[Tecumori]

Sharpclaw
TC | Warrior | He/Him | 14m

Bumblestar's call and other such yelling reached him from the warriors' den and he promptly lifted himself from his nest to see what all the fuss was about. Shrill cries and angry shouting met his ears, and the putrid sight of two still bodies lying beneath the Stormcrest caught his attention. Sharpclaw pushed through the crowd, or more like limped through as his shoulder was once again busted. He always liked to take his sweet time before visiting the medicine den for any sort of injury, and even longer when it came to speaking with Drizzlecloud.

He finally reached the front and first laid eyes on the smaller of the two bodies, Vinekit if he remembered their name correctly. His face took on a more somber look, though cats who weren't familiar with him wouldn't be able to tell it apart from his usual grouchy look. It was always a crappy day when a kit died, and even though Sharpclaw had nothing to do with their death he also played no part in protecting them. That alone was enough to leave him with a guilty conscience.

Then he slowly drew his gaze upon the second 'kit' and his face contorted into a hateful glare. It gave him a guilty pleasure to think that 'Cracklekit' would be the name that the psychopath took to his grave. Was that wrong of him? Probably, but he'd bet his tail that many other clanmates felt the same way. Many except for one glaringly obvious one.

Sharpclaw allowed the caterwaul of wails to take center stage in his mind, two of the louder ones he recognized as Mapleface and Violetfreckle. Of course it would be those two, and of course Bumblestar wouldn't keep promise to tear their ears off despite the ruckus they were making. Especially considering one was a queen and the other her illegitimate girlfriend.

Sharpclaw growled as he turned to face the two mollys, shooting each of them a look that spoke 'Shut the hell up before I make you'. He wouldn't actually, not wanting to add any more fuel to this forest fire of a meeting. Of course, he knew Violetfreckle was only trying to help, but he thought Bumblestar was more than capable of keeping her warriors in line herself. Plus, all of her yelling was giving him a headache, which more than earned her an angry glare from the teen.

As for Mapleface, he guessed he couldn't judge her too harshly. It was one of her siblings lying dead in front of her, so wasn't it natural to be a bit... hysterical? Sharpclaw chose to believe he would act in such a way; he believed he would be calm and professional during this kind of ordeal, though he couldn't say for sure as he'd never had any siblings to care for... or any cat for that matter.

@vex (Violetfreckle) | @Rose (Mapleface) (mentioned your characters)