When fire meets the [Rain]

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The sun was climbing the sky steadily when the striking Siamese female limped back into camp, a vole clutched between her jaws, the limp body hanging underneath pretty blue eyes. Her usually lithe, slender body was jarred as she walked, a patch of crimson blood staining the creme fur of her left hind leg - meeting with the dark chocolate shade and matting in the heat. The wound stung with each contraction and release of her muscles, but nevertheless the warrior made her way through the camp to dump her prize on the freshkill pile.

Despite the pain, there was a satisfaction in her blue eyes. That would teach foxes not to take her and her hunting parties kill again.

Next time, she would be dragging their furry red body in here and her clan would feast for moons.

Lowering the dead rodent to the top of the pile, Snowblaze looked up with a lowered head and checked the camp. It was busy at this time of day but not too far away there was a spot with her name on it. Rising to her full height, the proud midnightclanner made her way over with a slight limp, weaving in and out of her clanmates, reaching her spot and stretching out her wounded leg to get set to clean it up.

Ahh, nothing like a good fight early in the morning.

>>Here we are Twineheart ;D Feel free to get creative. The pissed off the better I say!

[Twineheart]

[ ℓυиαя Apologies for taking forever to reply! ]

Rainbriar was in one of her moods.

It wasn't uncommon for the she-cat. Especially in the heat of greenleaf. Her already short temper and sharp tongue seemed magnified by the irritation of dealing with the heat and humidity. Add to that the fact that she'd been woken at the crack of dawn by a fellow warrior's loud snoring and it was a recipe for disaster.

So now, laying in camp amongst the shade of camp in an attempt to avoid the heat Rainbriar was very unimpressed when Snowblaze showed up reeking of fox. Lifting her head up off her brown tinged paws, she wrinkles her nose. Her mangled maw turning into an annoyed line. " Why in starclan do you smell like a fox's rear end!?" She asks with a scowl. Her dark yellow eyes gleaming with her irritation as she stares over at the wounded she-cat. " Don't you know better than to go around playing with foxes?!" She adds snorting and shaking her skull. " Now you've smelled the whole camp up with that wretched scent and probably sent the elders into a panick!" She adds, lashing her short tail and glaring at her fellow warrior. The nerve of some cats, she thought grumpily.

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OOC: No problem at all c:

"Why in Starclan do you smell like a fox's rear end!?" 

The annoyed tone of a fellow clanmate grated on Snowblaze's ears and slowly her head turned to take in the owner of the voice, watching as the she cat coninued to run her mouth to the senior warrior.

"Don't you know better than to go around playing with foxes?! Now you've smelled the whole camp up with that wretched scent and probably sent the elders into a panick!"

Large blue eyes narrowed on the offended she cat, iced and unforgiving. Who did she think she was? Here Snowblaze was having fought off a fox, wounded and had returned to camp with prey and to nurse her injury. That dark tail snapped against the wind. "Oh my apologies, next time I'll be sure to leave a rogue fox wandering around our territory looking for fresh cat meat. I'm sure, they would go for the weakest first." On her last words, Snowblaze's eyes flared, driving her point home to the marred she cat before her. "And he elders can panick all they want but at least it is in vain which is probably more than you would have ensured." Keeping that cold gaze on her for a moment longer, the beautiful siamese lifted her chin and turned back around, stretching out her leg once more and getting to work.

[Twineheart]

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Rainbriar wasn't surprised at Snowblaze's tone or the words that followed. No she had known the second she had opened her mangled maw that this was going to turn into a fight. And perhaps that was just what she wanted. She lets out a snort and rolls her eyes unimpressed by Snowblaze's retort about her being weak. " I'm sorry that unlike you I don't enjoy flaunting my fox hunting talents by showing up in camp with a nasty wound and reeking of fox dung." She says tartly, her short tail lashing. " I'm sure there was just no one around that could of helped you get rid of that fox. Cause Midnightclan is so very lacking in the warriors department. " She adds her voice dripping with sarcasm. Her dark yellow gaze so narrow they were nearly slits. " You could of least had the courtesy to wash off in the river or something." She adds, watching Snowblaze lap at her wound. Her nose still bombarded by the fowl stench of fox, Rainbriar licks at one of her own brown tinged paws. She knew she was only picking a fight with Snowblaze because of all the stuff going on in her life at the moment. but she couldn't help it not in this wretched heat, and with that terrible smell in her nose.

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The little mole just kept running her mouth, didn't she?

The pretty Siamese's face shuttered before she snarled under her breath, a brief sound in the still air. Turning her elegant fighters body around, Snowblaze regarded the mangled female with a look that screamed Leafbare. "Midnightclan is certainly not lacking Rainbriar, some warriors are just more competent than others. I for one, think that you with that... jaw, would struggle and let the patrol down." A brutally honest statement and not one that was necessarily meant as an insult but a fact of truth. "As for washing off, I would like to tend to my wound first so if you are going to be so naively sensitive, I suggest you take your unwanted opinions elsewhere less you annoy me further."

[Twineheart]

[ ℓυиαя Apologies for taking ages to reply]

Rainbriar's words were met with the cold glare of Snowblaze. In fact it was like being caught in a snowstorm, considering how cold the she-cat's gaze was. Rainbriar merely glowers back her dark yellow gaze blazing. Her rounded ears flickering upwards at Snowblaze's retort. Her entire body stiffened at the words, and she feels her fur rising in anger. " Perhaps you are the one lacking." She growls back her mangled jaw pulled back in a look of utter disgust. " but lacking in intelligence. Surely you don't believe that a warriors only means of defense is their teeth? Or are you so naive you believe in such utter nonsense?" She finishes coldly her mangled jaw held proudly in the air.

Then at Snowblaze's last statement she rolls her eyes. " I was here first." She grumbles, settling herself back down. She wasn't going to be driven off by this insufferable feline before her, not a chance.