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Nocturnepaw grumbled as he paced the sparring room, of course Silentquiver would pair him with spar with Ravenpaw, there was just no getting away from the antagonistic student, no matter how hard Nocturnepaw tried, every time he turned around Ravenpaw was there, either trying to get him in trouble or causing trouble. It was foolish for him to have thought that tonight would be any different.
“Okay, okay. Before we start can we call a truce? I don’t want any blood shed here.”
The dark Maine coon was more than willing to spar with anyone, and more than happy to spar with Nocturnepaw. He was sure that after their fight, and his victory, that they could make amends and maybe even become friends. Maybe that was a stretch, Ravenpaw really didn't want that. He liked antagonizing him, a little bit too much.
"Well, I don't want any bloodshed here either Sunny. But... you know, things happen. Especially when a SunClanner's around." He rolled his shoulders. "Y'all never follow rules anyway, so really I should ask you that question."
Nocturnepaw rolled his eyes, coosing no to take the bait this time, though he found that biting his tongue was harder than it normally was. Things in SunClan had been tense lately, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't eager to let off a bit of steam. It was just bad luck that he'd been paired with Ravenpaw, whatever it was Nocturnepaw had to do to prove himself loyal to MoonClan he would. He didn't hate his peer but he sure wasn't making it easy either.
"I'll follow the rules if you do." he smirked, leaning down into a stretch.
Behind Nocturnepaw Ravenpaw would be able to make out the faint silhouette of a white cat, they were frowning slightly as they watched the two toms getting ready to spar, with a small shake of their head the cat disappeared entirely.
He rolled his eyes and lowered himself into a fighting stance. His fluffy tail swayed from side to side as he sized up his Clanmate. "Just what a SunClanner would say..." His eyes caught the motion of a white blur dipping into the shadow's but he disregarded it immediately. Whoever it was didn't have a say in who won this fight, and how the victor would win it. Frankly, the tom was already thinking about using his claws. Not for slashing, of course. Just strategic things here and there. "Your move, sunshine."
