Post by Aqua on Nov 1, 2021 10:28:15 GMT -5
This scene bothers me a little because I've always felt Nightcloud was wrong to claw Crowfeather's back just because he was talking to Leafpool. Nightcloud and Crowfeather both ignored Breezepelt's distress when he saw his parents arguing, and Leafpool got hurt because she wanted to stop Lionblaze and Breezepelt from fighting. What do you think? Who was in the wrong here? How could this scene have been handled better?
For me, personally, I feel like everyone was in the wrong except Leafpool. None of this wouldn't have happened in the first place if Lionblaze hadn't provoked Breezepelt into crossing the border, and the only wrong thing I feel Leafpool has done was talk to Crowfeather. She tried to stop them from fighting while Crowfeather was watching them. But if I have to be fair, he hasn't done anything wrong until he talked to her, and even that is arguable because cats are allowed to talk to one another on patrol, even if they're from another clan.
Nightcloud made things worse by clawing his back, and I know people got mad at Crowfeather from getting hostile about it, but I can't really blame him since she was the one who attacked him first. Crowfeather's actions were nothing more but self-defense.
He was wrong to toss Breezepelt aside, and he was selfish for telling Leafpool that her love for him wasn't enough, but in the end, he hasn't done anything terribly bad except talking to Leafpool.
If you ask me, the ones who made this worse were Nightcloud, Breezepelt, and Lionblaze. Lionblaze should have never started it from the beginning, Breezepelt crossed the border because of a few words Lionblaze said to him, and Nightcloud made everything so much worse by clawing Crowfeather's back just because he was talking to Leafpool.
In the end, the one who started all of this was Lionblaze. He attacked his own brother, and made things worse by making snarky remarks to him and wanted him to cross the prey. Things didn't really start getting intense about kin relationships until Crowfeather started to talk to Leafpool. What do you think?
"Are you sure?" Lionblaze lifted his chin and stared at the WindClan warrior. "Why don't you come and fetch it, then?"
Breezepelt flicked his tail. In one jump, he had crossed the ditch and slammed into Lionblaze.
Lionblaze suddenly felt alive. His fur brushed up as he fell under the WindClan warrior's weight. When Breezepelt's claws tried to hook into his flesh, Lionblaze reared and shook him off like a fly. Then he turned and leaped on top of him, trapping him between his front paws.
"ThunderClan slime!" Breezepelt slithered our of his grip, swiping wildly with all four feet.
Lionblaze's whiskers twitched. This was too easy. Swinging a paw, he thumped Breezepelt heavily across the cheek. The WindClan warrior staggered and fell, then heated himself up.
"That was my thrush," he spat. With a ligjtning-fast swipe, he knocked Lionblaze's hind paws from under him.
Lionblaze gasped, taken by surprise, and collapses into the snow. He felt Breezepelt's teeth land in his shoulder. Raging, Lionblaze thrashed like a fish on the slippery snow. Finding a paw hold, he heaved himself to his laws and thrust Breezepelt clear with another heafty blow. Blood spattered onto the snow like crimson rain.
"Stop it!"
Leafpool's high-pitched shriek shattered the freezing air as she plunged through the bracken with Cinderheart and Dovepaw behind her. "How can you watch your sons fight?" she screeched at Crowfeather.
Before Crowfeather could reply, his mate, Nightcloud, stalked from the shadows beyond the border. Her black pelt matched Breezepelt's, and her amber eyes glittered with the same venom. "He only has one son." Hatred laced her liss. "Crowfeather is Breezepelt's father. No one else's!"
Breezepelt crouched down. Lionblaze could see his muscles bunching beneath his pelt, ready for another attack.
"Stop!" Leafpool shot between them.
Breezepelt's lunge hit her square in the side. His claws tore her pelt as he dragged her to the ground. Another jet of blood sprayed the snow. Lionblaze stared in shock. Before he could reach for Breezepelt, Crowfeather had crossed the ditch and hauled his son off Leafpool.
He tossed him aside like prey and leaned over Leafpool. "You chose your clan, remember?" he hissed.
She stared up at him. "That doesn't mean I didn't love you."
Crowfeather's eyes flashed with pain. "Maybe you did," he growled. "But it wasn't enough, was it?"
"Get away from her!" Nightcloud had crossed the ditch. She sank her claws into Crowfeather's pelr and dragged him away from Leafpool.
