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Originally Posted by vermin
It should be numb to him now from previous vicious, lengthy constant battles but today everything felt numb. His eyes glared down at the clashing flow of Shadowclan cats heading straight into them, there's just so many. He's only use to a few cats like five or seven of them. This is a whole new ball field for real. With a quick trot surrounded by his clan quickly changed pace once seeing the enemy colliding into clanmates. He snarled loudly, whipping his head around until a silver glint caught the corner of his eye. His vision focused solely on the large tom who seem eagerly happy for a fight, blood thirst shimmering in his gaze. The large white warrior thrust forward meeting him face to face sizing up to his height with fur bristled, eyes gleaming in anger as he whip out his paw to slash him first. "Let's see what you got," he growled.
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Beastspark's orbs flickered over to one particular tom as he practically darted forwards to meet him in battle. He looked over the tom with a frown on his maw, he didn't look like much. He hoped that his thoughts were wrong, that this cat was more then he appeared. The deputy's body was riddled with scars, every scar told an impressive story of how worth an opponent he had fought. He hoped this tom would be able to give him a good story to tell and some wounds to go along with it. As his opponent started out with a quick lash of his paw, the deputy overlooked it and charged forwards, aiming to bowl the cat over. Those sharp claws would tear through flesh as his fangs went straight for whatever he could latch them on to.