Misteye gave the whole of Iceclan traveling herbs and they were ready to go to Fireclan for help. Ivorystar licked up the herbs they left a bitter taste on his tongue. "Iceclan let's go!" Ivorystar shouted, the whole of Iceclan left the Gathering Place and began the journey to Fireclan. They walked for what seemed like moons. Ugh! Fireclan has to travel this far to go to gatherings!? Ivorystar thought, finally they arrived at Fireclan territory. The stench of Fireclans border markers hung in the air they were fresh, a patrol had just been there a few moments ago. Ivorystar wrinkled his nose in disgust at the smell. "Starclan! That odor! I have never in my life smelt something that bad!" Iceheart exclaimed aloud, Ivorystar let out a morrow of amusement. Iceheart blushed. Suddenly a voice came out of the undergrowth. "So you are trasspasers and you don't like our smell?" Just then a orange tabby tom with green eyes slid out of his hiding place. His green eyes bore into Ivorystars blue eyes. The green eyes staring at him made Ivorystars pelt prickle. The orange tom walked up and sniffed him. "You smell like pine nettles I don't recognize you." The orange tom mewed, "Who are you?" "I'm Ivorystar of Iceclan and, this is my whole clan. Who are you?" Ivorystar asked, "Oh! I have heard of you! I didn't get to go to the last gathering. Rootstar told me about you! I'm Flamefur." Flamefur meowed, "Can you take us to Rootstar?" Ivorystar asked, "What's the reason?" Flamefur mewed curiously, "Iceclans camp was taken over by a group of rogues with a leader named Killerclaw and now we need a place to stay." Ivorystar meowed, Flamefurs eyes widened at the news. "I'm sorry about that. I will take you to Rootstar but be careful! Rootstar gets very angry!" Flamefur warned, then he led Iceclan into Fireclan camp. When they entered camp Rootstar was standing in the middle talking to a white tom with blue eyes he looked deep in conversation. Then a black tom with amber eyes looked at Ivorystar and yowled. Him yowling made everyone stare at Iceclan. Ivorystars fur prickled along his spine. Rootstar looked at him and narrowed his eyes and stood up. "What are you doing here!" Rootstar demanded his fur rising along his back, making him look twice his size. "We need a place to stay our camp was taken by rogues." Ivorystar mewed flattening his fur, "Why should I let you stay in my camp!? We already have enough mouths to feed without another clan!" Rootstar hissed, "Why should we help you if your clan wasn't strong enough to survive!? Its every clan for themselves!" Who made dirt in your Fresh Kill? Ivorystar thought gritting his teeth, "We don't mean tro-" Ivorystar couldn't finish before Rootstar silenced him with a flick of his tail. "Take these intruders out of my sight Ashwind and Flamefur!" Rootstar hissed at the black tom, Flamefur looked at Rootstar. "These cats don't have a home Rootstar show some sympathy." Flamefur mewed, "Silence Flamefur! I am going to punish you for talking out of your turn!" Rootstar hissed, Flamefur looked at Ivorystar his eyes were full of pity. "I'm sorry I tried." Flamefur whispered, then he and Ashwind guided Iceclan out of camp. Then they went back to the Gathering Place...
Rootstar is a jerk isn't he? What would have you done if you were a cat in Iceclan in this situation? Comment your answer!