Scar spat and struggled, causing Oakfeather to score his claws across his throat, leaving a shallow but painful wound there. Blood leaked uncomfortably warm and sticky through his thick fur. "I was hunting," he growled angrily.

Oakfeather glared down at him with disgust.

"Because that's where I happened to be," Scar spat. "It's not like I'm making a home here. I don't need a home." His eyes blazed indignantly.

Oakfeather's whiskers twitched in the makings of a smile.

Oakfeather looked at her in surprize. "Are you crazy?" he meowed. "He's a rogue! He could never live in the clan properly!"

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Scar growled. "Watch it, Clan cat. I'm not just a rogue, I'm your worst nightmare."

Scar spat, "See, that's the things with Clan cats! You only threaten others when they are defensless, or weak. You think you're all noble and wise. I bet my brother's kits know more than you!" His eyes glittered.

Oakfeather started to bristle, climbing off of the silber tabby. He growled, "I never said anything about your father or Goldenfur. I was talking about this cat. Why don't you back off and chill, Eagleflame? I don't know what your problem is."

Scar sat up straight, frowning unhappily.

Eagleflame hissed under her breath, and tried to make her fur lie flat, "I'm sorry." she said sharply, "I'm just having a bad day" turning to Scar she said,"No we don't. I asked if you wanted to join didn't I? We are noble and wise, but not alone. Together as a big family, group, clan of cats, we know things rogues don't." she took a breath and began again,"Granted of course that you rogues no more about surviving alone then us." She pondered what she had said then sat down, "I believe you would make a good clan cat" and she walked away not wantng to upset another cat again flicking Oakfeathers ear with her tail as she left.

Upon raching the rocks not far away Eagleflame laid down and the blazing stone and allowed the heat to soak into her fur, ears pricked for sounds of battle from the two tabby toms.

Scar stared after her. "Maybe I will join the-"

Oakfeather lunged at him, pinning him to the ground with a feral hiss. "No you won't!" he snapped, "Get out of here, you nasty bag of fleas!"

Scar kicked Oakfeather off of him, and snarled, "No! I have a right to the forst, just like any other living creature!" His eyes blazed. "What do you have against rogues, anyways?"

"My father was killed by one," Oakfeather spat. "A rogue that looked just like you."

"My father?" Scar asked harshly. "Probably. He enjoyed killing Clan cats." He spun around, and started to race through the forest at top speeds after Eagleflame.

Oakfeather chased after him, hissing violently.

Oakfeather and Scar skidded to a halt, bumping into each other. They sprawled out on the ground, tangled, and surprised. The got up, fur fluffed out and bristling.

Scar smirked. "I think I've made my decision."

Oakfeather mumbled a curse under his breath. Scar ignored this.

Scar nodded, eyes glittering.

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Oakfeather stalked past Eagleflame angrily, tail tip twitching back and forth in fury.

Oakfeather snapped, "Why don't you go shove your nose in someone else's business. Because I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone; especially YOU." His voice was harsh and cold.

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Scar padded after them silently. 

Scar snorted. "Who does?"

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Oakfeather stalked into camp without them, claws unsheathed and ears pinned to his head in frustration.