"No one is 'better off' as a rogue. Being in a Clan is the better option, but you need to at least try to get accepted again. Now I''ll give you a choice: Do you want to run off now, out of the territories, without me stopping you? Or would you like to come back with me?"
(We could do that if you wanted....)
(Lol!)
He sighed, knowing she was right "I'll come back with you."
"Alright." She stood up and beckoned to him with her tail, making her way back to camp. "What's going on?" she asked someone as she realized Bramblestar was talking to a strange, skinny cat who seemed like she'd rather be stuck on the Thunderpath than in here.
Blackpaw followed her reluctantly, avoiding the hostile stares of the other cats.
Lark saw him and snarled. "So you're the leader of this dump?" She said, an angry fur ball of rage dangling from the warrior's scruff. Her startling green eyes shot sparks. Despite her brave, sarcastic words, her voice shook, revealing that she was intimidated.
"This strange cat was caught on the territory." Sunstrike explained quietly
"Yes, I am." He responded calmly. "And this 'dump' is a Clan."
She forced her fur to stay flat. Lilyflight knew that this cat was scared, and probably didn't mean her words, but instead was trying to sound brave.
"Ah, alright," she said quietly. She sat nearby, close enough to hear the conversation but far enough away that she wouldn't crowd.
