Sweetly Swarming [c]

Waspswarm was on her daily sprint around the territory. Recently, she's even started incorporating branch climbing into the routine, helping her show great progress in her strength goals. She could now fly from branch to branch was slowly gaining distance as well. Her paws felt more and more sure day by day and soon, she believed she'd be able to fully navigate the branches blind. Which was her goal, of course.

The warrior slowed down near the border on a lower branch. While she was at the edges of the territory, she always liked to peer into the land across the border. Ever since her fight with Wolfpaw, Waspswarm was always on alert at this time. At least now, her breath caught her much quicker. Of course, she could turn away from the border without pausing, but what fun is that? Plus, she got to peek into the life of the other clans. Sometimes, she'd see a whole patrol pass close to her and never look up or know she was nearby. It was fun listening to their conversations about the petty drama going around, complaints about another warrior, or other lowly patrol conversations. The she-cat had zero desire to leave SkyClan or even daydream as such- the useless information just fed her curiosity and her boredom.

Settling down, Waspswarm shifted to blend into the leaves that was turning into orange and auburn. Her pelt was perfect this time of year to blend into these trees, but will make her stick out like a sore thumb when they fell off. Waiting to take a little rest, she waited for a patrol to get her daily fix before heading back. A little wait later, she was served her entertainment. Except this time, it was a single cat. Quietly, she watched this cat and observed the patterns. To herself, Waspswarm wondered why this ThunderClan cat was alone. She didn't seem to be exercising like herself. Maybe she was meeting someone?

Having decided to go on a solo patrol, the fluffy-pelted Sweetheart made her way through the territory in silence. She personally found no joy patroling, but the forever-irritated she-cat would much rather patrol the borders than chat with her clanmates. Letting out a sigh and approaching the Fallen Oak, the warrior was fairly placid until a strange scent hit her nose like the overwhelming scent of a skunk.

Searching around the clearing with her hackles raised and claws out, she caught no site of any-cat but then it hit her. Snapping her head up, her gaze instantly fell onto an orange tabby. Unfortunetly for the SkyClanner, her eyesight was fairly keen to small movements, though the stench of their pelt is mostly what gave them away.

"Hey you! Bird brain!" Sweetheart called out with a sneer of a smile on her maw, her tone demanding. "If you fall you're dead meat!" she spat as she began to pace back and forth under the tree, much like a predator would with its prey that he chased up a tree.

Waspswarm cocked her head in intrique as the ThunderClanner's eyes spotted her position after an unfortunate breeze. Interesting, their eyes might be sharp. Shaking the leaves away from her pelt since there was no more reason to hide, the warrior peered over the branch down upon the other warrior. A sly grin crossed her face.

"Oh silly goose, these branches are a part of me. I won't fall. Even if I did, I'm on my territory." It was then that Waspswarm faced a decision. Walking away now, she would face zero repercussions. It was unlikely anyone would even know she was here. But where would be the fun in that? But on the other paw, if she jumped on a ThunderClanner's head - as she stood on her territory - then she would be in the wrong for the aggressive actions. Waspswarm was bored and always itching to fight, but she feared disrespecting Wolfstar's wishes for the Clan to be extra careful to avoid border fights. However, she specifically mentioned to be polite...

As a power move, Waspswarm stepped off the branch without warning and landed with a soft thud in front of the ThunderClanner - on SkyClan soil - but close to the edge. After her tumble with Wolfstar off a branch, falling and landing straight up was another thing she practiced over and over again. So, her face remained with the sly grin as she was now on the ground. Giving up her advantage in a battle, yes. But she could outwit the she-cat to do what she wanted and be in the right.

"The name's Waspswarm. Beautiful day, isn't it?" Her words were polite, but her tone carried the weight of slight sarcasm and thinly veiled coyness. Her black splashed tail waved in greeting, but her head remained cocked with a smug grin.

Not really caring about her skills in the trees, Sweetheart found her blood beginning to boil as the she-cat continued to patronize her with small-talk. Who even was this cat? Prancing around above as if she was some little bird. Luckily for her, this torment wouldn't last much longer.

Hissing as the SkyClanner hopped down in front of her, Sweetheart didn't care who she was or how nice the weather was. All she cared about was that this cat was far too close to the border. Without hesitation, the ThunderClanner lunged forward with paws stretched wide. "You're mine!" she spat angrily as she bowled over the she-cat. Jumping up quickly she stood her ground, ready for her opponent's counter. The fluffy molly rarely got to very hard on her clanmates, and oh how she loved a good battle with outsiders. At least now she could use her teeth and claws without having to worry about sending the apprentices back to camp in tears.


Sweetheart used Jumping Strike, causing 11 damage and costing -7 stamina.

Sweetheart:
HP: 45/45
SP: 83/90

Waspswarm:
HP: 29/40
SP: 100/100