[Dirtfur]

Originally Posted by Jayvines

 

~ Sparrowstar ~

Stars above, had they drawn blood???

Green eyes sharpened into a glower as the thin molly stared down at the two hooligans who had interrupted her night with petty squabbling and fresh injuries.

"You have one chance to explain," she growled, glancing from the shocked and bleeding face of Blazingpaw to the grimacing expression of Mottlepaw. "Now. Why on earth are you two acting like a pair of honor-less rogues in your den?!"

She doubted anything they said would quell her frustration, but they could certainly try. At least she'd have a better idea of what punishment to dole out once they started using their words instead of claws.

[ So sorry for the delay! ]

“Sp-sp-sp,” Blazingpaw stuttered, looking for an excuse that will solve this problem immediately without any consequences, but his fear blocked anymore sounds or letters; it seemed like Fear loves the repetition of the “sp” sound.

The mutters stopped as the apprentice swallowed, the gulp loud enough to echo inside the den. “It… it was his idea!” He twisted his flaming blue eyes to Mottlepaw. He wanted to give that brat a scare, a smirk would be a good way to piss that calico off. When Blazingpaw’s muzzle lift his cheeks to reveal a smug-toothed smile, it stung painfully, forcing the brown tom to stop his smugness and flinch at the cheek scar that was unnecessarily given to him.

@fernmass