Oh, great StarClan, this was turning into such a mess… Evidently, Cinderpaw hadn’t managed to hide her annoyance quite as well as she thought she had and touched some nerve she hadn’t deliberately meant to. She’d been planning on apologizing, but Bittern got there before her and opened his mouth to berate Tigerpaw. Which… ok, maybe Cinderpaw didn’t entirely disagree with what he said, but she didn’t exactly agree with it either. At least, she wouldn’t have been so blunt. She’d have preferred to keep those thought to herself and just speak politely - call her two faced if you want, but it’s not worth it to start needless drama just because you get interrupted or annoyed.

With an unamused sidelong glance towards Bitternpaw, Cinder turns again to face Tigerpaw just as she shouts back at Bittern. It’s all Cinder can do not to sigh at that exchange.

”It’s ok,” the small tabby signs to Tigerpaw, pointedly glancing back towards Bitternpaw, a silent telling off for being rude in her glance. ”I don’t find your face scary,” she assures, acutely aware of her own disfigured leg as she signs. ”Grandma’s not the nicest cat, but if you ask to be reassigned, she’ll see that you’re taking training seriously, I think.” Honestly? Cinder isn’t all that sure what her grandma would think in reality, but it’s polite to reassure so that’s what she does.

”How about a spar?” The black tabby suggests, turning towards Bitternpaw again to answer his question. ”I haven’t any battle training yet, but you could show me something maybe?” Bittern doesn’t get the chance to answer before a new face appears, lifting Cinder’s spirits immediately. Wispypaw! Cinder wasn’t going to comment on some of the things Tigerpaw had said before, but Wispy does, immediately coming to her defense, for which Cinder is grateful, but there hadn’t been any real need for it, Tigerpaw wasn’t really being mean to her, just to Bitternpaw and Cinder had only been caught in the middle of things.

Leaning over, Cinderpaw attempts to brush her sister’s shoulder with her cheek to try and convey her gratitude as best she could. A silent ‘thank you,’ even if the rescue wasn’t really needed, Cinder wanted her sister to know it was appreciated all the same. And then, whatever mild okay-ness Cinderpaw had felt for Tigerpaw vanishes as she insults her sister. It was a petty dig at Wispy’s appearance, but it was still needlessly cruel and makes Cinder’s blood turn cold.

Defensively, she gets to her paws and stands between Wispypaw and Tigerpaw defensively, amber gaze narrowed to glare at Tigerpaw. ”Don’t you dare say that about my sister!” Her signing is sloppy and angry, so Cinderpaw isn’t entirely sure her words came through clearly, but the message surely would be heard.


[ @silver. - bittern || @---Bluestar--- tiger || @Kix - wispy ]

Talk? Mudslide looked at the warrior who addressed her, suppressing the grin that twitched at her maw. Her? Talk? That was majorly laughable, though she remained deadpan, her maw a strict line. This cat's got her all wrong. Talking wasn't really a thing she did, but Cherryblossom seemed unaware of that fact. Oh well. It's not like she knew speaking was like torture to her. She wasn't about to wring this cat dry just because of that, Mudslide may be bloodthirsty but she wasn't an explosive idiot.

"Hi." Mudslide whispered dryly, her gaze afar off as her eyes drifted back to her paws. What a sentence, ten outta ten.

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As the situation escalates into hurling insults and the appearance of another apprentice, Bitternpaw looks visibly anxious. Trading glances between the three girls he takes a few cautious steps back and away from the situation, tail lashing behind him.

"... I'm going to get something to eat." He says quietly, gaze shifting to Cinderpaw. "If you'd still like to spar after... Whatever this is dies down, come find me. I'd like to train with you."

And with one last scathing glare at Tigerpaw he slinks off toward the fresh kill pile, thankful to have avoided unncessary confrontation.

cinderpaw | @Neptune. // wispypaw | @Kix // tigerpaw | @---Bluestar---