Windswept Prairie

Named for the sea winds that sweep across the prairie. The grass is thick and flows across the earth along with clumps of heather dotting it here and there. There are few trees there.

Trotting up to the windswept land, the wind brought the scent of blood to her nose fairly quickly which instantly started her down a dark path. The blood was fresh and with it the smell of someone who was not windclan, her hackles rose and a savage snarl escaped her, whomever this was, they would be removed from Windclan land she would not let them hurt the pups. Easily whipped up into a fever by her paranoid and indeed traumatized mind after what she'd seen happen to Silentpup, Embershard was more than ready to kill whoever that smell belonged to. Racing up and finding the blood trail that the intruder had left behind, following it her amber eyes glittering in anger at the callousness of the intruder to hunt on their land while they had many pups to feed and an elder to think of the usually well mannered wolf growled again. Out of her usual head space for once, standing at the hole she began digging intent on getting out the canine that had killed on their land, in her current mindset not much would stop her from killing whoever it was. Swiftly digging down as the culprit hadn't bothered to hide very far down the hole, digging her jaws into the white fur of her adversary, Embershard yanked it out of the hole and began shaking it around in an attempt to snap its neck like one would with a rabbit. Finding it fought back, the powerful windclan wolf dropped the thing to the ground, now seeing it was a dog, her lips were lifted and her long sharp white teeth bared in a snarl "Get off windclan land, Trespasser, prey stealing mongrel before I kill you and prevent any harm to my clan's pups" she was past the point of caring that a small dog was unlikely to do much harm, indeed her fragile psyche told her two things. 1. This was a threat, 2. Remove it or kill it, with no other wolf in sight just yet there was nothing to stop her from advancing forward, usually thoughtful amber eyes glittering with a sea of powerful emotions.

An ear flicked backwards as Diamondfang came up beside her and told the trespasser that if it left now they'd spare its life. She supposed that'd have to do, ideally she'd kill the dog so it couldn't hurt them if it came back later, if it wasn't a wolf of windclan then it couldn't be trusted as simple as that. However it was better to show a united front before a stranger, so she just nodded in agreement with her stripped companion, watching the dogs fearful behaviour Embershard's gaze remained hard. "You heard Diamondfang! Get lost dog, there is no place for prey stealers here!" that was the last warning she was going to give, Lilacsplash's pups needed prey to survive and this tiny white dog had stolen prey that could have fed them. Taking a few steps forward so that she towered over the dog, her intentions were clear within her gaze, indeed she'd lost herself in the paranoia and fear of what she'd seen. How could she know that back at camp more tragedy and misfortune was afflicting her clan? An ear flicked back at a chilling howl that had her itching to get back, she didn't know that voice, who was it? An irritated snarl escaped, the dog needed to hurry up and get going or she'd kill it and put it on the fresh kill pile herself, with leaf bare coming anything even a scrawny runt like it would be better than nothing.

Why was this dog so stupid? They'd already told it they wanted it to go, "Are you brainless? We don't want you on our territory, and if you don't get out now we will kill you" her gaze showed she was only moments away from lashing out and killing the thread to her clan. The clan was all she had now, threats would not be tolerated, the wind was cold and blustery forcefully pushing the long grass to bend, the red wolf had been pushed past her mental capabilities, and would likely suffer more when she returned to camp and learnt what was going on there. Flicking a glance at Diamondfang silently questioning if she was with her or not, it was obvious to her that this white dog didn't have any brains else she would have fled by now. "This is your last chance mutt, if you don't leave our territory now we will kill you" she reiterated, it seemed that she needed to repeat herself to try and get through the dogs thick as two bricks skull.

With the little white dog off of Windclan territory, Embershard relaxed and gave a long sigh of relief before looking over at Diamondfang with a quiet look of gratitude for backing her up. However the wind brought noises from the direction of camp that eliminated her short sense of calm. Not sure what was going on and with the urge to get back to camp now there was blood in the wind, embershard flicked Diamondfang another look, with everything that was happening she was starting to loose more and more of her stability. This had been shown with how she dealt with the small dog, “Lets get back to camp, somethings not right” not waiting for a reply the wolf whirled about on her four paws and whipped back to camp the strong wind blowing snow through her fur trying to chill her without any real success. The closer she got to camp the more blood she smelled, and the more she smelled the more she could guess who it belonged, but that couldn’t be true their leader couldn’t have lost that much blood she was probably worrying over nothing. Still she pushed herself forward and towards camp her sure footed paws numb from the cold snow that covered the ground, ignoring the pain she reached the entrance of camp and gave a quick look over her shoulder for diamondfang before entering
~Windclan Camp~

Stale scents were swept towards her by the wind, Heavycloud, Lilacsplash, Lilysong, Silverfern, Wrenclaw, Diamondfang. Out of all of the old scents, only Silverfern was still around the others dead or gone the wind changed and brought a fresh scent to her which she recognized as belonging to Brackenflash, they'd make a better hunting team if they hunted together. Slinking through the long grass blending into it seamlessly, the she-wolf soon came across the male she'd scented and greeted him "hello Brackenflash" polite enough the female cast around for the scent of prey, the long grass was a pain when it came to finding prey as it interrupted one's view. Spotting a large rock outcropping not too far away she trotted over to it and leaped up onto it finally able to see over the sea of grass bending beneath the winds touch. Spotting a pair of antlers sticking up out of the grass some distance away, Ember jumped down and spoke to the other Windclan warrior "There's an Antelope not too far from here, if we work together it'd be a great kill for the Clan" waiting for his answer a little impatiently for the moment she was fine being able to throw herself into working for her clan distracted her from the emptiness and the feeling of needles under her skin.

Ember nodded politely in response to the question about the patrol, nobody needed to know about the interesting conversation with Whiteshadow of Riverclan. There were plenty of pups in the clan at the moment, she couldn’t imagine herself having pups at this stage in her life, it’d restrict her warrior activities that was for sure. Also, she didn’t want to end up like Lilacsplash had, without a mate to back her up and soon dying to leave her pups orphaned, they were lucky that Ashfrost was an excellent medicine wolf and Honeybadger was rather doting on pups. Brackenflash explained his idea of him chasing the prey over, a typical ambush idea which after a few seconds thought was probably one of the best ones they had to use at the moment. Amber eyes flicked over the prairie quietly trying to figure out where the best spot to be would be, sometimes the high ground was best but what she wanted to do was to tear at the underbelly of the antelope it worked better for wolves after all. So she continued studying the world around her before noticing a piece uneven ground, given away by the subtly different heights of the grass. The hot dry wind of green leaf rushed through the grass bending the dry yellow stalks as it did so, “Alright Brackenflash do you see the broken ground over there” gesturing with her muzzle she waited for affirmation before continuing “if you can spook it that way I’ll wait for it and go for its belly” she trusted that he was smart enough to figure out what needed to be done. It was hard to say now what would happen and so she didn’t bother giving him any instructions, it wasn’t her place to, jumping down from the rock she slunk around to where the broken earth was crouching down and waiting.