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Bunnykit was still pouting from the fact he couldn't fight, as he snuggled himself up to papa owls leg, ears down. "Hmph! that stupid meanie Hawkbite won't let me fight!"
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His whisker twitched at Dawnstar's words, but he didn't comment on the 2 v 1 she had in mind. They'd find out in their own time. However, he did move swiftly following the statement about ending the fight whenever.
"ENOUGH!"
He'd yowl, catching attention of the clan and the cats gathered around. He'd get to his paws and pad between the tattered warriors. Nothing too extreme, otherwise Hawkbite would've stepped in sooner, but enough to create noticeable wounds. Excitement for the clan and scars for their stories later.
Sitting between the two cats, he'd address Dawnstar and the rest of the clan, although he'd eye Hazycry suspiciously. He'd allow the two warriors to calm down and make their peace before continuing with the decision process. "If you have comments or opinions on either cat, now's your time to speak! Dawnstar will be deciding the outcome, but first..."
Hawkbite would be on his paws and turn quickly to Hazycry, his tail lashing behind him. "Hazycry, some of those dodges were impressive... pray tell, how could you predict some of them?" Hawkbite inquired, a dangerous warning behind his tone. He could recall overhearing Lostspark's kits talking about how her blindness suddenly disappeared one day. He wasn't sure he ever believed that... but this situation was making him think twice. Was this the case for Hazycry? He'd hate for her to be a liar.
ׂ╰┈➤ Sleepysunrise ✘ Shc Medicine Cat ←
☽ She/Her, 14 Moons ✧.* Petite dark semi-long-furred feline with white tufts across her body, white freckles and piercing blue eyes ☾
Shadow Fiend * CALL ME MONSTER * Silk Spinner * Purrk
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Who knew her grandmother could be such a party pooper. She, the fighter of fighters, strongest of them all, always working and always training, never a day of rest - who would have thought that she would deny her ever-seeking-to-please granddaughter a fight. Some may call her pouting adorable, she called it the anger of a thousand suns. All because of some stupid cheater. At least, on the bright side, Birdecho was here to keep this fight entertaining. Really, there was nothing interesting or particularly fun about the way Hazycry was getting beat up. To Sleepysunrise, this fight was lost before it even began - I mean, just look at all those injuries! Bellyrub could have gone a little easier on the wannabe, she clearly couldn't keep up with him.
"HUH, I'd almost think she wasn't lying about no longer being blind."
Sleepysunrise eventually echoed into the crowd, heard jerking towards her sister in a rough movement - trying to whisper and miserably failing - her brows squinting suspiciously. A part of her was screaming that Hazycry had been lying to them all along, and simply couldn't hide it anymore that she was never blind to begin with. Sleepysunrise was unconsciously grinding her teeth. After all, even to the medic, the way she avoided that dirt was suspicious. "Even with the..."
Ten? Eleven? What was that weird expression again? She scrunched up her nose in thought. Whatever, she huffed, Newtbelly clearly won this fight.
Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 48 moons Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2 The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat gently hushed young Bunnykit, ”Don’t worry, we’ll spar sometime soon.” An uninterested promise he would have no problem keeping, but mainly something for the youngster to chew over before he stepped forward. Hawkbite’s questioning set his fur on edge and his mind returned once again to that question that was ticking away before. Finally slotting into place as the healer blurted out her echo. She gave him chills even from there.
But she was right, his yellow eyes slitted and thrust their way in her direction. Giving a swift but decisive nod, a moment perhaps of companionship amongst their typical odd dynamic. But it felt unnaturally natural to agree this once.
Owlthroat didn’t bother to beat around the bush with his presumptions.
”She doesn’t fight like a blind cat”, his voice came out with an unintentional snarl to its edge. ”Newtbelly was as silent as a mouse, yet she managed to hear his movements. It would be disappointing if this fight started and ended with a lack of integrity. I’d be hypocritical to complain about fighting dirty, but straight dishonesty leaves a bitter taste.” His snarl subsided and he bore down Hazycry with his eyes, it wasn’t a question for her but he almost wanted her to bubble over under his gaze and spill her guts. The suspicion was far too much for him to juggle, it was much easier to assume and retract later if he was proved to be wrong.
It wasn’t common for cats to lose their sight and regain it through some faith that Starclan threw back at them. But it wasn’t unheard of, the clan above could do great things if willed to. Perhaps Hazycry was underneath their favour, perhaps it was a curse in disguise.
”She’s battered and done for.” His last words were a throwaway huff. Yet his ears stayed alert, he had a feeling the interesting part of this was yet to come. He had his brother’s fight to watch yet, after all.
