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Sharpclaw - The Grumpy One
ThunderClan | Warrior | He/Him | 13 moons

Just as he thought, Bumblestar wouldn't be choosing the new Hornets anytime soon. Good on her, though it was only common sense to wait and mull over the possible choices before giving out such an important role. The grump snorted and rolled his eyes as Bumblestar answered Wildtwist. He never believed in the saying that there were no dumb questions because too many cats have proven it wrong time and time again. And Bumblestar reaffirmed it by answering the same way he would have, except he might have used more sarcasm in his answer.

He still felt the need to keep Ghostpaw far away from those sinkholes though, not trusting the backward-pawed apprentice not to fall into one of them. Sharpclaw turned his attention to said apprentice, interested to see how she would respond to Bumblestar. He personally didn't believe she could become a Hornet.... at least not without tons of hard work and dedication. He already planned to train her strictly but he'd have to make it more challenging if she was serious about this Hornet thing.

Bumblestar continued, and her violent request caught his attention real quick. His eyes widened, and he whipped his head back at the leader in shock. Kill any and every Shadowclanner on sight? He usually agreed with Bumblestar's choices but this was pushing it. Sharpclaw wanted more than anyone to sink his claws into those good-for-nothing snakes, but to kill them on sight? He felt that went against the warrior code... then again, he shifted his gaze to his paws, deep in thought, wasn't it against the code to go against his leader? Besides, when had ShadowClan ever stayed true to the code? Hell, if the code were a living thing they'd have killed it like they did their medicine cat. ...But... it still didn't sit right with him. Shadowcats were still cats, and most cats- emphasis on most- deserved to be treated with at least a minimal amount of respect. Sharpclaw couldn't call himself any better than ShadowClan if he stooped to their level.

He would have to find another way to aid his clan in preparation for the war. He resolved to have a talk with Gentledoe about becoming a night guard. He slept all day anyways so he might as well make up for it by staying up all night doing something useful. Anything but killing a cat without reason. Murder was only a last-case scenario in his mind.

Back to Bumblestar. It seemed he wasn't alone in thinking Ivysnake's death was too coincidental. He still believed some Shadowcat killed her themselves and shirked the blame, but it also made sense to think that those fox-hearted rats just left her for dead somewhere. He grimaced at the thought, lips curling back.

Once she'd finished her announcement, Sharpclaw looked up at her with a silent and stony expression. He wouldn't speak out against her decisions. If she wanted to fight fire with fire then so be it. Some might view her methods as brutish and irrational, but Sharpclaw saw them as necessary. He didn't know Dawnstar personally, but it seemed if they didn't push back now and with equal force then it'd only be a matter of time before ThunderClan fell victim to her claws. Was she really this desperate for a measly scrap of territory? If she weren't such a tyrant he might have felt pity for ShadowClan.

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