Flyingcolors was not a warrior like many of the others surrounding her but rather Dayclan's medicine cat. The odd blue merle she-cat had once been an emissary, and in her own way still was, along with her siblings born to Amethystsight and Snowprince. This rather unsettling turn of events was the last thing she expected, however, as she was dragged by a Sunclan cat through their territory and towards wherever they would keep them. She had protested and wanted to walk there with at least some pride but the medicine cat's wish had not been respected as they grabbed her scruff and a throaty growl built up in her. She had learned basic battle moves for protection which was standard for a cat of her position but she was no match for these battle hardened cats.

Not too far away was her brother, Soaringdawn, and she felt a pang of anxiety and worry pierce through her as she remembered the echo of him in Starclan. Would today be the day he was taken from her? Flyingcolors sensed his fear and wished there was a way for her to comfort him. In the jaws of someone else being forcibly dragged, however, there was not much she could do other then let out a tiny meow as if she were a kit.

She was conflicted. The white she-cat with a ginger ring around her fluffy tail followed behind the other SunClan cats and the captives. Whitemagnolia Shifted her paws. While being chosen for such an opportunity to please the Sun god himself was a once in a life time, she could help but feel it was all wrong.

She didn't know why he hadn't crossed her mind. But upon seeing Soaringdawn with the other captives she suddenly didnt feel she was capable of brainwashing a cat. Especially not him. Would it hurt him? Her ear twitched but she refused to let them droop and expose her forbidden feelings.

Electricwolf's body was stiff the golden tom keeping his head high. Hed allowed them to take him, in the stead of any young impressionable apprentices.
He had no doubts their efforts to get them to convert would range from honeyed empty promises, to violence if need be. If he could take up even a few cats time, it meant there were less cats to try to convert the other members.

Skipstep considered the cats they were leading along. He considered them trying to figure out what could be said or done to push them to become SunClan initiates.
He wanted that wish. He didnt know what he wanted yet, but he wanted the ability to get a favor. With Littlebird's difficult kitting. Perhaps he could request Foxstar to ask the Sun God for help. Or to bless Littlebird to where maybe enduring this difficult trial she could have only good fortune going forwards.
He also would like to extend a wish towards his sister Jetclaw. He didnt know what to wish for for her. But he wanted it.

So he'd need to convert at LEAST two cats. His eyes narrowed looking over their candidates claws digging into the ground.
He prayed to the Sun God asking him for the cunning to pull this off.

"We're not going to kill you," Skipstep said, trying to sound soothing, he felt a little ill as he came forwards moving towards Soaringdawn. He needed to get these cats to turn to becoming initiates, he needed to get that wish. He needed it for Littlebird. These cats were just an obstacle. They were prey, he had to lure them into a trap. Which was difficult as a manipulator, he was not.
"Shhh, relax, take it easy. No need to be hostile. We're just moving you away from the others so we can have a little chat. You seem like a smart cat, and very concerned about your family." He glanced towards Flyingcolors and Whisperingraven. "So we're taking you a place to give you the opportunity to improve your lot. I have a mate and a sister myself you know, and we're very happy, and I care about them a great deal. like you and your siblings. If I was in your paws, I'd want to do everything I could to help them right? So just relax, we'll be reaching our destination shortly and then we'll chat about how we can make things better for you all. But we need a little cooperation." Skipstep said. "So let's let the fur lie flat, and let's all just relax and carry on. We'll be there soon."

He couldn't promise there wouldn't be death, but he'd once played along to one cat believing his dead brother was still around. He figured maybe, just maybe if he tried to make it sound good he could persuade them.

He glanced at his fellows wondering if he could coerce one of them to play the 'bad guy' role. That worked in theory right? You had the violent one ready to shake down someone into submission, and then temper it with the relief of a caring compassionate seeming soul who loosen their tongue by bringing relief to their suffering...

Maybe he'd see if Jetclaw would come, she had always been the more fearsome of the both of them. And though Janus she was not, she would gladly help him if it meant earning a wish from Foxstar that they could potentially and hopefully use to put a better word in with the Sun God for Littlebird.

The reminder of Littlebird's agony made him tighten his resolve. He needed to figure out how to get these cats to comply. For Littlebird. Littlebird was all that mattered. He had to get to one of these cat. And by the Sun God he would.

The Soothsayer held up his tail to Skipstep. "I'm not going to hurt you. That'd be counter productive. I was hoping you could help me with something. Then you could explain to me why you think we should let you go. Deal?" He tilted his head. "It'd be a win-win. I need help, and since my Janus are watching your clan, I have no one to help me. Plus, you get to plead your clan's case to me."

"No, Soaring don't do it." Flyingcolors' heart had jumped into her throat and she stepped forward beside him, eyes wide with fear and her heart burning with a desire to protect her siblings. All she could see was the starry shadow of her brother and fear pulsed through her. She didn't want to lose him. He had warned her not to try and change his fate but how could she lay down and pretend not to know and not try to save him? When had he gotten so brave and so willing to sacrifice himself? She didn't want to let him. Not her brother. Why did it have to be him?

"We have no business with you. We will not reveal anything about Dayclan to you and you will not make us become part of your cult." Her tone was strong and harsh, a fierce desire burning within her. They may have taken their pride and dignity but they could never take their loyalty.

"We did not ask for your help." She stuck stubbornly to her stance. The emissary become medicine cat was no expert in fighting and was not trying to stir the mud but she would not cave either. "There is no shame in doing what we need to do to survive. Glowstar did what she thought was best to protect us and all of Dayclan. What do you want from us? Stop darting around the bush and speak, Sunclan." Maybe she was a bit too forward, maybe she was pushing her luck, but she was feeling exhausted and protective. A cornered and desperate cat who had a lot to lose and little control over it.