Bunnykit ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Fearless ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
He/Him | Kit | 5 moons | Shadowclan
``Dont Wanna Take My Time! Dont Wanna Waste One Line!``
Purrks:
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Bunnykit snorted as his father made the accusations of the challenger, but mostly distracted by the fact that he was gonna spar with papa owls! Maybe he could sneak attack papa and surprise him! The lean kit stretched his head, blinking.
"What shadowclan cat would straight up lie about being blind though papa? I mean, were not riverclan cats!" The small kit huffed, ears pinning.
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➳ white, orange and brown tabico with cloudy blue eyes
➳ rough around the edges, antisocial, self-depricating
"I once believed that the road of happiness continued forever and ever into the distance. When it was destroyed, I realized for the first time that it lies upon a thin sheet of glass."
❧ this character often portrays self-hate, interact with caution
MY CATS THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS DO NOT REPRESENT MY OWN
she winced as she placed pressure on her leg. oooookay perhaps it was more injured than she thought it was. the adrenaline in the moment had drawn her attention away from it, and now that it was fading everything throbbed. well fought
she almost groaned as hawkbite spoke to her, play stupid about the dirt, "when one of your senses is gone, the others tend to heighten, even if minimally." that one wasnt a lie. "i could hear the air parting with his strikes." she looked at hawkbite with a later look on her face. the lying part was mostly to cover it up with the rest of the clan.
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ARE YOU SERIOUS, ARE YOU ACTUALLY SERIOUS? this has to be a dream, because what kind of stunt did sleepysunrise just pull?? she turned her head slowly towards her cousin. if looks could kill, the medic would be ashes… no not even ashes. atoms.
she had trusted the medicine cat with a secret, and that trust was broken, not even a moon later. back to square one. and she's not doing anything to mend the relationship any longer. hah.
she's grown up. far slower than she should have, but now she knew the difference of what family should and shouldnt do. hawkpaw did the thing that shouldnt be done, abandoned her. and now, sleepysunrise had betrayed her trust. she was done. done with cats who didnt give a damn about her.
her great-grandmother probably hated her, her father and siblings were gone, and her cousin betrayed her trust. hahahaaaa no one really cared about her, did they?
no. perhaps from now on they werent related to her? most of them werent related by blood anyway, and she needed to separate herself from her main source of pain and suffering. she would think about it.
no point in hiding it anymore, she played stupidly, and she's facing the consequences. "i was fully ready to live my entire life in blindness, i thought my sister dying in front of my face had to be a dream, some sick twisted nightmare, and the stars, or really more likely the dark forest, apparently had other ideas and took my thoughts literally." she peeled her lips back -painfully- in a snarl as flashes of her hawkpaws corpse in front of her eyes littered her mind. constantly. she left out the whole thing about hawkpaw going blind in turn, they didnt need to know that. did they? "as for why i havent said anything? there's a benefit for thinking your allies are weaker than you are." she had half a mind to just turn and leave for the med den, but she needed to hear the results, and so far, she wasnt hearing anything good.
say what you want about me, i'll just add it to my portfolio of self-hatred.
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MY CATS THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS DO NOT REPRESENT MY OWN
she winced as she placed pressure on her leg. oooookay perhaps it was more injured than she thought it was. the adrenaline in the moment had drawn her attention away from it, and now that it was fading everything throbbed. well fought
she almost groaned as hawkbite spoke to her, play stupid about the dirt, "when one of your senses is gone, the others tend to heighten, even if minimally." that one wasnt a lie. "i could hear the air parting with his strikes." she looked at hawkbite with a later look on her face. the lying part was mostly to cover it up with the rest of the clan.
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ARE YOU SERIOUS, ARE YOU ACTUALLY SERIOUS? this has to be a dream, because what kind of stunt did sleepysunrise just pull?? she turned her head slowly towards her cousin. if looks could kill, the medic would be ashes… no not even ashes. atoms.
she had trusted the medicine cat with a secret, and that trust was broken, not even a moon later. back to square one. and she's not doing anything to mend the relationship any longer. hah.
she's grown up. far slower than she should have, but now she knew the difference of what family should and shouldnt do. hawkpaw did the thing that shouldnt be done, abandoned her. and now, sleepysunrise had betrayed her trust. she was done. done with cats who didnt give a damn about her.
her great-grandmother probably hated her, her father and siblings were gone, and her cousin betrayed her trust. hahahaaaa no one really cared about her, did they?
no. perhaps from now on they werent related to her? most of them werent related by blood anyway, and she needed to separate herself from her main source of pain and suffering. she would think about it.
no point in hiding it anymore, she played stupidly, and she's facing the consequences. "i was fully ready to live my entire life in blindness, i thought my sister dying in front of my face had to be a dream, some sick twisted nightmare, and the stars, or really more likely the dark forest, apparently had other ideas and took my thoughts literally." she peeled her lips back -painfully- in a snarl as flashes of her hawkpaws corpse in front of her eyes littered her mind. constantly. she left out the whole thing about hawkpaw going blind in turn, they didnt need to know that. did they? "as for why i havent said anything? there's a benefit for thinking your allies are weaker than you are." she had half a mind to just turn and leave for the med den, but she needed to hear the results, and so far, she wasnt hearing anything good.
say what you want about me, i'll just add it to my portfolio of self-hatred.
