[By the time Flowey turns away, Firepaw's fur is prickling with the urge to tackle him. That was how cats settled things in the forest, that was how he earned his place in ThunderClan. But he glances around at the rest of the party... and decides that he can't ruin the good mood for everyone else. Instead, he just shakes his head until the flower crown falls off, and bats it generally toward Flowey.
It takes him a while to think of it, but he does have the language for what Flowey is.]
Go eat crowfood, asshole!
[Cats don't really cry, but Firepaw's eyes are wet and there's definitely a shake to his voice. He is just going to turn around and stomp away, before he succumbs to the urge to fight.]
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It takes him a while to think of it, but he does have the language for what Flowey is.]
Go eat crowfood, asshole!
[Cats don't really cry, but Firepaw's eyes are wet and there's definitely a shake to his voice. He is just going to turn around and stomp away, before he succumbs to the urge to fight.]