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Originally Posted by Aura
Narrowing his amber eyes, Sharppaw snarled a reply. “Oh yes, brave warrior. Allow me to grovel at your paws, O great and powerful ThunderClanner!” Mockingly, Sharppaw started toward Morningblue, deliberately crossing the border all of the way. His tail flicked spitefully, just to push the warrior a little further. After all, it was this warrior who found him. He and a few others who saw him in his moment of weakness. He would prove to Morningblue that he was stronger than he looked. His blood boiled with rage as his vision took on a red haze. Unconsciously, his claws unsheathed. But he waited for the warrior to make the first move.
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Morningblue charged forward with a snarl, barreling toward the smaller cat an intending to make him think he intended to bowl right into him and overpower him with force alone. And though Morningblue was a large and muscular tom, he was tactical too and planned to stop short and dodge to the side, letting the younger cat throw himself off balance with a forward strike at a target that would no longer be there.