make a pretty smile (open, intro) tired eyes

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He just couldn't help himself. Being rude and seeking out arguments was just something that came so natural to him. And remembering that he had spotted the apprentice training the day before, badly at that, Goldenlight couldn't help but call out to her.

"You're mentor should be ashamed," he began, tone dry, "because your training yesterday was the worst thing I'd ever seen."

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Snakehiss felt two ways towards these types of cats, referring to Goldenlight, of course. He either agreed with them, as they easily could feel the same way about issues. On the other paw, he butted heads with them. Their negativity just added onto his. So, that's why he would snort to Goldenlight, "Yeh?" His 'yeah' was affected by his British accent. "Why don't you take it up with her mentor, then? They're the one that's training her." He had to be adult about this, after all. Why would he yell at a new apprentice that had barely begun training?
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// Although.... I have plans to saddle Golden with a crap town of apprentices. So maybe Ember can appointed to him?

The warrior already had one apprentice underpaw, he had no wish for another. Which is why he shook his broad head, mossy eyes glinting irritably. "Whine to your mentor for help," he grumbled, unaware that she was without one.

He swung his head around to Snakehiss, lips curling. But he didn't respond to the other tom. As much as he enjoyed annoying the black cat, Thornfang and the she-cats remarks rubbed him wrong. The hybrid rolled his heavy shoulders forward, aggressive in the face of an outsider and a traitor. "How about you shut yours and leave, you unwanted flea-bag! Or maybe you'd like to get an up close look at my fighting?" His green eyes were pools of dislike and eagerness, claws scraping the ground underpaw. It had been awhile since he'd had a good spar.

Thornfangs words were meet with a far more dangerous tone. As he had previously promised to make the elders life as horrible as possible. It was the price for his past sins since no one else had the gull to do what they should have done. He moved forward to thrust his face closer, snarling viciously, "shut up! I don't want to hear anything come out of your traitorous mouth!"

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Snakehiss, on the verge of cracking a smirk, let out a snort and huffed, "What's wrong, Goldenlight? Too proud to admit that we have the upper-paw?" Now he was sounding like his younger self, always starting arguments without reason. He couldn't help it; it was just how he was. On the other hand, was wasn't afraid of Goldenlight's threat. He may have been an experienced warrior, but one swipe of his own claws took away one of Daisystar's lives. There was no doubt that he could do the same to anyone else. While he'd rather not dwell on that, it was the truth.
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