Sibling Mischief [Carotius]

[Rogue]

Carotius


Boulderfall paced at the foot of the huge willow tree, his striped tail swaying lazily back and forth.  The sun was high in the sky and warmed his grey-blue tabby pelt, making him feel sleepy.  If Thistlehawk didn't get here soon, he was going to fall asleep.  He stopped pacing and stretched, letting out a sigh as the strong muscles in his shoulders and hindquarters loosened.  Giving himself a little shake, he clawed his way up the trunk and sat on the lowest branch, digging his claws into the bark to keep himself steady.  Bowing his head a little, he kept careful watch for his brother.

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Quietly, a similarly-coloured tom crept up to the Dead Willow where Boulderfall now perched, laying one paw noiselessly after another like he was stalking prey. His muscles were tingling in anticipation of ambushing his sibling, mind thinking up various plans to achieve it; all he could confirm was that he needed to climb up the Willow without alerting Boulderfall first. As green eyes studied the branch the other tom was on, he realised that climbing may not be necessary after all - he could make the jump.

Hehe, you are so in for a treat, brother! Thistlehawk was underneath the branch now, concealing himself in the blind spot behind his brother, tail raised in preparation. Bunching the muscles in his haunches, Thistlehawk sprang straight up, forelegs outstretched towards Boulderfall, aiming to swipe a sheathed paw at his brother's tail to startle him out of the tree.

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Boulderfall shifted from one paw to the other, flicking an ear with annoyance. Thistlehawk was always late to their little meetings. Fashionably late, as he always put it. Boulderfall sighed and gave his head a little shake. He didn't know why he expected anything more from his brother. Something struck his tail suddenly, and he let out a caterwaul of shock and fear, at the same time leaping out of the tree. Fortunately he wasn't too high up, so he managed to land squarely on his paws. Spinning around, the blue-grey tabby's yellow eyes narrowed at the sight of a cat who could have been his twin. "You know that kind of behavior only inspires revenge," he meowed, padding up to him.

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It was quite the sight to see his sibling jump straight out of the tree with a caterwaul of fear and surprise, and Thistlehawk most definitely enjoyed it while it lasted. Snickering, he settled back on his four paws, waiting for Boulderfall to spin around and walk right up to him, yellow eyes glowing. He matched those yellow gaze with his own green ones, a smile lighting up his features as his brother hinted at his little prank.

"Revenge, eh? The only revenge you want is that time I took the last bite of bird from you!" he growled playfully, swishing his tail in looping circles as he took a step closer to Boulderfall until they were a mouse-length from each other. "Want to fight me for it again, brother?"

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Boulderfall swatted at his brother's ear in amusement, shaking his head as he did so. "The only reason you got that last bite of bird was because a kit had bit my tail," he pointed out to the other tom, beginning to circle him slowly. "You and I both know you couldn't take anything from me that I didn't allow you to take." He narrowed his yellow eyes at Thistlehawk and gave his shoulder a little nudge with his muzzle. "Besides, I wouldn't dare fight the new TalonClan deputy," he purred, pride stifling him. When Thistlehawk had been announced as the new deputy at the last Clan ceremony, Boulderfall had been overjoyed for his brother. He knew that it was something that Thistlehawk had secretly wanted for a long time, and that the blue-grey tom was perfect for the job.

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Scoffing as the swipe connected with his ear, the warrior locked gazes with Boulderfall, rotating as much as the other moved in a predatory circle around him, muscles rippling, body poised for an attack. Thistlehawk didn't hide the smirk from his lips at the memory of that day in the nursery, where he managed to steal away with the last bite of fresh-kill right from under his brother's nose; his speed and cunning enabling him a satisfying finish to their meal. He was honestly hoping to have another mock fight with him, just to release all their tension away, until Boulderfall made mention of Thistlehawk's new deputy status.

Embarrassment flooded his cheeks, to which he scuffed the ground with his one white paw. "Oh, don't bring that up. It's not as glamorous as it sounds, with all the new duties you need to assign and keep up with."

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Boulderfall shook his head dismissively. "Oh you'll do fine," he meowed, bumping his head lightly against his brother's shoulder. "Everyone knows you're perfect for the job. You'll be a great deputy, and then you'll be Thistlestar, leader of TalonClan. And you'll name me as your deputy, of course." Boulderfall's yellow eyes gleamed with amusement, and he swatted playfully at Thistlehawk's muzzle.

