Finchsong dipped her head politely. "I understand. Good day to you; may Starclan guide your path." And with that, she turned tail and went back to Riverclan quietly. On her way, while her mind was elsewhere, she bumped into another cat. "Oh! I'm sorry- I should've been looking where I was going…. Blazestorm? What are you doing here?"
The orange tom starred at her wide eyes, "Uhhh, well…. I feel odd when you medicine cats gout alone. Ever since we saved Ashpaw I keep on feeling like y'all get hurt somehow."
Finchsong sighed, smoothing out her fur. "I'm alright, although the Thunderclan cats are very snappy today… they were pretty rude, but they didn't touch me. We should probably head back to camp."
"But Foxstar sent you out with a mission, Thunderclan cats have no right to tell you what to do! It was your leaders orders, not theirs! Are you putting their authority over the authority of the Riverclan Leader? Are they your leader?!"
"Well, no… but I don't want to get attacked! I can go back some other time when they're more open to visits. It is their territory, after all, and I haven't really got a right to be there."
"You are a medicine cat!" He snapped, "You do not follow the warriors code! We can find another way in, but this is to important to let it slip by. The clans do not know what their up agents, this is for the benefit of all the clans, not just Riverclan."
Finchsong turned her ears back nervously. "Blazestorm… I-I'm not sure this is a good idea. Remember, these are the clans, not rogues. We can't really just burst into another clan's camp without starting a war, and we can't really handle a war right now. We don't want to make an enemy of Thunderclan."
His tail fluffed out and ears went back as he stared at her, "Well for one, they don't know about me. Two! If your not delivering the message then I am! I don't care about some silly Thunderclan cats, I did not live my life stealing info and saving cats for nothing!" With that, he stormed off.
"Blazestorm! You can't just walk into Thunderclan!" Finchsong ran after him, looking around nervously. "This isn't just stupid; it's dangerous! Please, just come back to camp?"
"I'll find a way to the Thunderclan medicine cats," He hissed, "Fight or no fight, I will not let Blizzard plan a unknown attack on any clan! We must know! And for one I KNOW Thunderclan has gotten in contact with Blizzard, I know." He did not slow his pace as he finished his words.
Finchsong sighed and followed him. "And what if we get attacked? If the whole clan tries to take out the intruders, which isn't unlikely, we don't stand a chance. Especially since my fighting skills are next to nothing. I find herbs, not pick fights. Oh, Starclan… you better have a good plan."
"For one, a cat wont attack cats if they know they will win, especially if their out numbering them. If we annoy them enough they will take us to their camp and BAM! You can talk to the medicine cat."
Hello?
(Hello!)
(YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I'm not alone!!)
"Isn't… isn't that more reason for them to attack us? We're easy targets because we'll be outnumbered for sure."
"If they attack us, well they just put the title of 'savages' into Thunderclans name forever! Attacking a medicine cat, great Starclan isn't that bad!?"
"I don't know, Blazestorm. That's a lot of 'if's." Finchsong said quietly, although she didn't stop following Blazestorm.
On seeing the trees ahead, Blazestorm blasted off into a sprint. He did not look back or say anything, only ran to the trees and his mission to get to the medicine cat of Thunderclan.
“Hey!” Finchsong hesitated before dashing after Blazestorm. Being pretty fast, she caught up with him relatively easily before matching his pace.
"We need to get into Thunderclan territory before the patrol comes on by, once in the heart all the have to deal with are the hunters." Blazestorm says as he sped up.
Finchsong picked up her pace to meet Blazestorm's again, her heart pounding. She'd given up on arguing at this point, simply saying her prayers to Starclan that they survived. She had accepted the fact that she might die because of this plan.
He looked over to her and sighed, "If they attack, you run and I'll fight. Got that??"
"I… y-yes, Blazestorm. I understand." Finchsong didn't really want to have to leave Blazestorm if the situation arose, but she knew she really wouldn't be helpful. She'd probably just slow him down.
(Wont be here this Saturday, 27th)
The towering trees around soon took over their view, in every angle there was some sort of tree. Flicking his bushy tail at every scratch or break of a twig, Blazestorm kept a eye out for Finchsong, he was not getting her hurt in this mess.