Henry felt like he was catching fish. Like, there had to be something in the water that led all these SunClanners to him. What was even his bait? Just his general existence? Whatever. He was on a roll, and it felt good. This one, however, wasn't as easy to drag back as Jules had been. With a grunt, Henry dropped Nightmarestag on the ground, unable to carry him any further. God, his entire body hurt now. That had been quite the workout. Maybe the next time he did this, he'd bring a wagon or something like that. It just showed that he needed to exercise more. He might have been the one doing the torturing, but honestly, he was still going to hurt for a couple of days. "Get the fuck up," he demanded, out of breath as he attempted to bring his paw down harshly on the male's face.
He was only slightly more prepared than he was last time. Hanging from his side was a pouch full of rusty daggers and half-assed shanks he'd been planning on selling. He hadn't really gone through them, or tested them out, so he guessed he'd just pick one with his eyes closed and hope he didn't get tetanus. "I really need a wagon or something." Hopefully SunClan didn't notice he'd snagged two of their members in such a short span of time. He didn't need an entire clan converging on his ass and sending him to the fifth dimension with how hard they'd beat him.