Sparrow vs Bone (Closed)

Sparrowpaw leapt from a tree. The feeling of bark beneath her paws grounding her briefly before she launched back into the air. Her mind raced anxiously, the world below her passing like a blur. It had been nearly a moon since her father's exile. A moon since he committed the grievious crime of killing Tinystar.

Since he disowned her.

The grey and black speckled she-cat landed on the forest floor. Her chest heaving as she blinked in realisation. She was on the wrong side of the border. She had flung through so many trees that she had missed the marker. Her green eyes scanned the shrubs, pelt prickled. She wouldn't be an easy target.

Silent as a shadow, Bonepaw stepped out of the dense undergrowth, looking at the apprentice and waiting for her to turn around and notice him as well. The smell told him she was from SkyClan, but even then he wouldn’t had needed that bit of information to guess it. His patrol was not that far from there, hunting, placing new scent markings...all of them apprentices but the one warrior leading them. It was interesting to say the least, how much of the world around them they could miss when guided by that excitement of becoming warriors one day, an excitement that had died within him long before he even received his apprentice name.

So he was the only one to notice the cat jumping from tree to tree right above their heads. He had gone against telling the rest about it. He had seen how borers skirmishes tended to go on, all the injuries thy caused, sometimes even death. All because of a mouse-brained apprentice wanted so bad to prove themselves to their clanmates or the warrior who couldn’t seem to distinguish between a murderous rogue and an apprentice that made a simple mistake when unsheathing their claws.

“Hey there, little shooting star, did it hurt when you fell from the sky?” He meowed calmly with his usual smile, chucking to himself a bit before sitting calmly, his tail curling around his paws “You shouldn’t be here and you know it, don’t you?”.

When the white and black tom stepped out of the undergrowth, Sparrowpaw growled. Her tail fluffed and waved behind her as she made herself as large and imposing of a target as she could. His comment however, threw her off.
"Shooting star?" She meowed in confusion. A quick blink and she shook her head away from the innocent and curious thoughts that flitted through her mind. "Wow, you must be a kittypet if you don't know what stars look like. They're above you, by the way." She retorted, bitterness in her voice as she could easily see her father saying pretty much the same thing.

The realisation made her paws chill. It made her claws tighten against the ground, the spine of her pelt rise again. She didn't want to be like him, but it wasn't as though she could say something nice to an enemy in return? No true Skyclan cat would accept a compliment like that... except with claws and teeth, which she bared in threat, but she didn't lunge first. Images of a dark brown tom raking his claws over her face, leaving that abomidable scar across the top of her neck.

"Maybe if you beg me politely, I'll let you find your way home." She offered back, a coldness in her tone that stemmed from smothering down the racing emotions in her chest. Praying he could not scent her fear.

Without showing any sign of annoyance or indignation as the she-cat started to insult him, he started to scratch himself behind his ear with his hind paw, his smile widening as he stood calm while the silvery apprentice kept trying her best to intimidate him or offend him in any way. He had seen exchange of words between fired up apprentices at the borders, often starting completely out of nowhere just as a way to justify petty skirmishes in their attempts to appear braver and mightier than they really were.

He stretched before standing up and padding towards her in a rather carefree way “You were above my patrol and I not long ago, so argument invalid, SkyClanner” He gently patted her head with a paw, much like he would do to an unruly kit in camp. It often caused them to flinch long enough for him to be able to bring them back on their senses. He never had tried that technique on an actual apprentice, but he didn’t mind giving it a shot “Also, remember who is invading whose home”.

He wished this would be enough to avoid a fight, dear StarClan, he seriously didn’t want to fight. He knew that it was on the warrior code, to chase away trespassers, but why claws and fangs always had to be the answer? Why warriors always had to base problem solving on methods that caused pain? “Do you even know your way back home to begin with? We may not be far from the border, but I don’t think you are used to the forest’s undergrowth”.

(OOC: Sorry about the delay! Let's get this show on the road)

Before Sparrowpaw could make her rebuttal, she felt him pat her on the head in disbelief. Her green eyes blinked in startled bewilderment before she backed away with a fierce, insulted hiss.
"You act as if I'll be taking the ground to get home." She hissed as she looked up the tree trunks longingly. She should have pressed forward, or changed direction. Now she was stuck talking to this apprentice who seemed overgrown and keen to chatter.

Personally, she would have liked to. She didn't want to fight anymore than he did, but it was the rules. She looked down at Bonepaw and readied her claws in the ground.
"I wasn't intending to invade, but you're certainly acting like a kittypet about it." She spat as she swatted at him with bared claws and fangs. "I don't want to be seen talking to you." She added truthfully. "Not when we're supposed to be fighting."


Sparrowpaw used Front paw Strike

Sparrowpaw
20/20HP
70/80SP (-10)

Bonepaw
14/20HP (-6)
80/80SP

Bonepaw titled his head a small confused frown reaching his face as he listened to the SkyClan cat. He, however, quickly got to his paws as the first bow was landed. He didn’t flinch and instead just took a step back with a sigh “If you define ‘Acting like a kittypet’ not wanting to shed unnecessary blood, yes, I am and will keep acting like a kittypet” As an answer to the gray apprentice’s blow he quickly swiped a paw back at her, returning the blow with equal force. If she wanted to fight he wasn’t going to just let her beat him up, but he wasn’t going to feed the flames by going all out when it was not necessary.

“You speak with words that aren’t yours. Your mind wonders towards what the others may do or think. THEY wouldn’t approve of us talking. THEY want us to fight. You are walking the path THEY marked for you” He snorted as he stood tall, yet his smile never vanished. He tilted his head lightly as he dropped the battle stance once more.

“Now tell me, Greenleaf eyes…what is the path YOU want to walk?”



Bonepaw used Front paw Strike on Sparrowpaw, dealing 6 points of damage and using 10 stamina.

Sparrowpaw
14/20 HP
70/80 SP

Bonepaw
14/20 HP
70/80 SP

His words confused her. Not wanting to shed unnecessary blood? But... wasn't it nessecary in this case? As Bonepaw continued to speak, she grew more confused. With a shake of her head, she flung herself at Bonepaw, landing on him with a growl that was too confused to be menacing. This battle had a purpose, it was supposed to.

He was supposed to drive her off, and here he had simply sat meowing. Then she blinked as the last comment registered.

"Greenleaf eyes?" She asked, confusion in her gaze. Her eyes were green, but she had never heard of them being referred to that way. His speech was strange, his mannerisms more so, and it was all she could do but blurt out. "You're the strangest tom I've ever met."

Sparrowpaw used Leap-and-Hold

Sparrowpaw
14/20HP
60/80SP (-10)

Bonepaw
8/20HP (-6)
70/80SP

The member 'Candy Corn Cays' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Effect Dice' : 1