insisted to the Mistclan leader.

[Sagestar]

"Doesn't make much sense? Well, you're the one who said it. Are you insinuating that you can't understand yourself? That might make you, in your own words, "thought deaf", for all we know." she said with a laugh. Sagestar always won at arguments. Always. And this wouldn't be any different.

[Redfeather]

Redfeather shrugged.

"I just told you it didn't matter. I just picked one and went with it." She explained, not fazed by Sagestar's insults. "And really... Thought deaf? I'm not insane." She smiled. "At least not all the way." Her voice seemed to have picked up a cheery note. Cats tended to be wary of her due to some... Strange aspects of her personality.

[Sagestar]

"Not insane? You haven't proved your case yet. Seem pretty mouse-brained so far. Besides, how do you be "not all the way" insane? That would imply that your medicine cat gave you this diagnosis, because warriors can't tell for themselves without being tested. So, either you're lying about being half-insane, making claims you are unsure of, or you're actually half insane and really shouldn't be a deputy at this point in your life. You'd be more comfortable in the Elder's den, dear."

[Redfeather]

Redfeather lifted a fictional eyebrow.

"Wow." She let out a dry laugh. "Is that sabotage I hear?" She pretended to be hurt. "How dare you take our friendly chat to such political areas!" She was going for the full on 'woe is me, I'm super dramatic' pose. "Trying to force me into the elder's den and putting a poor inexperienced soul into the oh so difficult deputy position! How cruel!" She sniffed. "Tyrant." She whispered.

[Sagestar]

"Wait a moment, Redfeather. Are you claiming that there are no other experienced warriors in your clan that could possibly take your place if needed? That's your problem, not mine, princess." she said with a laugh. "Besides, if I were a tyrant, that would put me in charge of you, would it not? I don't want to be the tyrant of a mouse-brained group of owls." she said with a chuckle.

[Redfeather]

Redfeather sniffed.

"I was just saying it'd be rude to force some poor sap into my position. Not everyone is suited to be deputy and then leader you know." Then she smirked. "Are you saying you'd force a two moon old kit to be your deputy if necessary? Well, that's just cold." She purred. Then she huffed. "Owls? I'll have you know, owls are beautiful creatures. They'd likely be tasty if they weren't too busy trying to rip our eyeballs out of our sockets and feed them to their own feathered kits, leaving us poor cats to walk around blind as waterfalls of blood pour from our empty eye sockets and stain the forest. And probably eventually drown us all in an ocean of blood that's like Aquaclan's territory. Except redder. Also thicker. And bigger."

[Sagestar]

(lol where is this going)

Sagestar smirked. "Well, your description matches you perfectly! Everyone knows that's what MoonClan cats do. Kill things, that is." she taunted. She really didn't know where this conversation was going, but she found it amusing in the least.