Crowfeather turned on his mate, hissing. Breezepelt darted between them with a wail of protest. Lionblaze felt sick. He's my brother. How can I fight my brother?
Breezepelt faced his father, tail bushed, like drawn back. "Leave my mother alone." The thrush had been forgotten. This was a about a different kind of blood now, the sort that flowed between a cat's veins, binding him to another.
Breezepelt flicked his tail. In one jump, he had crossed the ditch and slammed into Lionblaze.
Lionblaze suddenly felt alive. His fur brushed up as he fell under the WindClan warrior's weight. When Breezepelt's claws tried to hook into his flesh, Lionblaze reared and shook him off like a fly. Then he turned and leaped on top of him, trapping him between his front paws.
"ThunderClan slime!" Breezepelt slithered our of his grip, swiping wildly with all four feet.
Lionblaze's whiskers twitched. This was too easy. Swinging a paw, he thumped Breezepelt heavily across the cheek. The WindClan warrior staggered and fell, then heated himself up.
"That was my thrush," he spat. With a ligjtning-fast swipe, he knocked Lionblaze's hind paws from under him.
Lionblaze gasped, taken by surprise, and collapses into the snow. He felt Breezepelt's teeth land in his shoulder. Raging, Lionblaze thrashed like a fish on the slippery snow. Finding a paw hold, he heaved himself to his laws and thrust Breezepelt clear with another heafty blow. Blood spattered onto the snow like crimson rain.
"Stop it!"
Leafpool's high-pitched shriek shattered the freezing air as she plunged through the bracken with Cinderheart and Dovepaw behind her. "How can you watch your sons fight?" she screeched at Crowfeather.
Before Crowfeather could reply, his mate, Nightcloud, stalked from the shadows beyond the border. Her black pelt matched Breezepelt's, and her amber eyes glittered with the same venom. "He only has one son." Hatred laced her liss. "Crowfeather is Breezepelt's father. No one else's!"
Breezepelt crouched down. Lionblaze could see his muscles bunching beneath his pelt, ready for another attack.
"Stop!" Leafpool shot between them.
Breezepelt's lunge hit her square in the side. His claws tore her pelt as he dragged her to the ground. Another jet of blood sprayed the snow. Lionblaze stared in shock. Before he could reach for Breezepelt, Crowfeather had crossed the ditch and hauled his son off Leafpool.
He tossed him aside like prey and leaned over Leafpool. "You chose your clan, remember?" he hissed.
She stared up at him. "That doesn't mean I didn't love you."
Crowfeather's eyes flashed with pain. "Maybe you did," he growled. "But it wasn't enough, was it?"
"Get away from her!" Nightcloud had crossed the ditch. She sank her claws into Crowfeather's pelr and dragged him away from Leafpool.
Crowfeather turned on his mate, hissing. Breezepelt darted between them with a wail of protest. Lionblaze felt sick. He's my brother. How can I fight my brother?
Breezepelt faced his father, tail bushed, like drawn back. "Leave my mother alone." The thrush had been forgotten. This was a about a different kind of blood now, the sort that flowed between a cat's veins, binding him to another.
For me, personally, I feel like everyone was in the wrong except Leafpool. None of this wouldn't have happened in the first place if Lionblaze hadn't provoked Breezepelt into crossing the border, and the only wrong thing I feel Leafpool has done was talk to Crowfeather. She tried to stop them from fighting while Crowfeather was watching them. But if I have to be fair, he hasn't done anything wrong until he talked to her, and even that is arguable because cats are allowed to talk to one another on patrol, even if they're from another clan.
Nightcloud made things worse by clawing his back, and I know people got mad at Crowfeather from getting hostile about it, but I can't really blame him since she was the one who attacked him first. Crowfeather's actions were nothing more but self-defense.
He was wrong to toss Breezepelt aside, and he was selfish for telling Leafpool that her love for him wasn't enough, but in the end, he hasn't done anything terribly bad except talking to Leafpool.
If you ask me, the ones who made this worse were Nightcloud, Breezepelt, and Lionblaze. Lionblaze should have never started it from the beginning, Breezepelt crossed the border because of a few words Lionblaze said to him, and Nightcloud made everything so much worse by clawing Crowfeather's back just because he was talking to Leafpool.
In the end, the one who started all of this was Lionblaze. He attacked his own brother, and made things worse by making snarky remarks to him and wanted him to cross the prey. Things didn't really start getting intense about kin relationships until Crowfeather started to talk to Leafpool. What do you think?