- Jun 20, 2023
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She's spiteful, fighty - all of them are, he thinks. The litter born of the eclipse, born to be cursed with never-sun and forever-night. Fadingpaw is only a follower to her siblings, and Shroudedpaw is quiet, obedient. Glowingpaw has an affinity with Wrath-howl, which keeps her in line. And Dwindlingpaw... their ring-leader, he thinks. Whatever she says, it seems the rest follow, with some minor deviation. If he has her under his paw, then surely, surely, he has the whole pack of cursed kittens.
"Hey," he beckons her, his claws already unsheathed. The patrol they're on moves on ahead, lead by one of his trusted companions. His tail lashes, "I heard about your fight with Wrath-howl. Y'know, holding your own against a tom like that is pretty spectacular. I would've expected less from... someone like you," he chooses his words carelessly, feeling as if he doesn't need to hold caution anymore. Dirt and grass rip beneath his paws, "I've heard your kin speak of you as if you're the venom of the family, destined to kill ThunderClan from the inside out. Do you believe that, Dwindlingpaw?"
"Hey," he beckons her, his claws already unsheathed. The patrol they're on moves on ahead, lead by one of his trusted companions. His tail lashes, "I heard about your fight with Wrath-howl. Y'know, holding your own against a tom like that is pretty spectacular. I would've expected less from... someone like you," he chooses his words carelessly, feeling as if he doesn't need to hold caution anymore. Dirt and grass rip beneath his paws, "I've heard your kin speak of you as if you're the venom of the family, destined to kill ThunderClan from the inside out. Do you believe that, Dwindlingpaw?"