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He halted, as Hazycry... stepped back? Now, what was the point in that? Hawkbite was here to stop them. If winning took fighting until one of them literally collapsed, he'd do it. But, he supposed he didn't need to, now that Hazycry had taken it upon herself to end it. He wanted to protest, complain that he could easily keep going, that she'd be down in a few seconds - but part of him was grateful. His wounds burnt, and he wanted nothing more than to sleep in his nest. Which is saying a lot, for a cat who normally tries to be an early bird and a night owl. So, he stepped back, without a proper word - just a single, "tsk." As he stepped, he felt his leg shake for a moment. Perhaps, sheer adrenaline was the only thing keeping him going.
Then, as though summoned, Hawkbite was in. Extra measure, just in case either of them went to lash out again he supposed. He simply focused in keeping himself cognisant, as Hawkbite spoke. Clan opinions were coming up. He didn't know anyone with a particularly close tie to Hazycry, she stuck him as slightly inconsequential if he was honest. Though, he'd be a fool to ignore the fact that he didn't have any kind of outstanding achievements to show.
Then, Hawkbite's words made his eyes widen. So, the dodging appeared abnormal to Hawkbite? There was a clear air of suspicion, or warning, perhaps. During the fight, Newtbelly had simply decided his stealth simply wasn't what he thought it was. But, if what Hawkbite was suggesting was true... The real answer may be very different. Sleepysunrise then reiterated the suspicion but... Far less subtly. He blinked in disbelief. Owlthroat too. Who, thankfully, reaffirmed the facts he'd just gathered. He was silent. Silent as ever. Peculiar, wasn't it?
He stayed put where he was, ribs visibly moving in and out - he was clearly still catching his breath.
He halted, as Hazycry... stepped back? Now, what was the point in that? Hawkbite was here to stop them. If winning took fighting until one of them literally collapsed, he'd do it. But, he supposed he didn't need to, now that Hazycry had taken it upon herself to end it. He wanted to protest, complain that he could easily keep going, that she'd be down in a few seconds - but part of him was grateful. His wounds burnt, and he wanted nothing more than to sleep in his nest. Which is saying a lot, for a cat who normally tries to be an early bird and a night owl. So, he stepped back, without a proper word - just a single, "tsk." As he stepped, he felt his leg shake for a moment. Perhaps, sheer adrenaline was the only thing keeping him going.
Then, as though summoned, Hawkbite was in. Extra measure, just in case either of them went to lash out again he supposed. He simply focused in keeping himself cognisant, as Hawkbite spoke. Clan opinions were coming up. He didn't know anyone with a particularly close tie to Hazycry, she stuck him as slightly inconsequential if he was honest. Though, he'd be a fool to ignore the fact that he didn't have any kind of outstanding achievements to show.
Then, Hawkbite's words made his eyes widen. So, the dodging appeared abnormal to Hawkbite? There was a clear air of suspicion, or warning, perhaps. During the fight, Newtbelly had simply decided his stealth simply wasn't what he thought it was. But, if what Hawkbite was suggesting was true... The real answer may be very different. Sleepysunrise then reiterated the suspicion but... Far less subtly. He blinked in disbelief. Owlthroat too. Who, thankfully, reaffirmed the facts he'd just gathered. He was silent. Silent as ever. Peculiar, wasn't it?
He stayed put where he was, ribs visibly moving in and out - he was clearly still catching his breath.
Flytail
48 Moons
He/Him
Purrks: Shadow fiend Dont mind if I do (ACTIVATING)
Flat till quickly padded over to his brother, our throat keep an eye on hazy cry. He gave a glance over to new belly and gave a nod. There was a couple of other smaller cats next to his brother, but he paid them little attention. He then sat down next to Owlthroat. His tail brushed his brother’s and almost instantly he felt a different sense of strength. It almost felt like he could keep fighting forever his tiredness is now gone. He then motioned for mosstangle to come over she was his fighting partner afterall and he needed to talk strategy “What do you think the best stradegy is for me? As you know, I’m not a heavy hitter however I can last for quite some time.”
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Voice claim:Hades from Hercules (FLYTAIL IS STEALING just a scratch from Owlthroat)
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