Post by Thorne on Apr 17, 2022 17:47:58 GMT
You’re something out of a dream
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A new wave of attention towards her mother from Steef was the last thing Mossleap wanted to see.
Mossleap padded furiously throughout WindClan territory, one of her sisters having coaxed her to take a walk to help "cool off". She didn't need to leave camp to "cool off" for StarClan's sake! She was an Ice element for crying out loud! She could just summon a sheet of ice and lay in it. Why should she leave her mother unsupervised with that...that jerk!?
Some of her siblings would consider her to be gullible, given that she thought she could single-handedly drive out the wolves from WindClan, but she wasn't the one falling for Steef's tricks again. Oh, she had some choice words for him should she ever be given the chance to say them. The last thing Fallowbird needed to concern herself with was whatever that slimey, good-for-nothing, selfish prick was doing. Why couldn't everyone see him for what he really was?
Mossleap had half the mind to shove his stupid head in the dirtplace and freeze it there. If he knew what was good for him, he would never come out. She wanted to use him as wolfbait and trade him in exchange for those stupid, smelly dogs to leave WindClan for good.
Just the thought of him riled her up. Mossleap needed to vent out her anger somehow. She threw a few frozen spears at seemingly nothing, but in her mind, they were all going to Steef. She'd kick his ass someday.
Mossleap padded furiously throughout WindClan territory, one of her sisters having coaxed her to take a walk to help "cool off". She didn't need to leave camp to "cool off" for StarClan's sake! She was an Ice element for crying out loud! She could just summon a sheet of ice and lay in it. Why should she leave her mother unsupervised with that...that jerk!?
Some of her siblings would consider her to be gullible, given that she thought she could single-handedly drive out the wolves from WindClan, but she wasn't the one falling for Steef's tricks again. Oh, she had some choice words for him should she ever be given the chance to say them. The last thing Fallowbird needed to concern herself with was whatever that slimey, good-for-nothing, selfish prick was doing. Why couldn't everyone see him for what he really was?
Mossleap had half the mind to shove his stupid head in the dirtplace and freeze it there. If he knew what was good for him, he would never come out. She wanted to use him as wolfbait and trade him in exchange for those stupid, smelly dogs to leave WindClan for good.
Just the thought of him riled her up. Mossleap needed to vent out her anger somehow. She threw a few frozen spears at seemingly nothing, but in her mind, they were all going to Steef. She'd kick his ass someday.
Messing with my head
