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Originally Posted by Cherry~

Before Slatestripe could determine how he wanted to react, Hollowstorm shot over to him and started snarling. At the other warrior’s words, Slatestripe felt his fury rise and then spill over. He’d tried for so long to keep his emotions about Hollowstorm in check. The tom had worn on him, causing problems that didn’t need to exist and throwing his weight around like he was leader.

The tom set his pelt down, preparing to defend himself. As he did, Blossomflight came over and defended him. He felt a rush of appreciation, but he certainly wasn’t going to let her do all the work. It took a lot to get Slatestripe angry, but once he was, he wouldn’t hesitate to let it be known.

Thrusting his muzzle close to the other warrior, he snarled, “Are you implying that I don’t do anything for this Clan? Well, let’s think about that for a moment. Does Slatestripe do anything for his Clan. He helps apprentices train when their mentors aren’t meeting expectations. He organized a battle refresher promptly after the death of the deputy. He diligently trains his apprentice. He’s at every Clan meeting and every Gathering, without causing a ruckus. He helps out in the nursery, guarding and bringing food and changing nests. He volunteered to go fight the rogues. From here, Hollowstorm, it looks like I do a hell of a lot more than you. All I’ve seen you do the past moon is act like you’re some kind of high rank, throwing your weight around and speaking to Pikestar like he’s still an ordinary warrior and not our leader.” His amber eyes blazed with anger.

[CLOSED TO EVERYONE BUT FOREST AND FRED]

HollowStorm, like always, instantly regretted his words. That was the second time he had made both Slatestripe and Blossomflight angry. He licked Bearkit, and walked out slowy.