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If things had been different would he even be here? Would he too have followed the matriarch into her descent to darkness? Would he have shed the blood of his kin without hesitation in her name? Was his early death a mercy to spare his soul knowing he might have followed her dutifully without...

He did not want to hear talk of loyalty from a cat like her, whose loyalties seemingly changed on a whim, who could not decide where to place her support until the last moment; cowardly choosing the sides that benefit her bleedingheart morals more. He'd never despised a cat as much as her: the...

Hyacinthbreath preached like she pledged her loyalty: wasting both time and air with her hypocrisy. There are teeth on his scruff as he moves to leave, his own weight used against him and the bridge hits his side to send him rolling back to leap upward onto his feet once more. Across the bridge...

She would always be just a loud little ingrate to him, a parasite; small and pervasive. She kept speaking about standing up to cats when she was merely weak-willed and wrong. "You never deserved WindClan. A clan of strong, noble cats. You are a simpering little whelp with a softheart who thinks...

He begrudingly tolerated being laid upon, not bothering to lift his head. After all it would be poor manners to ask his questions and then shove her rudely. Besides, if it truly bothered him then he would have not allowed it in the first place. Irritating as it was to have her personal space...

Border patrols with RiverClan were a pain. He despised the scent of them, the very sight of them, at least most clans faked pleasantries in passing but the fools across the water only shot back remarks and barbed jabs to any who might come across them. He still remembers the patrol where those...

"You are a thorn in my side." Spiderbloom had always been a menace, constantly following him and making her little quips and always slipping onto patrols or otherwise to pester him while he worked. The ticked tom begrudgingly tolerated her for the good of the clan and to ensure their duties were...

Fire bloomed in his chest, burned and ramapaged through his veins in disbelief and outrage. He was seconds from snapping his teeth, his tail flicking behind him in a violent lash as he stalked forward. Sootstar's initial remark on the boy's absence was eventually met with the slow realization...

He stalked in silence along behind the group, glancing around quietly for any stone that might look proper for the burial plots of their dead; something that reflected StarClan's shine from above and he wandered past Curlewnose to paw at a pile of rubble and lower his nose down to examine the...

So they were to do this then? He had expected the push to send their new medicine cat to the Moonstone was coming as well as to gather a proper stone for Sunsetbreeze and the rest of their fallen clanmates, but he'd not expected to attend the matter himself along with a select few others...

He's never been one for idle chitchat but the quiet patrol of equally aloof warriors reminded him that he was now apprenticeless soon and would possibly miss the chatter in time. Windpaw had not been exactly enthusiastic but they had been enough noise in the background to give him distraction...

It would bring him no end of delight to hear news that Hyacinthbreath drowned in the flooded RiverClan camp because she couldn't swim, would certainly server he traitorous heart right. His shoulders still bore her scars, now that she was fighting alongside the fisheaters there would be no...

"Is that you volunteering to go in the tunnels to work, Firepaw? It certainly sounds like it." One often held their commentary when wishing others good luck. While he himself was not particularly interested in the aspect of tunneler life and even often looked down upon the cats at times, he...

He was not so kind as to give them much of a headstart once they took off from the edge of the camp's border, prepared to pursue but knowing the weather would keep them from claiming a kill unless either fool stumbled proper but with their lives on the line they were surefooted as ever; if only...

His eyes burn, turns to Jaggedoak with a stare so sharp it is a wonder the brute keeps his blood in his body. To think he was once one of Sootstar’s more loyal only to turn so bitterly when she is being disrespected to blatantly before him; perhaps he would like to join Hyacinthbreath in...