
April 21st, 2022, 03:05 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Apprentices' Den
Threats at her mentor's life reverberated in Cloudypaw's ears. No. Not Cindersky. "You even TRY to kill her and I will shred you until there's nothing left of you to go to hell." She spat, claws unfurling into the ground. As he tried to leave, and everyone ran to block him, she crouched low, her still healing leg flopped against the ground painfully, but she ignored it. Leaping forward, she tried to claw at his face. "You hideous, disgusting creature!" She growled.
The molly felt the splint in her leg buckle, but Cloudypaw ignored it as she quickly changed tactics, instead diving underneath Lightningpelt and trying to claw at his underbelly. Her claws flashed in the direction of his throat for the killing blow, but she pulled away. No. Killing was not the answer. Starla was wrong. Killing was wrong. Gulping, lashing her tail, she again attempted to push off the ground and grab onto his scruff instead, and tried to yank him down briefly. He could, if he was actually an intelligent being, grab onto her broken leg, her only visible weakness, but knowing that the tomcat wasn't so bright, she wasn't too worried.
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Last edited by poppy; April 21st, 2022 at 03:27 PM.
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