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Twilight would be relieved to hear the she-cats disdain, but wouldn't dare take her eyes away whilst slinking further back and out of any of the threes perimeter. Sure, she wouldn't participate unless absolutely necessary. Although, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to observe them fighing.. she'd probably be forced into such a situation like this in the moons before her, and such knowledge would be critical. Deciding, Twilight would go to find a place to hide and observe, much like how an new apprentice or kit would watch his or her other clanmates spar and train. The blood lust wasn't any less sickening, but she was just going have to live with it. Get use to it. Use it. Manipulate it. Orrrr, she could just avoid it in general, and live a peaceful, fun life, y'know?
AHHH MAN! Seriously >.< Ok, Ok, well scratch all of that!
Twilight friggin booked it. She be gone!
(In the background one could hear a two-leg play, FlIp This DuNg I'm OUT!)
The extra details: She would weave in bamboozling zigzags and u-turns, using any coverage in the area and creating a maze of her own scent. This was not her first rodeo.