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Originally Posted by navarra
Ayyyye, yeah. Ouch. He stumbled a step, blinked lethargically, then turned to peer at Bumblestar. Alderstep cleared his throat and righted himself. "They're back at the ravine. Spiderthroat has taken things over. Mudhound is severely injured, and so are Violetfreckle, Leafpaw, Lotuspaw, Firestream, and Rainfall. Reinforcements helped kill the remaining foxes. None left." Simple, to the point. Relishing. He doused himself in it, the straight fact and bluntness.
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All Bumblestar could really do was stare. She wanted to smack him again, maybe right down the center of the fresh gash already on his face. That didn’t look like fox, that looked like cat, and Bumblestar really didn’t even care. Whoever had tried to bash some sense into him had good reason. Maybe she'd give them an award when they came back.
"I know Lotuspaw is injured." Her tone shifted in a matter of seconds from rough and thundering to low and venomous, eyes locked onto him.
"She came staggering into camp, beaten and bleeding, calling for reinforcements, by herself. Why was she sent back by herself? Why was she even out there in the first place? Leafpaw, too! Six moons old, the both of them, with as far as I'm aware hardly a lick of battle training between either!"
She took a step forward, claws sinking into the dirt as her tail lashed behind her.
"Why are the others back at the ravine, and you here, standing in front of me, with hardly a scratch on you? Who in StarClan's name has ever told you that it's acceptable to leave your patrol behind after a fight like this, especially when they're battered and bloody on your behalf?"