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Amberlake sat off to the edge of camp, her tail curled around her paws and a scowl on her face. She'd gotten herself into yet another argument with a Clanmate. But that was Amberlake and she had probably already gotten into a fight with most if not all of NightClan already and if she hadn't already instigated a fight then she had probably already found a way to offend them. Her pale green gaze angrily watched the camp, daring anyone to speak to her. She'd been told my almost all of her Clanmates her attitude wouldn't make her any friends but truthfully she didn't really care.
Viscariapaw who had been paired with Amberlake before she'd become a full fledged warrior noticed her sitting by herself. After the whole earthquake destroyed their home, and stuck them in staying at the temporary camp in the waterfall. The water was making him irritable. He felt like he was going to become a fish with how often he woke up with some part damp from the water. Not to mention that the earth didn't seem to have fully recovered from the shake, resulting in new pools of water that you could almost fall into.
"Hey." He said sitting down beside Amberlake ears drooping as he grumbled. "This sucks," He said without waiting for acknowledgement.
Amberlake stared at Viscariapaw incredulously for several moments. Not many would dare to even bother approaching her, especially when she was in one of her 'moods', but then again, she realized she'd actually never gotten herself into an argument with the young tom and for a brief moment she fully considered starting one now with without thinking she started to say something harsh and rude but snapped her jaws shut. Her logical side told her she needed to grow up and her moods were unnecessary but her 'things have to be my way or no way' side just wanted another argument. "Yes it does. My nest was damp this morning!" she huffed angrily.
