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[hazilnut]

Cedarslash flicked her ears at the other warrior's sudden hostility but her surprise was quickly overcome by her fury at his challenge. "I don't need to think. I know. You want to make something of it Scarface?" Her breath was hot as she leaned in at the bigger tom, claws working the cold tile. Malloweyes was making no move to stop her and the she-cat was just itching for a bit of a fight.

"Sorrelstar's weird. She either has a sap-sucker jammed down her throat or a thorn in her fur. I'll bet she was flopping all over cats at the-" Burntpaw's ramble was cut off by a familiar white paw slamming to cups of coffee in front of the apprentices.

"I suggest you drink it when it's hot little ones. Not everything is best served cold." The apprentice met Malloweyes's green gaze and flinched visibly, which she quickly tried to remedy with a scowl.

"Whatever. So which one of you is Pricklypaw and which one of you is Dumbpaw?" Burntpaw took a sip of her drink as she looked the other two apprentices over, scowling at the taste.

[MockSun]

Bramblepaw quietly sipped on her coffee as Burntpaw, Burrpaw and Cootpaw talked. It took her about half a second to start visibly gagging. Great stars, they drank this stuff?! Her mouth hurt and she was pretty sure her tongue was ready to curl up and die. She cringed, silently praying to the faint hope that the others hadn't been paying attention to her. Ugh, she could still taste it. How could anyone drink something that bitter? It didn't even taste good. She deflated somewhat. Maybe she'd just gotten a bad cup or something. Yeah, that must've been it.

[eltonn]

The dark tom stalked into the building, his blue gaze slitted as he observed the other cats lounging around the area. He slid onto a seat near the apprentices, then turned his eyes to the cashier. "Sumatra with honey. No milk. Extra cream on top. Do something pretty with the design." He took the mug, a sly halfsmile on his face as he glanced at the flowery design on top, then took a sip. Ravenstar listened to the apprentices speak, his gaze disinterested.

[krazykitty00]

As Nettlefoot followed her sister around the shop, she noted Ravenstar walk in. She tapped her sister and gestured over to him, making Thistlethorn smirk. One of their clan's allies would make for a perfect evil companion. The sisters padded over, Thistlethorn leading the way before sitting herself down in front of the seat the leader sat in. "Dear moon, Ravenstar?! I would have never expected you to be here. Why, you're one of the nicest tom's I know." She said, using an mocking tone of shock that matched her appalled appearance. "Tell us what brings you here o' kindest one." Nettlefoot chimed in, a sly smirk on her face.

[eltonn]

Ravenstar gave a coy half-smile to the two warriors, gesturing slyly to the mug in front of him. "Good coffee." He said simply. "The floral designs are always... particularly pleasing to look at." His icey gaze rolled to Nettlefoot and Thistlethorn. "And what would two loyal warriors of the ever-honorable Soulclan be doing here?"


headcannon that ravenstar likes flowers

[krazykitty00]

Thistlethorn scoffed, while Nettlefoot simply rolled her gently eyes at the term 'loyal'. "We aren't so sure yet. First timers here you see. But we were invited for reasons far from loyal, dearest Ravenstar." Thistlethorn spoke, tail lashing back and forth slightly. "Though, coffee does sound good right now." She hmmed, looking to the menu a bit. "Anything interesting happening with your clan? Oh, and only the bad details please. Sappy, sweet things irritate me." Nettlefoot urged, eyeing the floral pattern in the mug with a slightly raised brow.

[eltonn]

Ravenstar barked a laugh. "Bit of a power struggle, you see. A few warriors, namely Fadedbriar's kin, decided to challenge me on a decision." His eyes flashed. "A bit of revenge here and there, that's all. I'm sure that Sagestar'll be quite... shocked." A toothy grin slowly cracked across the dark tom's face. "And how's the shining Jay? All's well in Soulclan, I don't presume?"

[krazykitty00]

As Ravenstar spoke, Thistlethorn got up to go order something from the cashier. "Oh no. Poor fools. To think they would dare defy such a great leader as yourself" Nettlefoot frowned, shaking her head at the mere thought. Welp, they'll be dead soon she was sure so no use feeling sorry for Ravenstar being forced to deal with them. At the question about her clan she pouted. "Sickeningly so. Nothing ever happens in Soulclan. Every cat is a nice cat it seems... I would much rather join the drama in Witherclan.." She scowled, scratching at the floor to release the tension. Thistlethorn returned with two Espressos for herher and her sister, with milk and cream designs to look like paw prints. "I agree with my dear sister here, as it is quite dull in Soulclan. Surely a handsome and ruthless leader such as yourself understands our pain. But! I already have a plan in the works." She smirked, eyes glittering dangerously for a moment before closing as she took a sip of her coffee.

[Dinolil1]

Swanfoot could not help but eavesdrop on the conversation. So Ravenstar's going to teach Sagestar a lesson...why do I feel so pleased with that, it's sickening. She thought, flicking her ear quietly, supping the coffee. ''So you're the leader that is to put my leader in his place, hmmm?'' She purred. Burrpaw and Cootpaw, on the other hand, were staring wide-eyed. Cootpaw, fur prickling hissed at Ravenstar. ''You can't do that, Tumbleclan is mightier than Witherclan!'' Burrpaw nodded hastily, claws unsheathed. ''Dirty pile of foxdung!'' He hissed, lashing his tail furiously. It appeared that there'd be two fights, what fun! Swanfoot appeared shocked, glaring fiercely at the two siblings. ''It appears you got both your parent's evident lack of brains...'' She sighed wistfully, turning to Ravenstar. ''I apologize deeply for their outburst, they don't know what they're saying...'' Swanfoot purred, sidling up to Ravenstar. ''Although personally i'd rather have black coffee with a dash of sugar.'' The white cat mewed, observing Ravenstar's rather decorated beverage.

Rippedears spat furiously, glaring venomously at Cedarslash. ''Its Rippedears to you, mousebrain!'' He growled, hackles raised. The calico warrior was a bundle of seething rage, claws scratching the dark holly floors, teeth bared, glinting white. In one smooth motion, Rippedears crashed into the smaller warrior, claws ripping into her flank. ''You're going down for that!'' He yowled, watching the apprentices staring out of the corner of his eyes. Burrpaw and Cootpaw were startled, standing as still as stone. Flicking her tail, Cootpaw glared at Ravenstar, while Burrpaw gazed at Rippedears, watching the powerful tomcat strike at the other cat, accurate and skilled. He turned back to Ravenstar, huffing. He hated that cat.

[eltonn]

The dark tom's eyes flashed at Cootpaw and Burrpaw's comments. "Put your claws away, lest you injure yourself prematurely," He growled at the pair. "Black coffee is powerful, yes, but I prefer a bit of a lighter taste. Hence honey and cream." He turned his head back to Nettlefoot and Thistlethorn. "A plan? Oh, my. The clans have just started and they're already on their way to falling apart." Ravenstar took note that he was the only leader in the area. That didn't quell the areogant tom's ego one bit.