BLOODWING
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- Dec 8, 2023
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Bloodpaw did not think it possible to find food uncomfortable, with an appetite as large as her mentor's ambitions, she knew her reaction to an invasion of prey should've been one of great glee. The grin upon her muzzle, therefore, was instantaneous before she even had a chance to register that endless frogs hopping through the camp was horrifying. The noise was like buzzing in her ears, the mindless stares of frogs entering each nest like nightmare fuel; there was a confidence in these creatures that Bloodpaw had seen in no other, that in itself was enough to make her hesitate as she ran to her family's side. A slimy paw grazed her leg and instinctively, she recoiled the limb and hissed, "Begone foxdung!" She eyed up the frog beneath her and, with a swing of a paw, sent it flying towards another clanmate - hopefully a clanmate who was better suited for hunting than she was. 'Maybe if I pretend I'm fighting Wartstar, this'll be easier,' she reasoned, inhaling deeply as she tried to find Singepaw within the crowd. A battle, and a competition sounded mighty fine right about now. "Yeeesh, I'm never gonna wanna see another frog again!"