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Drawn on my live stream X3
took a long time, AKA: not very long.
anyway this was an RP between Bitterhowl & Daisystar.
the entire 2 (3 originally 2nd part is missing.)
here it is:

Bitterhowl was sitting in the corner on camp tail lashing wildly flickerkit, the annoying brat had been talking to him and taunting him all morning and day! a deep growl was rising in his throat until he leapt to his paws, "Listen you little pipsqueak if you don't shut up in a second and rip you tiny sized head of and give it to tideclan as a peace gift!" he said, that was only the start of his insults.

"Bitterhowl..." Daisystar mewed as she looked at the tom with the young kit. Her tail lashed from behind her as her paws hung over the edge of the high-rock. "Before you threaten kits... Shouldn't you check to see if the camp grounds are empty?" She mewed, her yellow eyes showing unamusement.

Bitterhowl spun around ear still flatterned but his dark green eyes widend, ~can that she-cat go invisable or something?~ he asked himself silently, "Oh i'm soo, sorry." he grumbled sarcastically, then he remembered who he was talking to, what if she found out about Half-eye? his fur around his scruff started to prick on end.

Daisystar raised a brow as she jumped down from her perch, heading towards the younger tom. "I'm sorry... I don't think I caught that." She raised her brow, almost disbelieved that he would talk to her like that. Well, not because she was the leader but because she was a much older cat. She came up to his side, her nose held high before she looked down to Nettlekit. "Why don't you go back to the nursery Nettlekit." She mewed softly before she looked back up to the tom, holding a sternful stare.

Bitterhowl had a tiny growl in his throat, and watched Needlekit scurry off quickly into the nursery, atleast the pest was gone, now his only problem gaving him 'the stare' his tail flicked grumpily from side to side, he too was looking at Daisystar though it was more of a Glare, two could play at the Stareing game.

Daisystar's eyes narrowed, "I said... Would you mind repeating that." Her mouth curling up in a light snarl like a warning. Her ears flickered as she heard Needlekit entered the nursery. Her tail giving a small, yet lash as it swayed from side to side before settiling on the dusty ground. This was worse than trying to talk to her sons, she had a lot to deal with, with Cragstar last dawn at the gathering.

Bitterhowl narrowed his eyes and had the slightest snarl visable on his face, "Oh I'm sorry maybe you didn't here me the first time! 'Oh im Sooooooo! sorry!'" he growled unexspectingly, even he hadn't exspected that reaction, but he wasn't going to 'back down' some would call it, Daisystar may be leader but in his mind that made her no different to other cats.

Daisystar's eyebrow raised, her tail giving a small twitch. "You are acting like a young apprentice." She mewed, A young apprentice... She thought as she didn't give up her stare. "I don't know what is wrong with you Bitterhowl. Recently you have been distant and I've already had some complaints about you." She gave a small snarl but most of her voice was gentle and calm like it always was. "You shout at innocent kits.. Leave the camp and return with wounds. Don't forget that Pumawhisker talks to me." She added, "I.. Do you have another life outside of this clan?" She asked, her voice suddenly becoming stern as it came out.

Daisystar eyes narrowed, her yellow hues glistening. "If you think a second life would be better... Then.. Then why don't you have one and leave." She said, ears flickering back like if a mother had lost one of her kits. "You are rude, don't listen.... I can't win against you.. I am a more senious warrior than you but that doesn't matter. I am more upset that you shouted at Needlekit." She sighed, giving up on the arguement. "You know... You will be staying in the apprentice den until I think you have learn't your lesson. You will preform apprentice duties and.. You won't be allowed out of the clan without an warrior." She paused, lashing her tail out once again.

(2nd part here is missing)

