[Mica]

 

Originally Posted by Rani

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 31 Moons
Bilingual T2 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Beefed up T3

It seems despite trying to track Firetails pawsteps in the dustcloud he kicked up, the move was too effective on both sides. Neither warrior could find eachother, and this meant that their fight was effectively concluded. Maybe Firetail had gotten hit in that blind mess, and had snuck off to lick his wounds and take a less active role in the battle as a guard for the nursery or medicine cats den with his injuries, it'd be reasonable. Whatever it was Mudhound couldnt find the riverclan tom as they emerged from the dust so they moved on to other focuses.
@SpiritWolf_yt (Im moving Muddy on from this fight as they're booked for more after this)



Freed from the rather annoying tom and needing some downtime from constant fighting the tripod shifted focus onto something productive but not battlely. After all Bumblestar had wanted riverclan put in their place right? Maybe some light destruction might help? ......Maybe Mudhound was just getting a bit heartsick about all this bloodshed. Whatever, destruction as an alternative, the maine coon would go after the warriors den as the 'kindest' target.

Claws sunk into the den, tearing down the roof and walls with quick motions and stomping down the foliage, tossing things around in their wake.




Uuuuuuuntil a large body collided with theirs, knocking them over. Usually Mudhound would be able to stand strong but between their distracted actions against the den and Sparrowsnarl's large stature (a group the maine coon wasnt used to going up against even if unless the tom had maine coon blood too he'd be smaller then them) the tripod was toppled. Whiiiiiich crushed what remained of the warriors den under the weight of two cats.
Oops.


The slashing claws were batted away by large paws, Mudhound flipping even still under Sparrowsnarl to grapple him back and play defensive until their lagging brain could catch up to the surprise attack.
In this disorientated state, they blurted out words they probably shouldnt have, growing distressed and tired with this battle. "IM SO SICK OF THIS WHOLE BATTLE!!!" A couple of gasps for breath, perhaps a little too emotional. "This is so stupid and I hate it and I hate you and everything and I hate how even trying to do things that arent horrible are still horrible and Im gonna throw you across this camp by your tail if you dont GET OFFA ME!!!"

This was rapidly turning into a proper emotional freak out which in Mudhound terms either meant a crying fit if they were safe or blind rage of nothing but a snapping animal if they werent. Which they werent. So now, for riverclans sake because they truely did not think the clan deserved it the tripod was trying to forcefully push the tom off snarling as they did.


@Micanomancy

Sparrowsnarl
RiverClan
he/him | 50 moons
[Large, fluffy, dark brown tabby with amber eyes]
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Sparrowsnarl's relentless paws halted in their battering as Mudhound cried out in frustration, surprise in his amber gaze. What the hell? His lapse in focus made him vulnerable, and Mudhound's strength sent him tripping off to the side. He glowered at the tripod. "Surprising, coming from a cat who has invaded our camp twice now. Bumblestar's lackey indeed." He spat.

Sparrowsnarl kept his stance ready to leap at Mudhound should they try to fight back or run, but the cuts along his muzzle were stinging, and it was hard to keep the blood out of his eyes. He was a full maine coon, so they were of equal size. "I saw you targeting apprentices, you coward." Suddenly lunging forward, he aimed a swipe along Mudhound's nose.

[Holds Mudhound gently]