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Originally Posted by Coriander
Asterpaw reared back, shaking his head irritably. Her blow to his ear had hardly hurt, but the one on his cheek stung horribly. He shook his head again, and drops of scarlet flew from the wounds and onto the ground. “This is how power should be used,” he spat. “They aren’t using me; I’m using them to get what I want. And that’s a chance to make this Clan powerful!” He bunched his muscles and slammed into her again, teeth bared in a ferocious snarl. “You know, if you had actually fought I think you would have given me a run for my mice,” he growled. “Too bad you give up too easily. Any last words before I send you to StarClan?”
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He's actually willing to kill me... I can't believe him! Smallpaw Thought. She hit the ground with a thud and looked at Asterpaw. "Your crazy. Killing cats isn't going to help anything!" She hissed, pinning him down. "I think your the one who's supposed to die!" She growled.