Rowanpaw nodded and planted his feet, hissing softly. He took a step forward, the badger took a step back. He could see it beginning to tire out and he doubled his efforts, fluffing his fur up and baring his teeth, his green eyes narrowed.
It turned and started to run. The young tom followed, yowling and chattering angrily and nipping at it's heels.
The badger was bewildered by the turn of events. This little creature was suddenly twice it's size and approaching menacingly. For the first time in it's life, it felt a twinge of fear in the back of it's mind.
It shook it's head, swinging it back and forth violently as the little monster stepped closer. The badger snorted and turned, thundering through the undergrowth, but the little creature followed him. It grumbled in annoyance and ran faster.
The red creature stopped, but the badger kept going. It needed somewhere to rest and nurse it's wounded pride.
Rowanpaw stood there, hissing, until the badger was out of sight. Then he turned and ran back to his mentor anxiously, nudging him. "It's gone. I chased it off."
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