- Jun 7, 2022
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✦ HOLD YOURSELF BENEATH THE BRINE ✦
from shouldering most of the responsiblities as a lead warrior to getting berated publicly by that pathetic, rat-brained fool of a leader, the simmering embers of ire that geckoscreech had been trying to keep at bay has now grown into an uncontrollable wildfire that claws desperately beneath her skin to be let loose.
barely able to hold her wits together, the rosetted tabby had made a brisk escape from the suffocating confines of camp and out into the snow-laden territory with no clear destination in mind. she just needed to leave before something regretful is done. it wasn't like she'd particularly hold any regret if she actually did what she wanted to do but geckoscreech did not feel like making an entire enemy out of shadowclan.
things went to shit ever since that sniveling piece of garbage was put in charge.
the bitter thoughts spread throughout her mind like a poisonous gas and it only served to sour the expression currently upon her face, she understood that pitchstar was forced into his position so suddenly but he has let his grief cloud his vision and mind far too long sending him to have these emotionally charged fits that could rival a kit. it frustrated her beyond belief that her job as lead warrior was nothing more than a glorified babysitter position for the clan where some cats would rather laze about and complain instead of working together to fix their growing issues.
a pale muzzle would twist into a muted snarl, teeth barely peaking out from behind her lips as she began to direct her anger onto the closest thing in the vicinty which happened to be the half-frozen body of a decaying rat. there was not a second thought given before ivory claws are tearing into the rotting corpse, whatever blood remained inside the thing now stained her paws as geckoscreech practically shredded the rodent into nothing but ribbons and mush until it was just a indecipherable pile spread out against a canvas of white.
"those no good, lazy ass—!"
the sentence would trail off into a sudden, hate-fueled ramble. ripping apart that carcass wasn't enough to satisfy the bellowing flames and she is left standing in the center of a small clearing spewing out words that were drenched in toxin whilst a banded tail would lash wildly behind her like a whip.
unbeknownst to the lead warrior, she had procured an audience.
@CHILLEDGAZE.