May or May Not Have Set Fire to the Fox (Private)

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Foxbite ((Question not the thread title.

Flamepaw yawned.

It was sun-high and she was laying down in a corner of camp. The apprentice's den was uncomfortable. The scents were rather dense and made her extremely uncomfortable. The camp still had scents about, but at the very least they weren't quite as crammed and didn't make it difficult to breathe. 

As for why she was laying down, she was trying to nap. Failing to sleep last night, she'd ended up staying up the entire night. Not exactly fun. She shifted her position slightly. Then as she looked up, her green eyes widened. Some cat was standing over her. She stiffened, not saying a word.

[Foxbite]

|Short sorry. Not retyping my whole post again.|
Foxpaw's stomach growled. He was hungry, but didn't dare touch the tiny fresh-kill pile. The tom decided to go into the apprentices' den. Foxpaw looked down at Flamepaw. "Your in the way." He said, flicking his ear.

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Flamepaw hurriedly stood up. 

Her ears were folded back and she was moving into a cautious stance. She didn't like this tom right off the bat. She thought he was being just a bit mean. She didn't know what to do. She was a bit nervous to move... Yet she didn't want this tom to hurt her in any way. She shifted her weight, her eyes wide and looking at the other apprentice.

[Foxbite]

"Thanks." He said lamely. The tom padded over to his nest. "Y'don't need to fold your ears back, you know that, right?" Foxpaw growled.

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Flamepaw warily looked over her shoulder and saw the tom simply moving over to his nest.

He growled at her. She turned her body over to face him. Her wary stance did not waver. Her green eyes kept watching the somewhat hostile tom. She cleared her throat and managed up a response. "I-It's not my fault you're being... Mean."

[Foxbite]

"Mean? Oh honey, trust me. I could be much worse. I'm not in a good mood." He snapped, the fur on his neck beginning to rise.

|My gosh, I haven't played grumpy Foxy in forever|

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((Flamepaw doesn't like strangers much so this should be interesting! 

Flamepaw backed up suddenly.

He snapped at her. That was a warning sign. A big one. She was ready to unsheathe her claws. Perhaps she was being paranoid, but that was why her claws were still sheathed. Though she was willing to change that if Foxpaw turned out to be a true hostile. She didn't trust her voice to stay steady, so she didn't speak. This tom was scaring her. Then she decided to dare one word. Just one word. "Why?"

[Foxbite]

"Because I'm not!" He snarled. His fur spiked up in annoyance and he stood up. Foxpaw's mind was urging him to bar his teeth at her, but he held back just a little longer.

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Flamepaw rapidly took another step back.

This wasn't just a bad mood. This was a violently hostile mood in her opinion. Either this was a mean grumpy cat... Or a horrible cat who's not happy. She swallowed. Extremely scared and needing some form of security, she slowly slid out her claws. 

[Foxbite]

"Do you really want to play this game?" He growled, seeing that she was unsheathing her claws. "Because I can play this game until one of us are dead." Foxpaw smirked. If she wanted to fight, he would gladly give her a few scars to remember him by. Foxpaw unsheathed his sharp claws and barred his teeth at her.

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Flamepaw was terrified beyond anything.

The other apprentice was bigger. More skilled. More experienced. He looked more or less warrior sized. While she... Just barely big enough to be distinguishable as an apprentice with less doubt of her being a kit. 'Is this a game to him?!?!?!' She thought, panicked in her mind. He showed her his teeth. She shook with fear. Then the murder threat didn't help at all. Sure, it was treason to the clan. Killing her right in the open at sun-high... That would have severe consequences. Yet... She'd still be dead.

"Y-You're the one who started it!" She tried weakly, sounding quite like a pathetic, scared little kit.

[Foxbite]

"And your the one who provoked it. We both have a role in this, dear." He flicked his ear. "What are you, a pathetic kit?" Foxpaw teased. He launched himself at her, trying to swipe at her flank.

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Flamepaw hadn't been trying to provoke it.

She froze and couldn't move as he swiped at her flank, his sharp claws out. They cut the flesh. She gasped in surprise. She lifted a paw and held it at where the other tom had cut her flank. Her eyes wide with terror watched the other apprentice. He actually attacked her. 'This is why strangers can't be trusted! Not even a clanmate!' 

[Foxbite]

"Aren't you going to fight back? Or are you just a scared little kit?" He sneered.

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Flamepaw didn't have any training.

But she didn't exactly enjoy being scared. This was like one of her nightmares coming to haunt her during her waking hours. You were supposed to conquer your nightmares for peaceful sleep... Right? She swallowed and lunged at the other apprentice. She didn't know what to do, so she more or less tried to bite him somewhere. Anywhere would be good.