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His mismatched paws carry him forward as he takes the head of the group with both of his ears angled forward and he tries preparing himself for who he may end up seeing while drawing close to the shared border between Shadowclan and Thunderclan. The scent of the Thunderpath causes his nose to wrinkle at the smell of asphalt and carrion of animals that were once living but had gotten caught by the claws of a passing monster, Blisteringfury flicks his ear to the side before turning towards the warriors that follow behind him dutifully. "Remain vigilant and try to be cordial with our neighbors. The last thing we want is to lessen Rowanpaw's herbs when leaf-bare is so near." The first and only warning that he'd give to the three warriors that trail behind him and if they decided to act out then he would make sure to report it back to Owlbark.
He'd have to bite on his own tongue knowing that he held no kind feelings towards Shadowclan and those that lived there, he dreads the thought of seeing either of his former mates but he tries not to let his displeasure show on his scarred facial features. His sharp eyes snap in the direction of the territory across the river of asphalt noting that the foliage seems to stir, a small breeze wafting in his direction that confirms that a Shadowclan patrol draws near, and the fur along his tail prickles as he speaks "Shadowclan's here. Now, remember what I told you." The ranger would straighten his posture that he stands at full height only to allow his body to brush against the rough bark of a nearby tree and a few ferns so that their border could be remarked.
He prays silently to their ancestors that they wouldn't punish him with the presence of someone that he once cared for, someone that he called a lover once, and if he dared show his face, well, he'd need to bite down tongue and swallow his words despite how bitter they may taste. He'd remain coiled like a serpent ready to strike with venomous fangs withdrawn to avoid stirring any trouble and the last thing that he wanted was to be on bad terms with the deputy, it'd be foolish of him really especially since the tabby had trusted him enough to lead this patrol, and he couldn't go mucking around this opportunity.
/ please wait for one of these cool people to reply first :] !!! ; @Seafoambelly @THUNDERFLASH @Cinderstep
He'd have to bite on his own tongue knowing that he held no kind feelings towards Shadowclan and those that lived there, he dreads the thought of seeing either of his former mates but he tries not to let his displeasure show on his scarred facial features. His sharp eyes snap in the direction of the territory across the river of asphalt noting that the foliage seems to stir, a small breeze wafting in his direction that confirms that a Shadowclan patrol draws near, and the fur along his tail prickles as he speaks "Shadowclan's here. Now, remember what I told you." The ranger would straighten his posture that he stands at full height only to allow his body to brush against the rough bark of a nearby tree and a few ferns so that their border could be remarked.
He prays silently to their ancestors that they wouldn't punish him with the presence of someone that he once cared for, someone that he called a lover once, and if he dared show his face, well, he'd need to bite down tongue and swallow his words despite how bitter they may taste. He'd remain coiled like a serpent ready to strike with venomous fangs withdrawn to avoid stirring any trouble and the last thing that he wanted was to be on bad terms with the deputy, it'd be foolish of him really especially since the tabby had trusted him enough to lead this patrol, and he couldn't go mucking around this opportunity.
/ please wait for one of these cool people to reply first :] !!! ; @Seafoambelly @THUNDERFLASH @Cinderstep
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ARE YOU MAN ENOUGH TO TAKE THE BLAME FOR THIS?
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BLISTERINGFURYTHUNDERCLAN WARRIOR
TRANS MASC x HE/THEY/ITx"speech", thoughts, attacking
a longhaired tortoiseshell with several scars littering his body from the battle that broke out between the split colonies, a cruel reminder to the betrayal that he felt that day, and has a pair of emerald toned eyes. he has patches of ivory on his body along with more smoky gray spots near his cheeks, limbs, and tail.
parent of flickerdance, searingpaw, torridpaw, gutsypaw, and tenebrouspaw ; ex-mate of dunehusk and blacktree ; currently not interested in seeking out serious relationships or courting anyone
venom and sharpened words are normally thrown out from his jaws whenever he ends up on a patrol near shadowclan. this doesn't lessen in the slightest when he catches sight of his old flames either, if anything, he only feels angry and brandishes that anger as a weapon. the moggy isn't friendly to anyone outside of thunderclan and he's especially unkind to shadowclan.