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"This is stupid."

Harrierpaw had no amusement with current events, no patience to humour the current turn of events taking LichenClan by storm. The fact that LichenClan lost massively, Minnowstar was dead, a previously thought dead deputy that she had never met was now leader, and the entire integrity of the clan had been upended. For Harrierpaw, that was almost like the ground being ripped out from underneath her paws. What was she to do now? Yet, despite this, one thing eclipsed it all. Wispfang. What her father did was something she never could have stomached doing, yet the warrior did that, with no warning. What a traitor he was. Couldn't even stand side by side with his beliefs until the end, and just switched when things got sticky. Coward.

Shaking out her fur, Harrierpaw turned to face the new warrior, Copperhawk, alongside her. The duo had come out for battle practice, which had been going decently well as the she-cat was covered in small cuts, not really bleeding but enough to remind her that her fighting practice was going well. Copperhawk didn't treat her like a delicate figure ready to be shattered, and that was enough for her.

"I don't mean this, this is great." Harrierpaw quickly clarified to her duelling parner, waiting for a moment before lunging, side swiping him before springing away, "I mean, the whole clan, you know? It's just all collapsed. And did you hear about what my father did? What a fucking coward."