I WILL POISON ALL YOUR HAPPY THOUGHTS

[BAYING HOUND]

Calloused paws pad through the undergrowth. She is getting to know this route better and better. At first it was out of hunger; more mouths to feed means that venturing father and farther has becoming necessary. A sign of her generosity, even in the face of inevitable betrayal. She always was too kind for her own good.

It's become more spiteful with every excursion. There is a thrill to trespassing on ThunderClan territory, knowing the fear that strikes their hearts every time they catch her scent. Let them stay on their toes, no peace afforded in this Greenleaf bounty. She will rip out their tongues as she did that beast's eye, should they dare to question her. She can bind any wound in cobweb, seek the care of twolegs if she must. There is dried blood dotting her flank, and she no longer cares enough to clean it. All she wants is to make ThunderClan fear - make them suffer - just as they did her. It will never be enough repayment for her stolen children, but it brings her satisfaction nonetheless.

A rustle in the bushes. A single eyes darts across the forest, wild and wide. Her lip curls. "Who's there?" Comes a low croon, taunting and venomous. She knows enough to tell that it is a clan cat she scents. "Show yourself." Her sneer twists into a smile at the thought of chasing another foxhearted coward back to whatever gnarled nest they came from.

// @Flamewhisker

"SPEECH"

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[Flamestar]

〔✦〕"You." Her voice was deep as the emerged from the undergrowth. Fangs bared as her lips lifted up into a wicked snarl, her tail lashing dangerously behind her. "How dare you come back?" A vile creature, not even worthy of being called a cat. She had chased Baying Hound off once before, threatening death upon her return...and here she was, yet again.

But this wasn't the first time Baying Hound had returned. It wasn't long ago that Fallowpaw had returned to the camp, bleeding and torn. There had been a familiar scent stuck on her pelt, and it seemed her suspicions were correct. That very stench now radiated off of the she-cat in front of her, causing this part of the territory to stink like rogue. "You have exactly three seconds to leave before I finish what I started last time we met." A promise that would be fulfilled if she did not cooperate. There was no way she would allow that rogue to stay. Not when her kits now roamed the forest with their mentors. Not when the very mother to Fallowpaw, Antlerpaw, and Doepaw continued to harm her children...ripping out eyes. It was poisonous behavior. She couldn't fathom ever harming her own kits, stars, any kits for that matter. The last cat who had harmed her blood had been turned into fox food. And that is exactly what she will become.

"Leave, or die. You will not get another choice." Claws slid out, and she prepared herself to attack.

even on my weakest days ( I get a little bit stronger ) //

• ooc.
  
• FLAMEWHISKER —— deputy of thunderclan , mentoring none . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 34 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
  ✦ widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— difficult in battle
  
  ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.

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