Bitterhowl was lying down in the shadows of camp as usual, he green gaze facing forward, head tilted slightly back, he played with small amounts of snow with his paws not focusing on what he was doing much, Needlekit, however had his very large eyes focused on the warrior he crept closer and closer, scorchkit and dared him to do something he would never do, his heart was beating quickly, he was bound to get into deep trouble for it, He was only a few inches away from the dreamy warrior, until, then he pounced and clung to the surprised cats head and bite his ear with his teeth.
Daisystar gave a soft chuckle as she watched Needlekit stalk something, she enjoyed kits and loves their playful nature. Needlekit had become her favorite out of all the kits, he was shy but playful at the same time and she enjoyed watched the kits in the snow. She closed her eyes, not really knowing what the kit was stalking as she let the sun flush over her face.
Feeling sharp teeth on his ear Bitterhowl gave a shriek and leapt to his paws swinging his head from side to side rapidly, but the kit had good grip, he flung his head, and claw forwards punching the small kit from his ear, when the kit and fallen to the ground bitterhowl placed a paw on the kit pinning it to the ground, not letting go. "I've been too soft on you kit! you don't deserve to-!" bitterhowl feeling a great force hit him fell over and rolled back onto his apws, he shook dust from his eyes seeing a tall tabby, Yarrowsting, the cat didn't look angry, yarrowsting always seemed calm but even at this?
Daisystar's eyes opened at a noise, she flicked her ears... Ohh.. Needlekit She thought as she kumped down from the high-rock and came up to the situation seeing Needlekit, his father and .. Bitterhowl. "What happerend?" She asked, consulting her deputy as she came up to his side.
Yarrowsting standing infront of his kit, still staying calm, doing his best to anyway turned to his leader, "From what I say, Needlekit played rough and bite Bitterhowl's ear, and that set him off," he said quickly glareing at Bitterhowl from a safe distance, the Scarred warrior Bitterhowl stayed back growling slightly, his ears back and was licking his nose angrily and nervously, not sure what had gotten over him.
Daisystar looked at what looked to be a scarred warrior, licking his nose with anger. "Bitterhowl." She began, "How can I trust you in a camp full of younger and vunable cats?" She asked, "Don't answer that." She added afterward in an almost muttered mew. She took a look to Needlekit before Yarrowsting and then fixed her gaze against the warrior. "I will say this once. And once only. If you attack another cat or if I find out that you have attacked before in anger to a cat of this clan with no reason." She stopped, her voice was starting to squeak. "This is your Final Warning." She mewed with a flicm of her ears.
Bitterhowl snarled, he didn't dare speak, incase it all went wrong, he knew it would, he couldn't trust himself, he had all his chances in the past and had always blown them, He glared at Yarrowsting, Needlekit and Daisystar, the three of them! They had all seen what he could do. YArrowsting sighed and looked sadly at Bitterhowl, how could he ever tell Daisystar how the warrior killed Half-eye as an apprentice, he was disapointed in him, they had grown up like brothers he had never wanted bitterhowl to turn against his family and friends, it hurt him more than anything. he turned to Daisystar, "Daisystar...He..." he looked between the two cats. "He was just blowing hot air, i can see why he deserves a last chance but..." he didn't know what to say, he got a little stressed. He hoped the leader would udnerstand.
Daisystar nodded her head to Yarrowsting, "It isn't your thought that I had to do this.." She sighed, "I.. Maybe it'll teach him to control his anger.. I don't want to exile him as much as you don't want to see him walk away from this camp." Her tail curled up her right leg. "I don't know what to do anymore.." She sighed, wishing she had Feralfire to comfort her.
"I fear trying to teach him that will be harder then everyone may think, he grew up in a troubled form and...was bullied and, something happend to him after his first fight with the rogues that killed his mother, he's been different since." He said finding it hard to exsplain, he himself didn't know what happend but he knew the cat had been cold hearted ever since
Daisystar nodded as she sat beside of the cream tom, "But can he be trusted?" She mewed quietly as she looked up to him, her yellow eyes giving a small gleam.
"I'm afraid we're going to have to just wait and find out," He sighed, "Do you want me to keep an eye on him incase he gets...winded up again?" he asked, not wanting anyone to be hurt, especially by Bitterhowl, he knew of the cats strong power.
Daisystar nodded softly. "Thank you Yarrowsting." She mewed, "I don't know what I'll do without you." She gave a soft chuckle, one to keep her spirits up. "But could you make sure Needlekit okay before?" She asked.
Yarrowsting gave a nod, "Of course Daisystar..." he meowed and went over to his youngest son, and gave him a few licks to cheer him up, he knew how jumpy his kit could get, he looked back over to Bitterhowl, how could Bitterhowl push himself so far?
Daisystar smiled as she pushed herself to her paws and jumped onto her perch. A sigh escaped her. How did Swiftstar cope? She shook her head before she retreated back to her den. Maybe Starclan could speak with her, though she doubted it.
Bitterhowl glareing after the two cats backed off to the shade of the wall of camp again, he needed to think, and alot, he was really confused but everythign that had happend.

indeed, these RP's were very fun!
so yeah i worked a bit harder on bitter's anatomy by looking
at a picture and it's not...too bad...but he looks....FAT.

