Talk:Quest 2/Week Six/@comment-5342796-20141015013250/@comment-18042103-20141019090347

Breezes watched in annoyance. She had no idea who this cat actually was, but she seemed pretty cold to hover the information they needed, like a cat needed prey in leaf-bare, over their noses, then whisk it off and say she had no reason to give it to them. In her mind, Breezes saw this cat as nothing but a fox-heart.

But she did still have the info.

And as such, she had a job to get that info. "We're clan cats, we're born into danger. And though you may have no allegiances to our clanmates, do you not have anyone dear to you? As Flamepaw said," she motioned to the apprentice, "if your friends or family were gone and some cat had the information you needed and could even lead you there, you would want them to, yes?" Narrowing her eyes, she continued: "If there's anything whatsoever we can do to get your help, I will personally try and get it."

Seapaw. The single word burned in her mind as she talked.