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Post by Chachafu on May 15, 2009 16:06:29 GMT -5
Ambermoon pushed Blood off of her with strong legs. She quickly got up and flung herself at Blood landing on his back. She immediately started clawing at his back. If he was the leader, all she had to do was kill him.
With that thought in her mind she raked her claws even harder, leaving deep scratches in his back. She really wanted to get back to Moonfang but she didn't have the time. She had to finish this scum because Stormcloud did not.
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Clawear kneaded the ground in anticipation. She felt like something horribly wrong was happening to the camp. Without any warning at all, Clawear took of into the direction of the camp.
Forgive me Silentstripe, Mauler. I cannot let this happen! Clawear thought as she raced through the trees.
((OOC: Are you going to RP Hawkshadow in this Pheo?))
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Post by Riverflame on May 15, 2009 18:42:39 GMT -5
Moonfang was staring at the black she-cat named Chaos when another she-cat ran up.
With two rouges against her, and only one eye to see them from, she knew she was useless. If she went for one, the other would attack. If she went back in her den, they would have her cornered. Her best bet was to stay in the open, and defend herself. But she managed a hiss, arching her back again and stretching the scratches that were now starting to sting.
She darted the the side with surprising agility, allowing the other she-cat to sail past her. She proceeded to jump on top of her, scoring some scratches down her back before spinning around to face the other.
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The black she-cat kicked Sparta off, digging her claws into his shoulder.
Chaos yowled a battle cry and launched herself at the medicine cat, pinning her to the ground.
"See, little kitty?" she said sweetly, raising her blood-soaked claws to slash the she-cat's throat. "I can kill you all. And you can't do anything to stop me."
The medicine cat struggled, clawing at the she-cat's underbelly with her hind paws. It was weak, but she scored a few deep ones making Chaos loosen her grip a bit.
"No!" the black she-cat yowled, bringing her claws down. They raked across Moonfang's shoulder as she scrambled out of her grasp.
The medicine cat turned and threw herself at Chaos, claws outstretched. Her one eye gleamed ferociously as she crashed to the ground, rolling and spitting with the other she-cat. She wouldn't let Foxclaw die in vain. And she wouldn't let her Clan down. She would survive this battle.
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Post by Tyler-182 on May 15, 2009 20:01:12 GMT -5
SilentStripe hissed furiously as he was gouged across the stomach; He hissed and rolled weakly to his paws. Regaining his footing he released an epic war cry; The sound that of a lion.
"ShadowClan will be harmed no farther! Nothing will harm my CrowStar! Nothing will harm my cats! This is my family! You will die filth!"
The determined deputy leapt towards Blood again; This time his bustling muscles rippling through his fur as he dug his claws deep into the flesh of the Dead Plains leader. SilentStripe was determined to chase off these foes. He would not allow ShadowClan to fall; He promised them honor. He promised them glory; SilentStripe never broke a promise.
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Sparta hissed as he was knocked off of Chaos; The loner jerked back to his feet quickly; He would of let the feline go free but now her word had been broken. The cat of valor quickly charged forward to Chaos again leaping onto her shoulder blades and sinking his teeth into the soft spot behind her neck; Piercing down hard. He gave no words; for Sparta's belief was that those who were lairs deserved no word of truth.
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Mauler set into panic as ClawEar ran off into the camp.
"M-M-Miss ClawEar no!"
The young kit; Only five moons old charged into the camp as well; Terrified out of his mind at the sight of battle and blood. The sorrowful creature mewed and began to cry. Tears pouring freely down his face fur. Young and scared yet determined. Sparta was his mentor; Inspiration flowed through his veins like blood. The kit charged after ClawEar.
"M-Miss ClawEar! N-No! M-Mister SilentStripe s-said stay outside!"
The youngling reached her ankles and began to bite furiously at them trying to pull to the entrance; The youngling placed himself in the line of danger praying that ClawEar would listen to reason. Sparta & SilentStripe were both old and strong. They would prevail no matter the cause. They could never let their loved ones down. For love was stronger than any hate.
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SilentStripe allowed his aged teeth to pierce Bloods flesh as he claws rapidly across him. He released his maw only to shout "You've done your damage! Leave us!" SilentStripe was the oldest cat in the forest; His bones were fragile; He was becoming beaten and broken yet he would rather die than to watch his clan fall. Fighting along side Sparta was what SilentStripe always dreamed of since their fate at ThunderPath. This leader would be driven away never to return. That was a promise.
His eyes shot to his leader and he let a fierce shout ring; "CrowStar; Run! Go get ThunderClan's help! We need them! You are too weak to fight; GO!"
