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"Stupid," spat the wiry tom, scuffing his paw into the grass undertoe and sending some ants scurrying into the safety of the long grasses, the fronds bowing in the breeze following his swipe. Firepaw lifted his smoldering gaze to glare after his father, Devotedcrow limping away to go handle his clearly more important duties and leaving his bristling son to.. bristle, before he wrenched himself around and stomped in the clean opposite direction. Despite the wispy clouds feathering across the overcast sky, pale light trickled down and glanced off the tender pink scar scored across his shoulder, a reminder of that day he narrowly avoided death, but as far as he was concerned, that was the day Firepaw's freedom died.
Since then he'd been grounded to camp, relegated to either sitting in Graythorn's den or tending to the elders and all their unnecessary requests, while he watched his littermates progress in their training and his father take Netherpaw out on solo patrols. "Why am I the one getting punished when he's the one who caused all this?" he grumbled, spying the tom in question and curling his lip in disgust when their eyes met.
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 13, 2021 0:06:43 GMT -5
Ever since Graythorn had cleared him to leave the medicine cat den and returned to his duties he had been kept very busy. He was never left alone very long but who could blame them. Netherpaw didn't even trust himself anymore. How could he have made such a stupid decision? How could he have let someone die and hurt Firepaw the way he did? He flexed his claws in irritation and then shook it off. This wasn't getting him, or anyone else for that matter, anyone. No one was better off when he was like this.
He had seen the looks others gave the black apprentice - but mostly Firepaw. Even now the other cat was glowering and snarling at him as if his distaste was no abundantly clear. Netherpaw hissed softly with annoyance and walked over to him without hesitation, glaring at him with one yellow eye. "Are you trying to start a fight? I know I messed up but that doesn't mean you need to be making facing at me. If you have a problem than say it." Subtlety was definitely not his strongest suit.
"Yeah, I have a problem," snarled Firepaw, immediately on his paws. Being much smaller than most other apprentices, he was forced to glare up at Netherpaw, but he was undeterred by how unthreatening it made him look. "Why is it that you do the dumb stuff and I get punished for it? Poor Netherpaw has no one he cares for and becomes friends with a murderer, but you get coddled and get to go on patrols with my dad while I'm stuck in camp because of your mistakes, " his voice was bitter and mocking, mouth twisted into an ugly sneer. Everyone worried over him like some defenseless fawn, while the most his denmate seemed to get was a slap on the wrist.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 24, 2021 18:57:57 GMT -5
The black tom cats nostrils flared and a small growled built in his throat, "I didn't know! Do you think I would have let any of this happen if I had any clue? Have you considered maybe you're stuck in here for a reason that has nothing to do with me?" His yellow eye was narrowed at the smaller apprentice and he stomped a leg down almost as if he were going to throws a fit. He felt frustrated to! Netherpaw had never wanted a result like this. Never.
