"Just as long as your little clanfreaks leave us alone, we won't have reason to, will we?" he said, not giving in to her request, but not threatening her either. Turning to Damage he said, "Well since both of them seem to be knocked up already, we can at least share the torture..." he trailed off as he pondered a moment. "Or we could wait til they give birth, and then strike, they seem ready to pop, dontcha think?" he snickered.
Of course, he would have to address the elephant in the room, well, it was a snow leopard, but still.
"I don't think I've seen you around before" he said, bravely addressing the leopard. "Just because you think you're all big and bad, doesn't mean you can just waltz into our clan without repercussions." he continued, taking a step closer to the feline. "Plus, this has nothing to do with you, and I'm not willing to share." he said, his comment ending in a snarl. "So get the fuck out."
In truth, Crave's emotions weren't faring too well at this point. With his strength weakened, so was his mind, and as usual Magic slipped back into his thoughts. He tried his hardest to keep her out, the grief accompanied by the loss of his mate was often too much to bear. He couldn't show his weakness, he couldn't be like the wimpy toms he so much despised so much who treated their lovers like equals. Even alive Magic knew her place, and never tried to sway him otherwise. There would never be another like her, but his heart ached for it so badly it was almost enough to get him to try again. But now with these she-cats, that would just be completely idiotic.
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Boo returned with some herbs, and some moss, ready to get down to business. But then he noticed the she-cats, obviously pregnant, and his heart went out to them. They were wounded too, and he knew he would be helping them whether the other toms liked it or not. If these cats died on their land, he knew Radicalclan would stop at nothing until Skull was nothing more than a discarded nightmare. They would pummel his home to the ground, and leave no prisoners.
"So... are you guys ready?" he said rather cautiously, trying not to provoke the already thick tension in the room. "Cause I'm ready if you are. Aura's passed out right now, and if we get this done soon, I will be able to get back in time to save her." As soon as he said it, he knew it had been a bad idea. Softness towards she-cats? They're surely demote him. But then again their attentions were elsewhere, so maybe they hadn't paid much attention to what he said.