The deputy stared into his leaders eyes for only a moment; "Trust me CrowStar! I will -NOT- let you down!"
He continued to wreck havok upon the leaders body; piercing and slashing in every place his mortal form touched. SilentStripe would prevail.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 15, 2009 20:24:27 GMT -5
Cinder chuckled at Moonfang. She would get over the pain in the morning, but now, the medicine cat had to die. She quickly glanced at Chaos. The Siamese she-cat charged to the medicine cat, determined for at least one kill tonight.
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Moonpaw looked around the clearing. The first thing he spotted was a kit! The bloody apprentice pelted over to the young tom.
"What are you doing here? Go find safely!" he yowled. Then his mind processed something, this kit wasn't of ShadowClan. It couldn't of been an attack, though.
His mind rushed with thoughts, but only one came through. Help any kit in pain or danger, no matter which Clan.
"Hurray, come with me. I can get you to safety." he urgently mewed to the loner kit.
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Post by Tyler-182 on May 15, 2009 20:32:02 GMT -5
Mauler looked to Moonpaw concerned but then shook his head quickly.
"I-I'm sorry but N-No! I told Master S-Sparta and S-Sir SilentStripe I would watch over ClawEar; M-Me would rather die t-than let my fr-friends down!"
The young kit mewed helplessly as he continued to chase after ClawEar biting at her ankles trying to get her to safety.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 15, 2009 20:39:25 GMT -5
Moonpaw let out a sigh then ran after the kit.
"I'm sure Clawear can watch over herself, she's a trained and experienced warrior. I'm sure Sparta and Silentstripe wouldn't mind f you stayed safe during all of this. But, if you got hurt and died, then Sparta would be devastated." Moonpaw yowled after the young Mauler. He had no idea who this Sparta was, but he had to somehow convince the kit.
The apprentice caught up to the kit and grabbed him by the scruff.
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Post by Riverflame on May 15, 2009 20:40:50 GMT -5
(( EEP! My charrie is toying with death times two!  )) Moonfang glanced back just in time to see the other cat leap at her. As they hit the ground, the medicine cat yowled and brought a paw up to scratch her. She was a medicine cat, but before she was doomed to such a life, she had wanted to be a warrior. Now she was used to healing, not battling. But all battle training came back to her. Usually she was against violence- being medicine cat left you too soft for killing another cat more than half the time -but now she felt as if she wasn't a medicine cat; she was an apprentice, a new warrior. She was helping defend her Clan, and she knew that even if she was outmatched, she wouldn't let her Clan suffer. |
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Post by Falconheart on May 15, 2009 20:40:59 GMT -5
Skysong dove to protect Moonfang. She swiped at the cat who tried to kill the one-eyed medicine cat while it was in midair. She dropped back.
"You needed proof that I was mature. Well, here it is."
She lunged, and grabbed onto the rogue cat with her long claws and sunk her long, sharp teeth into its back.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 15, 2009 20:47:21 GMT -5
Cinder let out a fieourus hiss and aimed for a front paw strike. (frontal attack, Cinder brings front paw down hard at the face of Moonfang, claws are unsheathed.)
The she-cat's strike came down hard on the medicine cat's face.
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Post by Tyler-182 on May 15, 2009 20:47:51 GMT -5
mauler kicked furiously as he was being dragged away; He was too weak to get away but yelled up a storm.
"N-No! Please Mister C-Clan cat! I can't let S-Sparta down; I P-promised! C-ClawEar P-Please come back!"
Tears continued to ran down the kits face as he felt the rush of sorrow flood through him. He had failed his best friend and close friend. Mauler; Was in depression.
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Post by Riverflame on May 15, 2009 21:02:14 GMT -5
Moonfang shook her head, trying to clear her mind, when a paw came down hard on her face. She yowled in pain, jumping backwards. Blood ran down in trickles, into her eye and down the other side of her face as well.
She shook her head again, this time blinking the blood from her eyes, and launched back at the cat. In a blind rage, she pinned her down, shoving Skysong out of the way. This was her fight. She needed all the help she could get, but she didn't want to have to need it. She wanted to be a warrior, to fight for her Clan in the real sense and not just have to defend herself.
She brought her claws down, and pressed them against the rogue she-cat's shoulder, slicing diagonally down to the other foreleg. Blood welled out, not enough to kill, but enough for a painful warning.
"Get out of ShadowClan's territory, now," she spat, blinking blood out of her eye again.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 15, 2009 21:03:41 GMT -5
Moonpaw let out a muffled growl through the kit's fur. He examined the clearing, not thinking where to take him. The first thing he thought of was the nursery, but he'd be domed there.
