pafp BEAT BY BEAT [spar]

[LAUGHBLOSSOM]

𓇢𓇢 How did he end up in this situation, exactly? The chocolate tabby isn't entirely certain, but it definitely includes some terrible decision-making on his part, because he’s not only asked one of his clanmates to spar with him, but someone actually said yes. "Alright... I'm ready." He looks up, meets pink eyes that look even more haunting in the shade of the tree that hangs over them both. Ah, she's frightening, he thinks, and doesn't feel even a bit guilty about it. She is an intimidating opponent for Laughblossom to find himself facing down—she's so much more warrior than he is, in spite of her relatively recent joining in contrast with Laughblossom's entire lifetime spent in ThunderClan. Her perfectly pristine, put-together appearance only serves to throw him off more; if he were not around to have seen the she-cat's ferocity in battle, he would hardly believe she were capable of violence at all. Looking at her now, he could easily be fooled into thinking her more of a lover than a fighter, much the same as himself. But beneath that lovely, silken fur lies a true warrior, a defender. And he... he's the fool who's decided to be her punching bag for the day.

He knows that this sparring will only end in one way: with Laughblossom begging for mercy and cursing himself for even putting forth whatever pitiful effort he's about to offer up to her. Shaking his head and squaring his shoulders, he looks the other warrior in the eye. "Okay. Just… consider going easy on me?" His plea is likely to fall on deaf ears, but it’s worth a try, he thinks. So with that stated, the tabby tom finally rushes at the she-cat, attempting to swipe out at her chest. It’s sloppy, the culmination of moons of warriorship spent preening and hunting rather than engaging in any sort of violence. But it is, truthfully, all he’s got.

like the dawn ❀༄ woke the world inside of me

• ooc: @THUNDERGLEAM
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• LAUGHBLOSSOM ❯❯ he/him, warrior of thunderclan
  𓇢 silky-furred chocolate tabby with white spotting and hazel eyes. joyous and loud, but deeply protective of his clan.
  𓇢 brother to lovelight, joywing, wrathpaw, pridepaw, merrypaw
  𓇢 peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  𓇢 penned by foxlore

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[THUNDERGLEAM]

Of course, she was delighted to assist someone in their skill improvement; Laughblossom had a joyful, wonderful name, but it was not one that spoke to her of a fighting spirit. Blinking eagerly, she squared off with him now - since he had asked, it was only the polite thing to do to offer him the first move, was it not? "I am, too," she purred with a graceful sway of her tufted tail, blush-hues eyes glimmering eagerly, a gentle smile written upon her lips. Truly, she was not here to intimidate ... but that did not mean she did not want to win.

Consider going easy on me. "I shall try," she chuckled, a teasing harmony to airy tones. There was not a moment between her finishing her sentence, however, and Laughblossom surging forth- Thundergleam readied herself, muscles twitching taut and guarded. His swipe for her middle made contact, but she wondered what his followup was, for it did not do anything to disturb her balance. Taking a fleet, light step backward, Thundergleam kept quick on her feet and attempted to swiftly swipe at Laughblossom's legs, aiming to throw him off balance for an opening. ​

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[leafhusk]

when you’re a warrior, it’s important to keep your skills sharp. a battle could happen at any moment, so you have to be prepared— ugh, it sounds so professional. make sure you’re not rusty, stretch the claws… mentor yourself when you have free time. this is who leafhusk has become, she supposes; at least the fur atop her nose is still brown.

she watches laughblossom and thundergleam with interest, eyeing their movements carefully. she’s watched thundergleam fight milkwhisker before, and he lost horribly, but with dignity. while the chocolate tabby, on the other paw… he’s always been more of a poet in her eyes. he carries himself with a frivolous attitude, and he’s known to become a chatterbox during the quietest patrols. there’s heart in the warrior, for sure; but leafhusk isn’t sure how laughblossom got roped into this as well.

"i’ll bet on two dawn patrols he doesn’t get taken down in three turns." she gently nudges the clanmate next to her, keeping her voice low.

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[antlerbreeze]

She thinks she's seen enough battle for a lifetime- but it never ends, does it? As she grows close to the scene, she settles down next to Leafhusk. A figure she finds familiar, one she knows and has leaned against in moons prior. When Howlingstar broke her leg, Leafhusk was there to continue her training, if only for a moon or two. Of that, she was deeply appreciative. Antlerbreeze brushed her shoulder against the other's in greeting.

Eyes shift to the spar as Laughblossom tries his best, but it's clear that Thundergleam has more intent- more plan to her battle then just hit-and-win. Her ear twitches at Leafhusk's whisper, and a tiny bubble of laughter leaves her. One that leaves even her surprised that it was still something that could be drawn out of her. A breath leaves her as she considers, then responds lightly to Leafhusk. "A day-long hunting patrol on Thundergleam's win." She contests back, a tiny smile finding her face in amusement.

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• ANTLERBREEZE she/her, warrior of thunderclan, thirteen moons.
  ⭃ LH cinnamon lynx sepia with low white. smaller body, agile and slippery, fits really well in small gaps in the underbrush. soft spoken but strong and determined.
  ⭃ previously mentored by howlingstar / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after no one / / sibling to fallowbite and doepath
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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