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    "Hey there." Tawnypaw called, her voice crisp yet somehow gentle as she approached the two. Her energy hadn't ceased since BloodClan have arrived, if anything it filled her with more adrenaline each day.

    Tawnypaw expertly rolled under his claws, springing up at the last moment and using her leverage to aim to pull him back down. She sprang sideways and whirled to block his path, tail lashing. "Hold on." She growled, eyes narrowed. "I just want to know why your here." Enough with the nonsense. Fighting obviously wasn't going to help in this situation.

    [ooc:} Yeah I like it.


    Tawnypaw shook her head as she saw the loner fall. "Enough, just....leave." She growled, but the truth was she really didn't feel like killing him or hurting him when he was already in enough pain.

    "She was demoted to an Omega by Wolfstar for disrespecting the varied species in ThunderClan." Tawnypaw meowed, simply flicking her long calico tail. She had seemed to almost appear out of nowhere from the deep greens and browns. She had been testing out her invisibility after a fight with a rogue cat, just to make sure it still worked. "....Questionably. That could have been someone else." Seemed back in those days that everyone either had a problem with something or found a way to make a problem.

    That's wildlife for you. Tawnypaw thought, then immediately found her brain contradicting herself. This cat was obviously hurt, but maybe not physically. "Unless you need serious medical attention, we're going to have to ask you to leave." She spoke a hint louder this time, since he hadn't seemed to hear.

    Tawnypaw emerged from the bushes just as she saw Posionpaw leaving. Her amber eyes flitted over to the riverbank, then back to her clanmates. She had heard their conversation, but was good at keeping secrets. Better than keeping her own, if she had any. She honestly didn't know anymore. "Good luck." She murmued, although she knew Posionpaw wouldn't be able to hear her. Even if she didn't know the apprentice too well, she was a clanmate either way.

    Tawnypaw sprang lightly from the sparse underbrush and onto the sandy domicile, her calico pelt gently rippling with every step. She had been well-fed and strong as ever, just a cunning was to show how BloodClan haven't gotten under her fur all that much. She had no mentor, but was a strong fighter, so she easily approached the group with a smile. "Battle training, I see. Mind if I join in?" She said with a good-humored grin. She was mostly the easily approachable cat with a good dry humor and good intentions. But hey, she had some skill too.

    "Break it up. The last thing anyone needs here is a fight." Tawnypaw grumbled, stalking past them without even meeting their eyes. Seemed like nobody knew how to be smart anymore. The ThunderClan apprentice headed towards the fresh-kill pile to eat, reguardless of the BloodClan Snow Leopard. The best thing to do was act like they weren't there and continue on with her day. After all, she was only eating. She turned away from the bickering cats with a flick of her tail.

    Tawnypaw's swift physique turned completely invisible as she whirled towards the BloodClan tom, rearing and aiming to use her powerful forepaws to knock him off the silver cat. She let herself become only slightly visible as she looked at him with sharp green-amber optics. Her auds flicked once before she spoke directly to him. "I don't think this cat has done any harm to you. I don't think we're the fools here." She meowed calmly.