Posts by ~~Dovepaw~~

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    Dovepaw gave Babblingpaw a smile. They could be snuggling buddies! After all, Dovepaw loved spending time with others and being close to others, and considering that his opinions were always right, he knew that he was doing the right think. "Sure, I'd love to, Babblingpaw!" He replied cheerfully, moving closer. Dovepaw really did love everybody - he just had the strangest and most disturbing ways of showing it. It wasn't like he realised that he was actually being pretty evil by thinking and acting the way he did at times!

    "An apprentice against a warrior? How fair, though I do believe in equality anyway, so it makes no difference to me. In other words, I'll take you down either way!" He gave a smile, and felt his claws unsheathe naturally. He was prepared for it: 'no claws' and Dovepaw wasn't looking forward to that statement. He wanted to use his full strength, not hold back.

    Dovepaw was near the camp exit, examining his long, sharp claws. It was one of his favourite things to do, and along with it, he imagined them sinking into flesh, hearing shrieks... but that was all helpful, right? Dovepaw only wanted to help, and for some reason, he believed that brutally injuring others was the right way to go about it. But it was a justified way to think in a strange way. After all, the ThunderClanner didn't believe in death, and believed that therefore, his actions were actually for the greater good. So there he was, looking at his claws, and not feeling at all awkward about doing so.

    Dovepaw made his way over, cheerful as ever. "Hiya everyone! I'm Dovepaw, and all I want is to help out everyone in anyway that I can, because I believe that love conquers all! I'm also super strong and super clever too, so I'll be making sure to do both my duties are more!" It was a shame that Dovepaw considered sadistic murder to be one of his duties. Not that Dovepaw even believed in murder, that was. Yes, he had injured others numerous times, but there was no such thing as death. Dovepaw was very interested in what it was like to go underground once you were buried because apparently 'you wouldn't wake up ever again'.

    "But she's going to experience a lot in the future anyway. I'm being generous, I'm preparing her." Dovepaw insisted. He hoped that his Clanmates would come to realise that whilst he adored him, he would not accept orders from any of them, regardless of any personal attachment they believed they had with Dovepaw, or rank. Dovepaw disapproved of ranks anyway. If he was leader, he would make sure that whilst he stayed in complete control, everyone else was equal no matter what.

    Dovepaw was shocked to see Spottedfern's claws come out as well. Had he actually found an interesting challenger? The ThunderClanner knew that he would win regardless, but it was still surprising, and something that the tomcat intended on looking into. Dovepaw sprang at Spottedfern using his powerful long legs, sharp claws aimed towards her chest. This was only his first move, but he believed it to be a decent start.