[SuspiciousMindz]

 

Originally Posted by sleepyyjax

Newtbelly
he/him - Agatha Kitty - 15 moons
ShadowClan

header by @/Daragca

Usual routine. Get up, have a stretch, clean up, stretch some more, clean some more... Newtbelly found himself far less bored with an apprentice, still... ShadowClan was continuing to be far too peaceful for his taste. Lick lick lick, clean clean clean, stretch stretch stretch... Mornings were boring no matter what, but they were definitely becoming the most stale part of his routine. Just as he was about to rise to his paws, his ex-mentor's voice echoed throughout the den. Yikes, this early in the morning?! Evidently, the tom never seemed to be plagued by the same social worries as Newtbelly. However, he often noticed that they shared the same solitary nature. Not even Newtbelly knew Owlthroat's reasons. Soon enough, none other than Hawkbite responded. Newtbelly loved a good spar, but fighting one of the enforcers terrified him. He noticed how Owlthroat spoke to him so casually, was he crazy?? It was possible, he thought, a laugh escaping his lips. Attention suddenly on him, the tom realised he had to at least say something - uhhh -- "I wouldn't miss this for the world!" He blurted out, calling to Owlthroat across the den. He often found himself teasing the burly tom, knowing he could just about get away with it. That said, he wasn't too sure how to act around Hawkbite, hopefully his comment hadn't annoyed him...


@Daragca Owlthroat

@SuspiciousMindz Hawkbite

Originally Posted by Daragca

Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 39 moons
Beefed Up T1 - Just A Scratch
The Dancing Bird

He looked over awaiting a response to see Hawkbite stir in his nest. The Commander, oh heck maybe he’d bitten off more than he could chew here. Swallowing the anxiety that swiftly arose like a large clump of moss in his throat. No, he was a very competent fighter; this was something he could manage. His only strength lay on the battlefield he wasn’t going to let that slip away from him because of some silly enforcer title. Owlthroat knew his talent, he would batter this cat then smirk upon his newfound reputation.

”No need to go easy Hawkbite, sparring is for building strength.” Words slipping out gruffly as he gave a nod in his direction and raised his haunches. Leaning down to stretch out his muscles in swift preparation. This would be a challenge for sure, one he now convinced himself he could meet with force and grace. Something to leave his ego beaming after all had been said and done.

”An edge of the clearing work for you?” Already preparing himself mentally to get out of the stuffy den and breath some adrenaline filled air. The kind which swirled around when paws and claws started to fly, he had a few new moves he wanted to try. Perhaps not the most respectable, but moves which would surely catch Hawkbite off guard.

He found a smile began to creep over his blacked lips.

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[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws

Hawkbite answered that question with action, getting to his paws and padding out of the Warriors' Den and towards one of the corners of the camp. He stood below one of the large trees and waited for Owlthroat to catch up. It sounded like Newtbelly was going to watch, which Hawkbite didn't mind. He wasn't going to wait up on a bystander though. Newtbelly either kept up or missed the spar completely.

"You asked, so you start," Hawkbite spoke simply when Owlthroat would eventually catch up. The Commander dropped into a battle crouch, flexing his claws into the soil and rolling his shoulders in preparation for the amount of movement he'd be doing. He didn't know Owlthroat's battle strategy -- if this warrior preferred fighting with brute strength or not -- but the Commander would have to learn quickly. Most of the clan knew Hawkbite fought with speed and stealth tactics, but did this warrior know?