After a few heart beats that seemed to last seasons, he thought of something else. The apprentice hurried toward the camp entrance, weaving through fighting cats.
The tom rushed out of the camp entrance. His muscles telling him to stop and drop the kit here, but his mind told him that was a bad idea.
Moonpaw continued the carry the complaining kit several fox length from the camp behind some shrubs. The gray cat set down the kit gently, so not to make him more upset.
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Post by Chachafu on May 15, 2009 21:38:12 GMT -5
((OOC: I won't let Moonfang die! But I don't know if I made the best choice for Clawear...))
Clawear stopped running. She could not stand the wailing of little Mauler. Reluctantly, she ran after Moonpaw. When she reached them she pressed her head against Mauler's head.
"Mauler, please don't cry." Clawear said to the kit, "It's not your fault, it's mine. I will take responsibility for my actions. You have done your best, but Starclan is calling me. My destiny is in their paws. So please, please, stop crying. I can't bear it, and I don't know how I will when my kits are born."
Clawear gently licked the kits eyes, taking away the tears.
"I have to go, my clan needs me." Clawear said as she turned to leave, back towards the camp, "And Mauler, Thank you."
Clawear raced back to camp. She ran straight for Moonfang's den, passing fighting and hissing cats. She flung herself on the first cat she saw (Cinder). Claws now unsheathed, she started clawing at the she-cat.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 15, 2009 21:45:05 GMT -5
Cinder whipped around from the medicine cat to she a warrior clawing at her. Before doing anything, she let out a hiss. The she-cat returned the warrior's clawing. She gave the other she-cat a hard blow.
Her blues eyes were filled with rage. All she wanted to do was kill a helpless cat! What don't others understand about that!?
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Post by Falconheart on May 15, 2009 22:02:33 GMT -5
Starpool was surveying. She didn't know where she should enter the battle for maximum death. She saw Moonfang strike away her sister. Starpool raced to Skysong's side.
"What's the status?!"
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Skysong cleared her head.
"What's the status?" she heard Starpool say.
Skysong squinted her ice blue eyes.
"Well, Moonfang is being an old fart, for one thing."
Skysong looked at Starpool.
"Maybe she'll listen to a more sane and rational cat. I'm going to get some other rogues."
Skysong bounded off.
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Starpool sighed. Why was she left to do everything? Stupid twin...
She rushed into battle.
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Post by Lord Pheonixfire on May 15, 2009 22:03:22 GMT -5
Blood was going to kill this deputy if it was teh last thing he did. HE felt the determined deputy run his sharp claws down his back letting out a spray of blood. HE looked around, his vision clouded by blood. He could see that they were not in the best position now. Growling , he bucked, throwing the deputy off his back and spun around, "YOu will leave this territory now, lest more of your cats die." he said. Turning he rushed towards the enterance of the den of the leader. Running he head-butted Serpentwind in the face taking her by surprisew and knocking her off her paws. Then reaching for the frail shadowclan leader he pounced, taking the mighty leader by the scruff his teeth ready to spring into closing at first site. Then moving out he shouted through Crowstar's fur, "STOP FIGHTING!" No one had ever thought that those words were to come from Blood's mouth but he said, "Or I will rip this scrawny little neck in two." he finished. "And his nine lives won't help him there.
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Hawkshadow rushed in the camp bowling over Cinder and hissing to his mate, "What are you doing?" he bit down on Cinder's chest, "You're supposed to be safe now!"
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Post by Charbarboo on May 15, 2009 22:16:23 GMT -5
Stormcloud went after the leader as he rushed into Crowstar's den. Serpentwind, unfortunately would have to wait. As soon as he spotted Crowstar being held by the scruff, he let out a low growl. "Let him go. You've got no right to be here. ShadowClan has ruled this territory for generation!" he hissed.
His mind raced, he could let Crowstar die. That would go against the warrior code and be inhumane. Without thinking, Stormcloud found himself charging at the rogue, full force. The tom had his head down, ready for a full on head butt.
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Cinder let out a hiss. "Hawkstorm! You always end up getting in the way!" she growled. The pain was starting to really seep in to her now. But the one thing that kept her going was the thought of taking another life, how joyful!
She riped around and drew up her hind legs and gave Hawkstorm a kick in the chest; see how he likes it!
Her coat color was now almost completely unrecognizable, blood stained her pelt from this night of fighting. But that was just how Cinder liked it!
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Post by Tyler-182 on May 15, 2009 23:03:42 GMT -5
SilentStripe stared down Blood in cold hatred as he grabbed his leader. Stormcloud launched towards the rouge yet was struck down by SilentStripe. The deputy pushed Stormcloud away. He moved slowly towards Blood and continued to glare.
