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"So this is the MoonClan border? It's kind of ugly."
Viatrix had explored all DayClan had to offer and was now ready to explore their neighbor's territory. Of course she knew that was against the rules but she didn't care, no one except for her moms told her what to do, certainly not Glowstar or whateverstar lead MoonClan.
She walked right over the border with her tail sticking straight in the air.
"Idiots don't even have guards. It's like they want me to come pay them a visit"
Post by stealthybirb on Aug 31, 2021 16:50:35 GMT -5
The forest gave him adequate cover as Soulmatch prowled in the branches above. His eyes blazed as he caught the female's words on the air. How dare she be so arrogant! Bunching his muscles he dropped, landing near by with a muted 'thud'.
"Insults drop from your jaws like flies. Does this mean I don't have to be nice?"
Soulmatch spoke loud and clear, the anger vibrant in his tone. His tail whipped out behind him in quick lashes that matched his foul mood.
"I don't want visitors any more than I want a flea biting under my tail." The ever so unpopular leader emerged as well. But if there was one thing that annoyed him most, it was outsiders. He had seen enough to know they hardly ever brought good news. The fact that one wanted to just visit disgusted him. His lipped curled as his approached. "Get the hell out of here."
"WOW you're strangely poetic for a MoonClan cat. Given what I know about cults I figured for sure you'd be uncreative bigots with a pathetic, sour temperament. At least I was half right," Viatrix said, thoroughly unfazed by Soulmatch's insult and warning. Her blue eyes flitted toward Ravenstar with a similar bored expression and she yawned, putting a delicate light gray paw to her mouth when she did so, "You're even a worse than the last. I liked his analogy better but I will say you're the cuter of the two, at least, more like my type."
Viatrix wasn't exactly sure what she was doing or what her goal was, but she always had fun ruffling feathers and she trusted one of her moms would show up to protect her if things ever went sour. Back in the League, WinterClan and DayClan, just knowing her family was enough to make others put up with her nasty personality. Unfortunately no one in MoonClan who know who she was which meant she wasn't as safe as she thought she was.
Post by stealthybirb on Sept 4, 2021 0:20:47 GMT -5
The scent and sight of Ravenstar had Soulmatch inclining his head slightly, out of respect. "Consul. Just say the word and I'll remove this cretin from your presence." Soulmatch's tail continued its lashing, vibrant anger blazing in his mismatched eyes. The insults from this stranger were pounding in his head, demanding retribution. Unsheathing his claws he let them dig into the ground, his upper lip curling back.
"CRETIN!?" Viatrix seemed very offended by the insult and puffed out her chest, giving it a few licks for good measure. She was an extremely cute and well put together she-cat, being called any less than that was grounds for execution in her books, "Now you listen here Moonie Boy, you are going to apologize to me right now or I'm taking one of your eyes with me as souvenir!"
She got under his skin. MoonClan was no cult. They were not like SunClan. They had never demanded complete submission to their goddess. Some rage spiraled in his eyes as they focused on the cretin before him. "Oh, I would love to get some blood on that fur of hers. You could go from cretin to gremlin." His tail hovered close to the ground as he began to circle. "Quite an upgrade if you ask me."
Post by stealthybirb on Sept 4, 2021 23:27:22 GMT -5
Turning his head Soulmatch peered at the female with a sidelong glance. Amusement sparkling in his eyes at her offense to his taunt. Too easy. ❝Oh come now. You threw the gauntlet darling, I won't apologize for the truth.❞ Snorting he fell into step with Ravenstar, slinking closer to the ground. His claws kneading the earth occasionally as he stepped. Eager to draw some blood if need be.
