sensitive topics A MONSTER IN THE SHAPE OF A GIRL ⁀➷ FIGHT

[FALLOWBITE]

ˏˋ*⁀➷　It blinks the black blots of pain from its eye, lets a snarl rise in its throat. Coward, her mind snarls at the invisible assailant, sneaking up behind her.

The highrock can't be much more than a foxlength away. Skyclaw's body dangles off, and it'd be so easy to tear him apart. He's waiting for her - and she pulls as hard as she can, to free her tail from the painful pinpricks. Tries to charge forward, and feels something snap, sharp and brutal. Her growing growl rises to a howl. "Let go of me," grates from between her teeth. She snaps them aimlessly, trying to twist to find her assailant. Skyclaw is momentarily forgotten in the haze of pain; she'll have to take care of this nuisance first.

‎‎┌── GOD KNOWS I❜M ONLY HUMAN ⁀➷ I GET SO INHUMANE ──┐‎

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  "SPEECH"

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  FALLOWBITE ⁀➷ she / it, warrior of thunderclan, twelve moons.
  ➳ a scarred, pointed brown and white molly with shaggy fur and golden eyes.
  ➳ standoffish and solitary, always seems to have a dark cloud hanging over its head.
  ➳ baying hound xx npc, littermate to antlerbreeze & doepath.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BRIARSONG]

☆⋅⋆ ── briarsong bites. doesn't let go until she feels brittle bones snapping between her jaws- until the rogue's pained howl rises above the thunder. she spats the blood from her mouth as if its impurity would sooner taint her own than wash away in the rain.

"what now, fallow?" the warrior sneers, lips curling with a cruel grin and long claws flexing into the softened ground. "i should've expected this much from you. a rogue with no loyalty, turning tail when things get tough." briarsong is a hypocrite in every right. but it didn't matter, not when the only witness would be dead soon. she sees the look in its eye, wild as the day she stumbled into thunderclan's camp. it only spurs her on.

"what now?" she snaps again, slinking closer, head in line with her shoulders as if she's stalking some defenseless mouse through the growth. "you gonna finish the job? kill him and be revered a 'hero' in the eyes of kittypets?" a dry scoff passes her lips, it was a laughable tale. "i'll tell you what no one else will- it won't work. they know what you are." a growl rumbles in her chest, enough talking. she didn't care enough to hear a response, lurching forward, briarsong extends her claws head on towards fallowbite's chest to try and pin it to the mud. her teeth were bared, all too ready to tear out the throat of a traitor. briarsong's message was clear enough. only one of them would be walking away from this.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── PRAISE ME FOR MARTYR ⋅☆⋅ PRAISE ME FOR SIN ──┐‎

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• BRIARSONG ✩ she/her, warrior of thunderclan, fourteen moons.
  ⭃ a well built solid black longhair with white markings and narrowed yellow eyes.
  ⭃ NPC x NPC / / former apprentice to saffronpounce
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ battle info
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[FALLOWBITE]

ˏˋ*⁀➷　Briarsong. Once its tail is lying limp and bloody upon the ground, it hears her voice. Sneering, taunting. Always acting like she's better than it is. It blinks the pain away and rounds on her.

Heavy breaths heave from the warrior's scar-torn form, something frenzied in her eye. Briarsong's cruelty is measured, easy and refined. Fallowbite's is ragged and bloody. She stalks forward, dragging the limp weight of her tail alongside her. Everyone in this clan always talks about loyalty; she's sick of it. Her loyalty is where it's always been: with her family. That's never changed.

Briarsong bowls her over, pins her to the dirt. It's a predictable first move, one she's been the victim of far too many times. She barks a laugh. "Think I care?" she spits, golden eye glinting. "Think I care what you think? What anyone thinks?" How typical, for a cat as selfish as she is to assume her own motives are the same. It couldn't care less about glory. Fallowbite lunges upward - snaps its teeth at the warrior pinning her - hoping for a flinch. Or a distraction, at least. Its back legs kick out at the same time, aiming to shove her away and roll onto its feet.

"'M not a hero. 'M a killer," she growls, "a rogue, a monster - you're right, everyone knows it. Nothin's gonna change that." It accepted its fate a long time ago. When it looks at its reflection, all it sees is Baying Hound. But at the least, at the least, it can still do better for its kin than she did. "Doesn't matter. I just wanna see him hurt like he made my siblings hurt." Each word is bitten out, harsh and vitriolic. Briarsong is one of them, and ThunderClan will never be a safe place with cats like her around. It surges forwards with a headbutt, putting all of its weight behind the blow. It needs to get her into a vulnerable spot, needs to find an opening... A spot to clamp its teeth down.

