Wolfpaw had missed the initial commotion, but was keyed in when cats started dogpiling a warrior for abuse. Then Bumba popped in, and that oughta been that - but the idiot decided to keep running their mouth.
"Did you hit your head or have you always been this dumb?" He prompted, impulsively and with an irked lash of his tail.
"Apprentices are sick of warriors being all talk and no show, and you ain't any different. You whine and complain that you can't beat kids, you wonder why they don't like you, and you get huffy when no one else is vibing with your crap.
"Get over yourself, lady. Respect is earned, not given - and all you've done is earn everyone's ire 'cause your idea of a proper punishment is smackin kids." The whole WindClan thing itself was laughable, given it was their word against ThunderClan's.
"Wild you're more sympathetic with an enemy Clan than the challenges your own face.. it's in their best interest to make claims like Spiderthroat killed Mousepaw. Spiderthroat's a dummy, but he ain't stupid enough to go around killin' children like you might be." Despite his roughness, Spiderthroat had never raised his paw against any ThunderClan youth. Shadowshine couldn't say the same about herself.
And then, he rose to his paws with his hackles raised.
"And don't you dare disparage her leadership. She's worth a dozen more cats than you'd ever be 'n StarClan knows it. It's why you can't handle a single apprentice, 'n she's handlin' this Clan better than any of our other leaders. You want to moan, Shadowshine? Grow the hell up first, cause right now, you ain't better than a kit havin' a tantrum."
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