- Oct 1, 2022
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If you don't like me, that's your problem
The young molly's tail tapped passively against the marshy ground, narrowed citrine eyes eyeing the warriors specifically as they moved about. Tornadokit had been watching them, mentally checking off those who she might ask to help her if they even deemed her worthy of their time. She had three specifically in mind, however, today she would focus on Brawlinglion. Tornado liked what she saw in the competitive woman, after all it was Brawlinglion that encouraged her to spar with Granitepaw. A spark of excitement bloomed within the laperm's chest as she noticed the calico from across camp. Muscles spring into action as she lunges forward, instantly falling into a lope to close the distance between them. "Brawlinglion!" The black smoke calls out, eager to grasp the warrior's attention. She pauses for a moment, steeling her nerves before coming another step closer. "Please..." Her voice trails off as she recalls her encounters with Granitepaw, the glimmer of doubt that remained ever present in his eyes. She wanted, no needed to prove herself, not only just to him but to the clan itself. "Please," She starts again with her resolve renewed. "Can you train me? Teach me how to fight like you do, I promise that I will complete any task you throw at me. I just, I want to be the best, unbeatable." Tornado finishes and then she waits on bated breath.
When I let it bother me, that's my problem