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Originally Posted by RavensCall
Robinscratch noticed the young cat. "What's wrong, sweetheart~?" she meowed in a sweet, motherly voice, "Who happened to have harmed you? Would you like your revenge?" She slowly circled around the apprentice with a vicious grin.
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Ghostpaw scowled murderously at the intruder. Seriously, she was tired of random cats popping into her PRIVATE LIFE just because they could. Yes, that included Bumblestar, too. The silvery she-cat frantically scrubbed at her face with a large paw before getting up and turning to face the absolute stranger. "I'm not no sweetheart of yours, or anybody's, for a fact. Get lost," she hissed, voice low, hinting a warning, yet scratchy from her crying. Not that the proud long-haired molly would admit it. "Go. Away. I don't need you,"
But something made the apprentice quail inwardly, staring at the warrior, defiant as she was, tail erect and poised. Somehow, that wacko's aura was telling the 'paw that it would be a grave mistake to attack. Sighing defeat, Ghost fell back onto her haunches. Being rebellious might not be the solution this time, unless she wanted to die... Wait, could she even die after dying? That sounded ridiculous. But if she could, where would her dead spirit go? Not something she wanted to try out, no.
Metallically hued eyes narrowed into slits, and would have shot daggers if they could. "What do you want from me?" she snarled, seeking an explanation from the Dark Forest cat without making herself sound like she was some begging fool.