Art (C) Me
Bitterhowl & Yarrowsting (C) *Catsroxz
Daisystar (C) *May-Whitlock

Description
Drawn on my live stream X3
took a long time, AKA: not very long.
anyway this was an RP between Bitterhowl & Daisystar.
the entire 2 (3 originally 2nd part is missing.)
here it is:

Bitterhowl was sitting in the corner on camp tail lashing wildly flickerkit, the annoying brat had been talking to him and taunting him all morning and day! a deep growl was rising in his throat until he leapt to his paws, "Listen you little pipsqueak if you don't shut up in a second and rip you tiny sized head of and give it to tideclan as a peace gift!" he said, that was only the start of his insults.

"Bitterhowl..." Daisystar mewed as she looked at the tom with the young kit. Her tail lashed from behind her as her paws hung over the edge of the high-rock. "Before you threaten kits... Shouldn't you check to see if the camp grounds are empty?" She mewed, her yellow eyes showing unamusement.

Bitterhowl spun around ear still flatterned but his dark green eyes widend, ~can that she-cat go invisable or something?~ he asked himself silently, "Oh i'm soo, sorry." he grumbled sarcastically, then he remembered who he was talking to, what if she found out about Half-eye? his fur around his scruff started to prick on end.

Daisystar raised a brow as she jumped down from her perch, heading towards the younger tom. "I'm sorry... I don't think I caught that." She raised her brow, almost disbelieved that he would talk to her like that. Well, not because she was the leader but because she was a much older cat. She came up to his side, her nose held high before she looked down to Nettlekit. "Why don't you go back to the nursery Nettlekit." She mewed softly before she looked back up to the tom, holding a sternful stare.

Bitterhowl had a tiny growl in his throat, and watched Needlekit scurry off quickly into the nursery, atleast the pest was gone, now his only problem gaving him 'the stare' his tail flicked grumpily from side to side, he too was looking at Daisystar though it was more of a Glare, two could play at the Stareing game.

Daisystar's eyes narrowed, "I said... Would you mind repeating that." Her mouth curling up in a light snarl like a warning. Her ears flickered as she heard Needlekit entered the nursery. Her tail giving a small, yet lash as it swayed from side to side before settiling on the dusty ground. This was worse than trying to talk to her sons, she had a lot to deal with, with Cragstar last dawn at the gathering.

Bitterhowl narrowed his eyes and had the slightest snarl visable on his face, "Oh I'm sorry maybe you didn't here me the first time! 'Oh im Sooooooo! sorry!'" he growled unexspectingly, even he hadn't exspected that reaction, but he wasn't going to 'back down' some would call it, Daisystar may be leader but in his mind that made her no different to other cats.

Daisystar's eyebrow raised, her tail giving a small twitch. "You are acting like a young apprentice." She mewed, A young apprentice... She thought as she didn't give up her stare. "I don't know what is wrong with you Bitterhowl. Recently you have been distant and I've already had some complaints about you." She gave a small snarl but most of her voice was gentle and calm like it always was. "You shout at innocent kits.. Leave the camp and return with wounds. Don't forget that Pumawhisker talks to me." She added, "I.. Do you have another life outside of this clan?" She asked, her voice suddenly becoming stern as it came out.

Daisystar eyes narrowed, her yellow hues glistening. "If you think a second life would be better... Then.. Then why don't you have one and leave." She said, ears flickering back like if a mother had lost one of her kits. "You are rude, don't listen.... I can't win against you.. I am a more senious warrior than you but that doesn't matter. I am more upset that you shouted at Needlekit." She sighed, giving up on the arguement. "You know... You will be staying in the apprentice den until I think you have learn't your lesson. You will preform apprentice duties and.. You won't be allowed out of the clan without an warrior." She paused, lashing her tail out once again.

(2nd part here is missing)

