by yeeee. » Sun Sep 06, 2015 4:35 am
"Because I can be here. Or are you gonna try and deny me that right?" Spottedpaw hissed fervently, pressing her nose to Crowpaw's, lip curling. Hearing Crowpaw's explanation made her laugh aloud, before she slammed into the molly, trying to shove her back onto the moss bed where Spottedpaw could stand over her. "You had trouble sleeping, oh, and I did nothing wrong coddling the medicine cat apprentice," Spottedpaw mocked in an horrible impersonation of a whiny cat, before yowling once more, "You are more of a mousebrain than I could have ever imagined! A lying mousebrain at that! There are rogues running around camp, and the medicine cat saw to all of them. Maybe I came to ask about near half a dozen in one day, eh? And you aren't even hurt, while your trying to call me out on it - don't try to justify for your pathetic actions, live up to it like your a half-decent warrior! Sleeping issues mean poppy seeds, not forbidden mousebrain," Spottedpaw hissed, before Tinypaw's words registered.
She could hear Tinypaw stammering, breaking, and part of her mewled like a little kitten. But the part that ruled currently felt some sick triumph. He deserved this pain - maybe he could feel just a minscule of the pain she was feeling, and learn. But before Spottedpaw could react, the tiny fluffy Tinypaw shoved her off Crowpaw, and she felt her throat cram up. Spottedpaw watched as Tinypaw collapsed crying - part of her whispered comfort him. But the part that still ruled simply said let Crowpaw does it. He loves her more anyway, and he doesn't care about you or the clan. At all. "Fine. Enjoy your wonderful night, and think about all the cats that your betraying that will actually need you in the future, " Spottedpaw spat, knowing her golden eyes now reflected the pain - and hatred - before turning and leaving the den. Staggering like she hadn't slept in moons, Spottedpaw found herself in a bush - she wasn't sure how - gasping and whimpering. I was a mousebrain not to see it... and I lied, just like them. I didn't pass the test, did I, Starclan?
Tagged ;; Crowpaw, Tinypaw
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Batpaw felt a surge of pride as he listened to Hawkcry's bulk scuffling around on the dry, sandy ground. He'd successfully landed a blow, and kept his balance against a strong one from Hawkcry. The ebony tom heard Hawkcry hiss as well - although he hadn't exactly hit where he was aiming, it was a good blow nonetheless, and the ebony tom thought, payback. Flickering his large ears, the petite tom listened for a moment for Hawkcry's movement, but instead heard the chirping of desert insects and the cries of coyote's instead, temporarily rendering him helpless again. But, in spite of that, Batpaw felt anything but. Part of him was happy, and part of his said that perhaps the spar was over - after all, Hawkcry had been courteous and had let the blind tom know before he'd struck. Most of the time, anyway.
Batpaw slowly began to lower himself to the ground, only to feel pain in his stomach. Hawkcry had struck again, while he was completely lax this time. The ebony tom felt himself flip from the force that the massive tom had placed up him, landing on his back. You mousebrain, you relaxed and he is going to cream you if you don't counterattack... but from this position? What can I possibly do? Wheezing as the air was knocked from his lungs, Batpaw hit the ground hard and felt another a pathetic mewl escaping him. Laying there gasping, Batpaw then realized he was laying somewhat beneath Hawkcry. Nothing he could really target was there, except... twisting 180 degrees on the ground, still belly up, Batpaw floundered and flopped like a fish 'till he felt something furry; Hawkcry's tail. Batpaw then grabbed it, being careful not to bite down hard. He yanked, knowing it wasn't the strongest considering the angle, but it was what he could managed now. If he managed to topple the massive tom, it could be back to grappling - hopefully. Batpaw could feel himself tiring, but he forced himself to keep tugging, trying to build enough momentum to yank Hawkcry down, or at least off balance for a kick.
Tagged ;; Hawkcry
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yeeee. on Sun Sep 06, 2015 4:42 am, edited 2 times in total.