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The younger of the two brothers snorted in amusement at the contact, his ears twitching a little at the words that followed. He'd only been appointed deputy for almost a quarter-moon at most, and already was his yellow-eyed sibling speaking of Thistlehawk becoming leader and appointing him as the next deputy. Really, he knew it was a joke, but it did feel a little stressful to think about being leader quite soon after just being made second-in-command of the Clan; the emerald-eyed tom would like to keep his freedom as long as possible first, thank you very much.

"Psssh, it'll be seasons before I can even dream of becoming Thistlestar - Briarstar's got nine lives to lead the Clan, and she'd have to be extremely rash to lose them all so quickly," he retorted, growling mischievously as Boulderfall's paw missed his chin by a hairsbreadth. "Appoint you as deputy would be like sleeping in with mother as kits - I'll get nagged at all day. No, no, I'll probably choose somebody else...maybe your crush!"

At this, Thistlehawk lunged forward, snapping his jaws shut lightly at his brother's cheek, one sheathed paw batting at the other's right eye as he did, throwing his body weight forward in a bid to smash into the other tom and pin him to the ground. Ah, a good playfight was at hand, and Thistlehawk was determined to win it! If he didn't...well, he could make a run for it. He was faster than Boulderfall, after all.

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Boulderfall growled softly at his brother's words, and then surprise slammed through him as Thistlehawk batted him in the face with a paw. Before he could react, his brother threw his weight against him, trying to knock him over. Fortunately Boulderfall was bigger than Thistlehawk, and he managed to stay on his paws. With a yowl he sprang on his brother, bowling him over and pummeling his soft belly with his hindpaws, being careful to keep his claws sheathed. "Oh please," he growled into his brother's ear. "Ivyheart has no interest in you." The large blue-grey tom kept a paw planted on his brother's chest, attempting to pin him down.

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Well, it wasn't of any surprise that Boulderfall didn't exactly...fall like a boulder would. Mouse dung. In seconds, the deputy of TalonClan found himself back against the dirt, pinned by the heavy weight that was his bigger brother smirking down on him; in perfect mock fashion of a battle, Boulderfall began pummelling sheathed hindpaws on his belly, simulating the deadly belly rake on a pinned opponent. Thistlehawk couldn't resist letting out a fake howl of pain and despair, pretending it was the end of him way too soon.

"Ivyheart? Never said she did, nor that I have an interest in her," he retorted, aiming a forepaw at the other tom's face again. "I have eyes for someone else..."

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Boulderfall let out a soft hiss as Thistlehawk's sheathed paw came in contact with his muzzle, catching him off-guard and allowing the slightly smaller tom to gain the upperhand. Next thing he knew, he was the one pinned to the ground, and Thistlehawk was the one doing the pinning. Boulderfall twitched an ear at him. "Oh? And who's the lucky she-cat? And by lucky I mean the one who will have to put up with your mouse-brain."

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OOC: Please watch ouT for powerplaying, in which you control another's character without their permission. Since no harm was done to my character, I'll let it pass :3

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The young deputy smirked to himself as Boulderfall stumbled to one side and perpetually tripped onto his back, with which he quickly jumped to his paws and lay them on the slightly bigger tom, disabling him from moving anywhere. Thistlehawk gave a smirk accompanied by a quiet snicker, green eyes gleaming with amusement at the disgruntled expression of his brother who, on normal occasions, would not have easily fallen; then again, Thistlehawk had always been crafty and lighter on his paws.

At Boulderfall's query on the identity of the she-cat, he rolled his eyes, curling his lips in mock irritation. "If I said anything, you'll run off and tattle on me, and I'd have to rethink my life as your brother!" He winked at Boulderfall, then leaned in close to an ear, whispering in conspiratorial tone, "You know that pretty pale creme cat? She went on a run with me last moon; her name's Brightfish."

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Carotius OOC: Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't intend to. :c I'll be more careful from now on.

Boulderfall widened his yellow eyes, feigning a scandalized impression. "Ooh, careful or our Clanmates will start to talk." He pushed off of the ground with his hind paws, thrusting his lower body up into the air and attempting to throw his lighter brother off.

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ooc: Uh, we need to write more - it's getting shorter XD unless you wanna end it soon :3

"Exactly, so I'm afraid I have to silence you for good, brother," the tom hissed playfully, leaping off Boulderfall's back just as the latter thrust his lower body up. "I still remember that trick. Come at me!"

Thistlehawk landed neatly next to his brother, upper body set low to the ground in a crouch. The blue-grey deputy half-curled his lips in a mock snarl, tail kinked high over his back like he was facing an actual enemy. Without further ado, he proceeded to launch himself at his bigger brother once more, his forepaws aimed for the flank instead, ready to push him down.