Raven

Also nuh uh!! Not all of us :( its mean to be calling someone a wart over and over

*Raven's previous stance returns to his usual stiff annoyance quickly, he turns his head slightly away.*

*Raven chuckles, tilting his head down just about an inch. He sounds exasperated in his response.*

*Raven frowns deeper. He isn't that aggressive, he wouldn't do that. Yes, he's stronger than her, he knows that.*

*Raven starts to speak, then stops. He looks up again then quickly back down. He scoffs, though his tone makes it clear he's more upset about the implication he would kill her than he let's on.*

*Raven looks up at the sky, exactly where he threw her. He can see her falling from up high. He looks down, he almost looks ashamed between the anger and distress.*

I Didn't. That Wasn't. I Was Not Hitting Her Because I Was Jealous, I Was Hitting Her Because She Called Me Weak And I Am No Such Thing! Furthermore She Threatened To Bring Oliver Into This, He Has No Place In A Battle Between Witches. You.

*Raven looks to the side, his stance becoming ever so slightly angrier once more.*

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I Do Not Know Who You're Referring To, Star. If It's Anyone Violent I'll Have You Know Occurrences Like This Are.

*Raven's eyes remain glued to his fists.*

She-

*Upon actually realizing what the rat said, Raven whips his head over to them. He doesn't look angry anymore, in fact even the purple swirling in his eyes stops all at once. He looks hurt, and yet his fists still shake with anger. It takes him a few seconds to bring himself to say anything.*

I'm Not. I Am Not Doing It Vaine's Way. That's Not What This Is. I- I Mean Sure I Did Throw Her But That's Only Because She's Afraid Of Heights! And. I Suppose I Did.

*Raven looks down at his clenched fists and frowns.*

I'll have you know I smell like flowers and chamomile-

*Angel is cut off abruptly as she's shoved to the ground. She lets out a soft oof as she looks up to Raven. Raven doesn't hover for long, however, instead kneeling over to to hit her. Raven isn't one for physicality, Angel knows that, so in her shock she can barely think to cast a spell before Raven hits her again. And again. He continues as she cries out, asking him to stop. He shows no sign of slowing.*

You Do Not Threaten My Loved Ones.

*He hits her again.*

You Do Not Tell Me I am Weak.

*He hits her harder, pausing for a brief moment to speak.*

I Am Not Weak.

I don't know who you're referencing, but I appreciate you confirming Raven's jealousy problem! Truly the little bird needs to learn he isn't the strongest one in any given room.

*Raven scoffs, getting Angel's attention, as he takes out a sewing needle. One of the things he had taken from the tokens jar. He holds it up with two fingers as it begins glowing a soft purple.*

A trappers pin? Wow you really are just like him. You know those are purely psyisical, right? It'll only keep me still, it won't stop the magic. I could even still summon the ghost! You don't know what you're doing Birdy, just admit it! You'll never be more than a godling, you're not a witch little birdy.

I'm not bothered by someone that doesn't know how to tell manners of magic by color, clearly you don't know my plant magic appears a different color than Callie and Raven's dark magic or else you wouldn't be trying to make fun of it.

Hm. I'll Have To Locate Him After This, I Thank You For Your Warning.

That's assuming you leave unscathed, which is unlikely considering you can't move my defense an inch even with those magical crutches you're using. I'd say to show your rats something powerful, but failing at magic again and again is really your specialty isn't it? Birdy? Maybe you'd perform better if that boy of yours were here.

*Raven takes a step toward her, a step he didn't even register himself taking. He looks angry, angrier than before. A purple magic swirls behind his eyes as the thick powder becomes impossibly denser. He takes a few steps closer.*

Angel, Do Not.

That Does Make Me Feel Better, Actually.

*Raven says this as the cloud of purple powder gets thicker, appearing to consume Angel in what looks almost like a miniature tornado. Inside, Angel remains untouched and appears almost bored. Raven stares into the opaque powder as though it does nothing in making it harder to see her, glaring. He takes a step toward her then freezes before shaking his head to himself and taking the same step back.*

Trying to distract me with your little cloud isn't going to do anything, you of all people know how easy it is to tune out. Maybe you should just try harder, get closer Birdy, maybe it'll work then. I'm sure it won't explode in your face this time.

I Don't Care About Any "World Ending Apocalypse" I'm A Witch With The Ability To Travel Dimensions.

You can't do that, Raven.

*Raven growls again, giving a death glare to the other witch.*

You would need a guide for that, and as far as I'm aware you never even bothered to look into what animal it would be much less find one that could actually help you! Even your pathetic brother could do that.