- Mar 15, 2024
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Heh... heh... Yeah... I'm gonna win, she thinks to herself while hunkered just around a sharp corner that might better obscure a pelt littered with twigs. She waits alike a hunter stalking her prey, eager eyes searching for the familiar fur of a den-mate she'd only ever known to be a source of sincere entertainment and the moment she does... "RAAAAAA!!!" A proper battle cry befitting a child of such noble, heroic bloodline! She sprints towards Sparrowkit with her scream leading the way, charging at him with no small amount of struggle around the debris in her dappled pelt that makes moving all the more difficult.
"I'm gonna get'cha Sparrowkit," she declares, no end to her confidence despite the self-imposed disadvantage she has been given, "I'm gonna... uh... prickle you! 'Cus I'm a nasty pricklepine!!" She almost catches her own paws mixed up, stumbling to right herself as she veers awkwardly towards the left.
"Augh," she complains loudly, turning to look at the offending leaf that had fallen over her eyes to distract her with a muzzle wrinkled into a menacing hiss. "The... the mouse-brained stupid leaf! Got in my way," her voice is a grating shriek, swearing so loudly it's plenty obvious which of her parents her vocabulary has taken after....
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