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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 8:59:27 GMT -6
Almondpaw narrowed her eyes.
"You actually listened to that excuse of a cat. Wow I thought you were better then that crybaby." She hissed. 'Calm down Almondpaw, don't let her see that she got to you.'
Almondpaw didn't know what to say next. She had no more ideas. Brightpaw wouldn't go crying. She wanted to tear of Brightpaw's tail this time but now could she. Brightpaw had already dodged most of her attempts of hurting her.
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 9:02:38 GMT -6
Brightpaw feigned surprise. "I am insulted, I thought I was the crybaby? How dare you, I thought that my special insulting name, all for me." She sniffed. "I see nothing is sacred! Not even your attempts to hurt me, which quite frankly suck nowadays, if I'm being honest."
She tilted her head. "Y'know... I would've thought you'd try to attack again." Then she smirked. "Unless... You don't think you can hurt me anymore. You've run out of ideas to hurt me. Ha. Guess you really are a one-trick pony."
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 9:05:01 GMT -6
Anger blazed in Almondpaw's eyes.
'I have to be quick to attack her.' All of a sudden the she-cat attempted to slash her claws across Brightpaw's side while she was speaking, hoping she hadn't missed this time.
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 9:09:05 GMT -6
Brightpaw may have been talking, but it didn't mean she'd stopped paying attention. There was also the fact that Almondpaw was trying to attack a front that wasn't so easily accessible. She quickly stepped to the side, turned her entire body around again. Almondpaw hadn't even scratched the flesh, at the most taken a few hairs off her pelt.
"My, my... You really are steamed! Seems I was right about the whole temper thing. Maybe you need a therapist." She suggested.
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 9:11:46 GMT -6
Almondpaw hissed with frustration
She then quickly spun around and attempted to rake one of Brightpaw's hind legs. 'Why do I keep missing.'
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 9:44:18 GMT -6
Brightpaw pushed all her weight onto her forelegs to quickly pull her hindlegs out of harms way, then leaped a short distance to rebalance herself. She tilted her head. "Your aim stinks." She observed.
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 9:48:41 GMT -6
Almondpaw hissed with anger.
"Why don't you just fight me!"
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 9:50:52 GMT -6
Brightpaw rolled her eyes.
"Well, technically we are in a fight, so I am fighting. I'm just employing evasive maneuvers. You're trying to get me to stop, but why should I? It's been working so far. I'm unhurt, while your pride is wounded and your temper spikes every time you miss."
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 9:54:06 GMT -6
Almondpaw hissed.
'Why is she trying to get me angry, is this her way of getting revenge.' Brightpaw was right. Her pride was wounded.
The spotted tabby then as quick as a snake attempted to rake her muzzle.
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 9:56:42 GMT -6
Brightpaw's grin became almost feral, hearing the angry response she received. She was right. Hah.
She pulled her head back and spun completely around to avoid the claws of her sister. She tilted her head. "Though, I must say you're stubborn. Still persistently trying to hurt me. Aren't you tired?" She asked, though her tone of voice suggested it didn't really matter to her if Almondpaw was getting tired or not.
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 9:57:52 GMT -6
Almondpaw didn't respond.
She then attempted to bite down hard on one of her ears to teach her a lesson.
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 10:04:39 GMT -6
Brightpaw was good, but she wasn't perfect. Almondpaw's teeth clamped down on her ears. She took a deep breath, and she ripped it out of her sister's jaws. She reached up to check it with a paw, and stared at the blood on her paw from her ear with disinterest. She looked at Almondpaw and cocked a fictional eyebrow.
"And... What was that supposed to accomplish?" She asked, her cool tone and expression, a sharp contrast from her previous grin coupled with a constantly amused tone.
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 10:06:04 GMT -6
Almondpaw smirked. Finally she had done some harm. She then attempted to quickly scratch her sister's face to make her regret angering her.
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Post by Adaline on Feb 12, 2017 10:08:33 GMT -6
Brightpaw made no effort to get out of the way. Almondpaw's claws scored across her cheek, aside from a slight tightening of the jaw, her expression remained unchanged. Then she smiled. A polite, pleasant smile. There was amusement in her eyes.
"Don't you get it yet?" She purred.
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Post by Almondfire on Feb 12, 2017 10:11:29 GMT -6
"Your doing this on purpose."
Almondpaw then quickly attempted to slip under her to slash her belly.
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