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    "God, why are y'all so vague- it doesn't make ya cooler!" Beck spat, shifting his weight awkwardly to balance on the bobcat. Everyone in BlizzardClan were edgy little fucks, weren't they? At least Beck could admit that he was a bit of an asshole, but yeesh, Arno really wanted some attention. So, he decided to... attack Emma because of... what the hell were these cryptic riddles supposed to mean? "Eh, doesn't matter, your ass is dead meat when Sweet finds out. Nobody will miss ya much." In fact, someone should really be calling their noble and wise leader over to address the fact that a scumbag attempted to kill a clanmate. Tilting his head up to glance at the others around him, Beck kept a poker-face smirk before shouting into the air, "Sweet! We need ya over here!" She may of had super senses, but the time it was going to take to get Arno drop-kicked out of territory depended on whether Sweetophelia was busy at the moment. But Beck would gladly wait, authority figures made him nervous.


    SWEETOPHELIA.

    GOD HAS GIVEN YOU ONE FACE,
    AND YOU MAKE YOURSELF ANOTHER    ･ﾟ✧

    Another clanmate gone berserk? It wasn't unheard of but nevertheless it was always tedious to deal with the aftermath. Arriving on heavy paws, the BlizzardClan leader glanced around the scene, her pale lilac eyes flittering over the pair of smaller cats - the injured serval and to the restrained bobcat. It wasn't difficult to gauge what had most likely played out, considering how angry Beck and Jerseyboy clearly were. Shame. She hadn't known the former Paladin Trainee well but he had seemed decent enough. She was a little more emotional regarding Emmaline's injuries - she was a sweet girl, didn't deserve any of this.


    "Any particular reason for why we shouldn't just break your neck here and now?" the pale lioness questioned Arno evenly, her neck craning down to look at the small bobcat. She was a little curious. She couldn't exactly draw a likely conclusion for why Arno had decided to target Emmaline - or had it been random? The two didn't seem to know each other very well either.


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