Whatever I can say to the rest of the flock, I can say to Thorn Spurs. I should have gone to her first. Phoenix thought, steeling himself for her answer. "We were saying- mentioning that being on the defensive is just injuring our warriors without us gaining the upper hand. Um, Amber?" How does...
"Yes, I am." He replied.
"What if we-" Amber paused as she started to rethink her decision to interrupt, but she plowed on. "What if we wait for a Claw Flock patrol to enter our stolen territory, then surround them with an even match of warriors, who would attack from all sides. More...
(I'm not entirely sure who the "group" is either.:oops:)
"I agree." Phoenix answered, looking away from Amber, who relaxed instantly. "The enemy will definitely conquer us if we don't do something. What exactly that is I'm not sure, but I'm sure that someone could think of a good plan."
(Thank you @RoostersAreAwesome!)
"I'm TIRED of losing to Claw Flock! When will we begin to win? There must be something we can do other than being wounded." Phoenix stormed. "Our best warriors are being debilitated, and Claw Flock just attacks before they can recover! "
"Well, I trust...
(Can I join? If so...)
Name: Amber
Age: 8 months
Gender: Hen
Flock: Wing Flock
Rank: Warrior
Trainer/Trainee(s): Open (if she's old enough)
Personality: Sweet, shy, and hates letting people down. She's fierce in battle and trains extra hard to make up for her small size, but she's also goofy...