[ti]Open[/ti]This is an Invasion

[ladyspectral]

Honeyheart hurried along, glancing over her shoulders toward her allies as they made their way through the forest. So far nothing had been out of the ordinary, no sign of clan cats even as they had passed through Mothclan's territory. She wondered if Owlstar was still leader, or if the clan remembered her last visit in the old two leg place. She doubted it, but maybe that was for the best. Flit rode on her scarred hips, eying the three other cats that now spent more and more time with his guardian and companion.

"Usually I run into clan cats by now. Keep an eye out." The slender she cat advised her three companions. A mix match of cats she could scrounge up, but it was better than going in alone. With a group maybe they'd stand a better chance of causing some havoc. The thought brought glee rising up in her chest, giddiness sending her heart aflutter. But this wasn't a patrol made to seek out and fight other cats, more of a hunting and resource gathering group. Prey and herbs, then they'd turn back. Unless they managed to run into the territory's residents, then all bets were off.

"Aster, where did you say these herbs are, anyway?" She asked, pushing the tooth claw back into her tender claw sheath with a wince. They'd probably been walking for over an hour. Surely it had to be close.

Miss Tactical
Yanpaii
Ringtail

[Yanpaii]

As the cats continued to stroll through the forest, Eaglewing butted in before Aster had a chance to respond, "Forget about finding those leaves! We need to keep an eye out for any clan cats, unless they're too scared to approach us!" He scoffed as he headed towards the front of the parade. "A few herbs won't save our lives but good fighting skills and having the upper paw in a battle might" he grumbled as he scouted the area around the patrol, looking out for any clan cats gathering for an ambush.

He'd decided that he'd made his point for once and decided to keep quiet, listening for any cats in the prey-filled forest.

[Miss Tactical]

Aster narrowed her eyes. "Strong fighting skills won't save you when you are in your nest with a fever will it?" She hissed. Aster was known for her sharp tongue. But she did as she was told. Aster dug her needle like claws into the dirt. It wasn't just herbs she had basic knowledge of, she was prepared to fight as well. She parted her jaws ever so slightly, before turning her head slightly to the right. "This way." She padded forward ever so slightly. Over the
past few dawns she had been slinking around the territories as Honeyheart had requested her to do. Afterall who would chase off a small friendly 'loner' just passing through. She had never seen IvyClan's camp, but she knew it was near by. She just simply passed through. "They have cats like me but...they aren't good for anything but just that." She unsheathed her claws as she walked forward, keeping herself low to the ground slithering through the brush. You never knew when a clan cat would patrol.

[Yanpaii]

Eaglewing let out a quiet hiss and grumbled to himself but he knew he was wrong, what use is a warrior who cannot fight? Aster was right though he'd hate to admit his defeat aloud so he remained silent, padding through the forest as he slowly fell to the back of the group, still staying alert for any other cats.

As the group delved deeper into the forest, Eaglewing let out a cry of concern, "We will obviously be out numbered, and in open and unfamiliar ground. How are we suppose to win this battle if we're lost and beaten to a pulp?" He spat at the thought of another defeat. "Not that I'm scared that we won't win or anything because with me on the team we'll be fine" he mumbled, trying to still sound confident.

[ladyspectral]

Honeyheart listened to them bicker between themselves, beginning to interject but not quite getting the chance. Flit fluttered his wings, the gray bird rebalancing himself on her constantly shifting scarred hips. "We aren't looking for a fight now, Eaglewing. We need to get Aster here supplied first, so she can better treat injuries when the time comes to slaughter them. We're an escort, in case she needs a defense. We're thick in clan territory now."

She paused, listening for any clan cats. The air smelled of the clans, it was hard for an outsider to recognize their presence without sighting them first. "Besides," She continued,"I did just fine on my own the last two times I came here. We'll be fine."

[Ringtail]

"Will you kits shut the heck up before someone hears us?!" The grumpy old tom, Weaseltongue, loudly hissed at the three others. His old bones and body were bothering him enough that he can become pretty grouchy, to say the least. The tom was following the rear of the small group, having joined in sake of trying his best of staying alive, especially at his age. He was bound to be killed or rather die from whatever hit him, because the dude was pretty aged and seasoned. He ain't scared. "Food and herbs, we're here for, and then we leave, that was the damn plan...So hush it or I will rip your pelt off your skin." Ah, cranky grandpas at their finest.
"Honeyheart, we there yet? My legs are aching back here."

[Yanpaii]

"You're saying we're complaining? Listen to yourself, just be quiet and I'm sure Honeyheart will tell us when we're there" the old tom spat. Eaglewing's legs were starting to ache too, making him stumble on the occasional stride.

Eaglewing continued to keep an eye out for cats, even though he could quite happily find a place to rest and leave these rogues out here to die, but they'd made an alliance. Eaglewing wasn't one to stay in groups or keep promises but this alliance could quite easily save his life, it would bring him food in return for his protection and skills to the group of rogues. He also couldn't bring himself to kill another cat with the same views on the clans as him, that's just ignorance.

[ladyspectral]

Honeyheart felt agitation raise in her throat as the two toms argued. "I don't know why you're relying in me to tell you when we reach the herbs. Aster is leading us, and I am not a leader. We aren't clan cats, I'm no more superior than anyone else." She replied, Flit repositioning himself to her much steadier shoulders. "And stop bickering. Once we get there we can begin hunting and eat, then we'll return to the two leg place."

Her paws ached as well, only growing worse due to the teeth that jabbed at her claw sheaths. Surely it wasn't too far away, now. They'd been walking for what felt like hours without pause. Still she continued along, trusting the small she cat.

[Ringtail]

Weaseltongue gave a snort. He kept his mouth shut of any retortions that might come out of his mouth. This whole thing was irritating. Yeah, he was once a clan cat, but he thought they'd have a better plan than this. The older tom decided, without any word, to move on ahead of all the younger cats, disappearing off to one side. He blended well against the darkened shadowy areas, keeping his amber eyes peeled open for any of those disgusting Ivyclan cats. The sooner this little raid ended, the sooner he could go back to sleeping in an old abandoned owl's nest he could sleep in.

[Miss Tactical]

Aster narrowed her eyes ignoring the bickering felines. "You do know you are alerting the entire forest we are here now shut your trap!" Aster stopped suddenly, her eyes scanning the clearing. Yes this is what she was looking for. She looked at the golden flowers and started to pluck them putting what she picked in a large leaf. She placed it down for just a moment. "A tom named spot once told me these golden flowers help with infection. We must have those." She picked up her leaf once more this was easier than stealing from prey from a kit (Stealing candy from a baby) She chuckled to herself moving forward. Had she known it would have been this easy, she would have brought another large leaf and had one of those baffoons carry one to keep their trap shut. It probably would have been much more productive.