[dionysus]

[ @Arie @Redtalon ]

Snarling slobbering jaws and the snap of claws filled Wrenkit’s mind and ears and he clawed at his own head to get the noises to stop. The young tom’s eyes were squeezed shut against images of black and white brutes and slavering beasts. Why did Swallow have to bring up badgers again? He hated when she did that!

Gradually, Kes managed to break through his stupor and Wren moved closer, brushing his fur against his brother’s with a shuddering sigh as the touch calmed him. Of course, Swallow was barely paying attention and when Wren could finally open his eyes he glowered at her grumpily. The speechless kit had worked out ways to get his ideas across and he gestured angrily at his sister to let her know he was pissed.

As the panic faded, though, the prank seemed more important and he let his anger dry up, choosing to focus on the ideas instead. He liked the thought of pouncing on Buckstar when he laid in his best but was rather against the idea of try to pummel their leader. To show what he thought was best, Wren ran to a shadowy corner and crouched down to remove himself from sight before scampering our and pouncing in Buckstar’s nest as if onto the leader himself.