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Originally Posted by Duskflight

A wave of deep satisfaction rippled through the molly as she felt her strike hit true to her aim, her paw slamming into Rosethorn's head and claws raking just shy of the eye and across her face. The gasp of shock only further egged on the large grey tabby, her yellow eyes alight with the excitement and joy of attacking a Windclan cat. Her sight was already tinged red with anger, but that didn't mean that she wasn't happy. That was the strange thing about Cormorantstone. She liked being angry, it made her feel powerful, more powerful than usual because of the adrenaline and energy pumping through her veins.
The Thunderclan she-cat almost took the time to lick that sweet Windclan blood off of her claws, and even though she wasn't the smartest in the clan, she knew she didn't have time for that. She was battling a cat, not training with some apprentice and even though she held no respect for Windclan or really any other clan for that matter, she knew that they would very likely take that opportunity to attack her. So instead, she drew her paw back to herself and began to reset, preparing another attack as Rosethorn recovered from the hard blow she had received. And she seemed to recover fast, setting up a defensive stance and even... Wait.. Was she... Smiling?

The tip of her tail quivered in anger and her teeth gritted inside of her mouth as she glared down the other molly. And what the other cat was doing, was working like a charm. Cormorantstone had paused, just glaring at the Windclan cat, a look of pure rage fixated on her face as she listened to that chuckle, took in that smile and heard what the she-cat said. "Your size shouldn't matter when it comes to battle, but then again you Windclanner's wouldn't have the brain to know that. And you don't have the skill to utilize it either. It serves you right to have your head buried in the dirt to suffocate!
Because that's the equivalent of what all of you are, dirt! Crow food!
" She yowled out with all the rage of a thousand cats, her muscles tensed and ready to strike out, ready to tackle this smug molly to the ground but the smaller cat beat her to it. She was already launching at Cormorantstone, catching the large she-cat off guard and landing a solid hit on her left shoulder, causing her to hiss out in both pain and rage and lash out with her right paw while at the same time recoiling away, this one not aimed as well as the other but would still be able to do enough damage as the first if landed.

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Rosethorn felt a small twinge of satisfaction at seeing Cormorantstone so riled up. It gave her enough courage to continue with her plan, even though she wished she didn't have to go through with it. I just don't want to die... She barely managed to avoid Cormorantstone's attack, gritting her teeth as the claws grazed her pelt, just millimeters from digging into her skin. However, she couldn't deny the adrenaline rush that came from this tussle that gave her the energy to continue. "Just as I thought." Rosethorn mused aloud, forcing the smirk back onto her face and landing beside the larger molly to catch her breath. She tossed her head back to look directly at the ThunderClan cat, raising a paw and smirking smugly. "You're much to dull to understand. Perhaps I should speak slowly for you?" She managed a malevolent chuckle. "I'm not the idiot here darling. After all, I can see that this battle will only end up terribly for you, a poor delusional soul who thinks that her brawn will be enough to win the battle. Such is expected from a ThunderClan cat, though..." She sighed, lashing her tail. "After all, you all are being led by a cat who just can't help being ignorant and dim-witted." She sneered, launching forward again towards the ThunderClan molly, claws outstretched and aiming for Cormorantstone's other shoulder.