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Originally Posted by Liquoris
Almondpelt hissed, recognizing the other cat from around camp. She thought about her options, playing each one through her mind carefully. "Bushhunter, you dare attack one of your clanmates? Accuse me of stealing from our clan?! Do you not pay attention to your own clanmates running around camp?!" she hissed, fluffing up her fur to make herself look bigger. "Why would you? You're too busy being the "best" hunter in the clan. You don't have time for your clanmates!" she accused, allowing her emotions to get the better of her. She didn't really know why she was saying all that, as she knew it wasn't true. She shook
her head, picked up her prey, and started walking back to camp.
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Bushhunter snarled in anger, her ivory fangs flashing in the sunlight. Oh, how she wished Almondpelt were a loner so that she could attack her! How she wished this she cat would just stay out of her life! "How do I know you wouldn't? I wouldn't put it past you, you're that selfish!" Bushhunter snarled. She could feel her anger rising. How was it that she could be so angry with the she cat? Was she really upset with Almondpelt, or was she more upset with herself that she had allowed the prey to escape? Definitely Almondpelt. That spoiled kittypet wouldn't last a day in battle. At least, not without help. Bushhunter thought, feeling her anger churning inside her. "Why would I pay attention to the mewling kits around camp! They all think they're so wonderful. Well guess what? They aren't. I work hard for my Clan. Do you, Almondpelt?" She snarled, her hues flashing as she stared at the she cat. She stood her ground, her tail lashing angrily, frustration filling her more then she could deal with. This was way, way more then she could handle. She didn't know what to do. Why did Almondpelt feel like she had to infuriate her? What was wrong with just being civil? Then again, if I told her to be civil she would just have another way to get on my nerves. Bushhunter thought with the slightest toss of her head.