[dionysus]

[ @Arie ]

Rushingmoor was considering going for the kill and just ending this torture once and for all when he heard a familiar voice. Somehow, Stagpaw had squeezed out from under Rushingmoor and was now being squished- exactly what Rush had been trying to avoid. The stripes warrior shoved through the mass of cats toward the apprentice, shouldering frenzied warriors and apprentices away with no hesitation until he was standing over Stagpaw again.

This time, Rushingmoor snatched Stagpaw’s scruff and lifted him swiftly out of the crowd, craning his neck so that Stag was out of the mess but in perfect position to kick cats in the face. Using the apprentice as a wrecking ball of sorts, Rushingmoor pushed out of the swarm and dropped Stagpaw on the open ground, panting.

“You okay, little bug?”

What was up with that? He’d never sounded so concerned for a kid’s wellbeing. Oof was he turning soft? It seemed that Twig and Bug had turned him into a soft cat. Shaking his head at himself, he turned to check on Twilight from afar, figuring that she’d be pissed if he jumped in but leaving it as an option just in case.