- Dec 21, 2023
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Badgerstripe's temper had been tested again and again lately. It seems she's been at her wits' end the past few days, the way she feels her anger swell up in her heart like an overflowing dam, threatening all those around her with an outburst that reminds her terribly of her old self. Skyclaw taking over, Howlingstar's death, the awful naming of warriors who deserved better - it's all too much, it seems. It must be really getting to her, she thinks.
Today, it's every little thing. It's too hot; the sun beats on her just the wrong way; Skyclaw and his cronies are too loud and too overbearing. It's about time for her morning meal with Sleekserpent, but the thought of food makes her stomach churn - perhaps a side effect of waking up on the wrong side of the nest, it seems.
As her friend approaches, Badgerstripe is already prepared with a well-timed turn of her nose. " I'm not hungry this morning, Sleekserpent, " she mumbles, resting her chin solemnly on her paws. But, rather than taking her words, he sets the morsel of prey down next to her and noses it towards her, insisting. A sweet gesture, if only it was a lie that he was seeing through. Rather, she feels sick at the sight of the prey. Or.. is it the sight of them?
" No, I'm serious. Thank you, though, " Badgerstripe says again, more sternly this time. But again, Sleekserpent insists - and there feels something feral about the way Badgerstripe's head snaps up and fixes them with a sharp glare as the bad mood that had just been simmering, now finally boils over.
Before she has the chance to even think, her mouth takes a direction of its own, separating from the ache in her heart. " I said, I'm not hungry! Get that out of my face! " Badgerstripe snaps, lashing out to swipe the piece of prey away with an outstretched blue paw. Her voice is raised far louder than intended, and just like when she had snipped at Vixenpaw just a few sunrises ago, she feels as if even the birdsong goes quiet, and every eye in the forest is burning into her. But this time, rather than apologizing, she turns her head back to thump her chin back on her paws, resuming her staring towards the camp's wall. Her frustration, in the mean time, simmers down just as quickly as it had bubbled up - replacing her harsh words with tears dotting her eyes.
BADGERSTRIPE ( she/her )
Today, it's every little thing. It's too hot; the sun beats on her just the wrong way; Skyclaw and his cronies are too loud and too overbearing. It's about time for her morning meal with Sleekserpent, but the thought of food makes her stomach churn - perhaps a side effect of waking up on the wrong side of the nest, it seems.
As her friend approaches, Badgerstripe is already prepared with a well-timed turn of her nose. " I'm not hungry this morning, Sleekserpent, " she mumbles, resting her chin solemnly on her paws. But, rather than taking her words, he sets the morsel of prey down next to her and noses it towards her, insisting. A sweet gesture, if only it was a lie that he was seeing through. Rather, she feels sick at the sight of the prey. Or.. is it the sight of them?
" No, I'm serious. Thank you, though, " Badgerstripe says again, more sternly this time. But again, Sleekserpent insists - and there feels something feral about the way Badgerstripe's head snaps up and fixes them with a sharp glare as the bad mood that had just been simmering, now finally boils over.
Before she has the chance to even think, her mouth takes a direction of its own, separating from the ache in her heart. " I said, I'm not hungry! Get that out of my face! " Badgerstripe snaps, lashing out to swipe the piece of prey away with an outstretched blue paw. Her voice is raised far louder than intended, and just like when she had snipped at Vixenpaw just a few sunrises ago, she feels as if even the birdsong goes quiet, and every eye in the forest is burning into her. But this time, rather than apologizing, she turns her head back to thump her chin back on her paws, resuming her staring towards the camp's wall. Her frustration, in the mean time, simmers down just as quickly as it had bubbled up - replacing her harsh words with tears dotting her eyes.
( ooc ) please wait for @Sleekserpent.