‎‎┌── GOD KNOWS I❜M ONLY HUMAN ⁀➷ I GET SO INHUMANE ──┐‎

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  "SPEECH"

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  FALLOWBITE ⁀➷ she / it, warrior of thunderclan, twelve moons.
  ➳ a scarred, pointed brown and white molly with shaggy fur and golden eyes.
  ➳ standoffish and solitary, always seems to have a dark cloud hanging over its head.
  ➳ baying hound xx npc, littermate to antlerbreeze & doepath.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BRIARSONG]

☆⋅⋆ ── "i think you should." briarsong snaps as her paws meet their target, as fallowbite deservingly meets the sodden ground. she feels her blood thrum in anticipation, ready to cull this traitor as she had done to ploverhop. her head dives forward, jaws aiming for its neck only to be met with resistance.

she feels teeth pull at the white fur of her throat, yanking it back just enough so fallowbite didn't have the chance to tear it out. her frustrated growl is interrupted by a harsh kick to her soft underbelly. briarsong groans as she stumbles back, acidic gaze narrowed as fallowbite pulls to her paws. it didn't know when to quit.

fallowbite charges forward again, foolishly brairsong holds her ground, foolishly she believes she could withstand such a blunt hit to her chest. it knocks the air from her lungs, leaves her gasping and choking, blurs the edges of her vision. desperately, a white paw dips into the mud, raises it up in an attempt to fling it across her opponent's remaining eye. with any luck, it'd impair her vision, give briarsong an unfair advantage. regardless of success, her claws continue to fly aimlessly in attempt to hit any part of fallowbite. "you're no killer. i still stand you spineless fraud." briarsong sputters, tail lashing violently as she searched keenly for an opening to end this ridiculous charade.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── PRAISE ME FOR MARTYR ⋅☆⋅ PRAISE ME FOR SIN ──┐‎

• OOC ⋆ ─
  
  

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• BRIARSONG ✩ she/her, warrior of thunderclan, fourteen moons.
  ⭃ a well built solid black longhair with white markings and narrowed yellow eyes.
  ⭃ NPC x NPC / / former apprentice to saffronpounce
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ battle info
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[FALLOWBITE]

ˏˋ*⁀➷　Briarsong crumples before her, stumbles back with a pained gasp. Its maw twists into a smile, cruel and spiteful. There's something satisfying in seeing her brought down, this cat who thinks she's so far above it. There's power in not being scared, in not caring. Briarsong's word's fall upon deaf ears, Fallowbite caught up in little more than the thrumming of adrenaline coursing through her veins.

The murky warrior flicks mud across its face, and it could almost laugh. "Coward" it snarls, blinking its single eye against the muck. She's resorting to petty tricks; it might as well have already won. Her voice is wavering, her claws growing frenzied in their aimless swiping. She's still trying to pretend she has the upper hand. It closes in. "Shut up" it rumbles, and its teeth part.

It can't see her clearly, but it doesn't matter. It hardly reacts to the claws raking across its pelt; it can already taste vengeance between its teeth. It snaps, over and over again, tugging at bits of fur until - finally, it clamps down. Somewhere between her chest and throat, it thinks, though its movements are blind. Hungry teeth find warm meat, and it does not let go. No matter how much Briarsong resists, it clamps down. The tang of iron is sweet. It lets itself savor it for a moment.

And then it pulls back and tears, with all of the force it can muster. Rips the life from the warrior's body in a cascade of red.

Its breaths heave from the warrior's tired body as it blinks past the final remnants of mud. It stands over a crumpled body draped in shades of black and red.

‎‎┌── GOD KNOWS I❜M ONLY HUMAN ⁀➷ I GET SO INHUMANE ──┐‎

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  "SPEECH"

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  FALLOWBITE ⁀➷ she / it, warrior of thunderclan, thirteen moons.
  ➳ a scarred, pointed brown and white molly with shaggy fur and golden eyes.
  ➳ standoffish and solitary, always seems to have a dark cloud hanging over its head.
  ➳ baying hound xx npc, littermate to antlerbreeze & doepath.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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