Bitterhowl was lying down in the shadows of camp as usual, he green gaze facing forward, head tilted slightly back, he played with small amounts of snow with his paws not focusing on what he was doing much, Needlekit, however had his very large eyes focused on the warrior he crept closer and closer, scorchkit and dared him to do something he would never do, his heart was beating quickly, he was bound to get into deep trouble for it, He was only a few inches away from the dreamy warrior, until, then he pounced and clung to the surprised cats head and bite his ear with his teeth.
Daisystar gave a soft chuckle as she watched Needlekit stalk something, she enjoyed kits and loves their playful nature. Needlekit had become her favorite out of all the kits, he was shy but playful at the same time and she enjoyed watched the kits in the snow. She closed her eyes, not really knowing what the kit was stalking as she let the sun flush over her face.
Feeling sharp teeth on his ear Bitterhowl gave a shriek and leapt to his paws swinging his head from side to side rapidly, but the kit had good grip, he flung his head, and claw forwards punching the small kit from his ear, when the kit and fallen to the ground bitterhowl placed a paw on the kit pinning it to the ground, not letting go. "I've been too soft on you kit! you don't deserve to-!" bitterhowl feeling a great force hit him fell over and rolled back onto his apws, he shook dust from his eyes seeing a tall tabby, Yarrowsting, the cat didn't look angry, yarrowsting always seemed calm but even at this?
Daisystar's eyes opened at a noise, she flicked her ears... Ohh.. Needlekit She thought as she kumped down from the high-rock and came up to the situation seeing Needlekit, his father and .. Bitterhowl. "What happerend?" She asked, consulting her deputy as she came up to his side.
Yarrowsting standing infront of his kit, still staying calm, doing his best to anyway turned to his leader, "From what I say, Needlekit played rough and bite Bitterhowl's ear, and that set him off," he said quickly glareing at Bitterhowl from a safe distance, the Scarred warrior Bitterhowl stayed back growling slightly, his ears back and was licking his nose angrily and nervously, not sure what had gotten over him.
Daisystar looked at what looked to be a scarred warrior, licking his nose with anger. "Bitterhowl." She began, "How can I trust you in a camp full of younger and vunable cats?" She asked, "Don't answer that." She added afterward in an almost muttered mew. She took a look to Needlekit before Yarrowsting and then fixed her gaze against the warrior. "I will say this once. And once only. If you attack another cat or if I find out that you have attacked before in anger to a cat of this clan with no reason." She stopped, her voice was starting to squeak. "This is your Final Warning." She mewed with a flicm of her ears.
Bitterhowl snarled, he didn't dare speak, incase it all went wrong, he knew it would, he couldn't trust himself, he had all his chances in the past and had always blown them, He glared at Yarrowsting, Needlekit and Daisystar, the three of them! They had all seen what he could do. YArrowsting sighed and looked sadly at Bitterhowl, how could he ever tell Daisystar how the warrior killed Half-eye as an apprentice, he was disapointed in him, they had grown up like brothers he had never wanted bitterhowl to turn against his family and friends, it hurt him more than anything. he turned to Daisystar, "Daisystar...He..." he looked between the two cats. "He was just blowing hot air, i can see why he deserves a last chance but..." he didn't know what to say, he got a little stressed. He hoped the leader would udnerstand.
Daisystar nodded her head to Yarrowsting, "It isn't your thought that I had to do this.." She sighed, "I.. Maybe it'll teach him to control his anger.. I don't want to exile him as much as you don't want to see him walk away from this camp." Her tail curled up her right leg. "I don't know what to do anymore.." She sighed, wishing she had Feralfire to comfort her.
"I fear trying to teach him that will be harder then everyone may think, he grew up in a troubled form and...was bullied and, something happend to him after his first fight with the rogues that killed his mother, he's been different since." He said finding it hard to exsplain, he himself didn't know what happend but he knew the cat had been cold hearted ever since
Daisystar nodded as she sat beside of the cream tom, "But can he be trusted?" She mewed quietly as she looked up to him, her yellow eyes giving a small gleam.
"I'm afraid we're going to have to just wait and find out," He sighed, "Do you want me to keep an eye on him incase he gets...winded up again?" he asked, not wanting anyone to be hurt, especially by Bitterhowl, he knew of the cats strong power.
Daisystar nodded softly. "Thank you Yarrowsting." She mewed, "I don't know what I'll do without you." She gave a soft chuckle, one to keep her spirits up. "But could you make sure Needlekit okay before?" She asked.
Yarrowsting gave a nod, "Of course Daisystar..." he meowed and went over to his youngest son, and gave him a few licks to cheer him up, he knew how jumpy his kit could get, he looked back over to Bitterhowl, how could Bitterhowl push himself so far?
Daisystar smiled as she pushed herself to her paws and jumped onto her perch. A sigh escaped her. How did Swiftstar cope? She shook her head before she retreated back to her den. Maybe Starclan could speak with her, though she doubted it.
Bitterhowl glareing after the two cats backed off to the shade of the wall of camp again, he needed to think, and alot, he was really confused but everythign that had happend.

indeed, these RP's were very fun!
so yeah i worked a bit harder on bitter's anatomy by looking
at a picture and it's not...too bad...but he looks....FAT.

Art (C) Me
Bitterhowl & Yarrowsting (C) *Catsroxz
Daisystar (C) *May-Whitlock