Her increase in activity might be considered suspicious, with her actions driven by a desire to see Emberwing just one more time...every moment she spent with him, she swore that it was innocent, that it would be the last. But deep down, the seal point warrior was well aware that she would never cease her visits with the WindClan warrior. She had lost faith in the code moons ago, and was proceeding to see her actions as completely legal conversation. Warriors from opposing clans talked in gatherings, therefore, there should be no problem with continuing those discussions at the border.

However, with their next meeting having been prolonged for a few more days, Sandwhisker decided to return to her typical lax self. She had managed to talk her way out of yesterday's dawn patrol AND dusk patrol and spend the rest of the day sunning herself in whatever warmth the sun had to spare. The cold moons had been ruthless with its lack of fruitful prey and sparse bursts of sunlight, leaving the fluffy warrior to long for a good catnap in a patch of cozy light.

So she made up on what she had missed in leafbare the previous day, but every moment, the handsome red warrior was on her mind. What was he doing- was he thinking of her as well?

When Reed- came to pester the young pointed warrior about a patrol, the she-cat finally relented with a hefty amount of hesitation. Considering that she managed to skip on the previous day's patrols, Sandwhisker probably had no choice but to attend this one. There had been no mention of him attending, so as the molly stretched her way out of the warrior's den, she stopped dead in her tracks. Turquoise eyes locking on Reed- and Coyotegaze, the warrior found her hackles raising and legs stiffening as she released a disdainful snort. What in the name of StarClan was Reed- thinking by inviting that guy along?! Did she want a fight on her paws?

She avoided the confrontation all together, drawing in a deep breath to regain herself and force her bristling fur flat before snaking around the pair to head to the camp's exit. No- she wouldn't speak to him, Reed- could do all the talking if she was so hung up on the idea of having the pair patrol together.

Lark