"Your life ends now."
SilentStripe was never one to be fooled with; His tricks were older & better than any other cats. The brave deputy would not allow his leader to fall; This battle ended now. The silent black tom kicked his hind heel into the air and spun quickly in the air landing atop of Blood; His claws digging into the side of the Dead Plains leaders maw and ripping backwards in full force causing his jaw to give way. CrowStar would fall to the ground and now was Stormclouds chance to help CrowStar out of here. The deputy quickly contracted his muscles in a sudden stroke; His form arms ripping back and allowing a claw to cut deep into Blood's throat.
The soft beautiful sight of Crimson liquid spilled softly down in a steady stream of bliss. The deputy thought only for a moment about giving mercy; Yet then thought of the mercy the Dead Plains had shown them. He swiped his claws again down Bloods throat; Causing the gash to render deeper. Blood would be losing too much of his own blood to go on. SilentStripe pushed down his back right paw to flip the leader over and stare down into his face as his claws set on the soft flesh of the underbelly.
The deputy grinned and suddenly lashed his maw forward biting deeply into the gash allowing more flesh and muscle to be torn though he did not strike the airways. He pulled back and smirked scornfully down to Blood.
"ShadowClan is worth more than your kind ten times a million you heartless scour of death. Your lies and deceit will cause your life to come to a formidable end. "
The deputy then leaned forward and allowed his wretched sliced tongue to coarse slowly up the wound on the dying leaders neck; Their blood combining in a pool of filth and disgust.
"We have StarClan; You have nothing. We have faith; You have nothing. We have love; You -have nothing-."
The deputy pressed his claws into the underbelly of the leader and penetrated them soft mushy flesh in a easy movement. SilentStripe had been hiding his true ability's as an elder warrior until now.
"I am giving you and your kind one last chance you monster; Leave our sacred ground and never return. Else I will end your life now. The way I see it; Unless you get back to your home for some type of healing you have less than thirty minutes to live before your life force drains from you and you lie dead before your comrades; In which case I will presume to take the rest of their lives."
Sparta entered the den; His head held proud as he slowly prowled over to the pinned leader and nodded in a light sincear nod.
"I suggest you take his advice my friend."
SilentStripe pushed harder on the fiends stomach causing the blood to rush out faster from the pressure that he was causing. It was Blood's choice. Die by the paws of SilentStripe; or flee to fight another day.
The deputy smirked highly and made one last wish to the monster that dared intrude their land.
"And if you so much as set paw in any of the other three clan territory's; I assure you Sparta and I; If not all of ShadowClan will be by their side. More powerful than ever. So I suggest if you wish to stand a chance against us clan born. You get a stronger force before leading a full blow assault on a camp full of capable warriors that would die for there cause."
The deputy then stood high over the fallen leader and awaited his response; Wither SilentStripe would rip his throat from its placement, or allow the leader a chance at freedom was completely up to himself.
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(OOC: Honestly Dead Plains should of had more members before attacking; I will sign up for a charry soon enough. But for now the way I see it odds are against them. They should flee in order to regroup and re-mass in order to lead a stronger attack force. This is why I am ending this.)
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Mauler sat near MoonPaw and sobbed loudly; He had failed Sparta & SilentStripe and the poor kit could never forgive himself.
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Post by Crowy on May 16, 2009 4:54:45 GMT -5
Crowstar tried to claw at Blood's paw standing on his throat. He could hardly breath, but someone was coming out of his den, bloody and looking skinnier than before.
"Get... off... of... the father.... of my kits!" Serpentwind hissed and huffed, walking forward slowly. "If you kill him, I will abandon my kits and hunt you down until I kill you with my own two paws." Serpentwind narrowed her bright green eyes at the tom, her white fur stained pink with blood. Her kits were mewling inside Crowstar's den, wanting their mother.
"Don't... Do it.... Serpentwind..." Crowstar wheezed. He could feel himself getting weaker due to lack of oxygen. He would lose his second life in a few days, but he would be stronger when he came back.
His body fell limp, and he saw a cat.
"Father, I trust you to lead Shadowclan to victory." Came a kits voice. It was Rookkit, his first born daughter.
"Rookkit... I will not fail you!" Crowstar said.
As he awoke, he could feel more energy flowing through him. His disease was gone, and now he had the strength to push off Blood, but he would wait until the right moment, so he remained limp, playing dead in the tom's paws.
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Post by Charbarboo on May 16, 2009 8:22:40 GMT -5
Moonpaw glared at Mauler for a heartbeat. "My name is Moonpaw. Please don't cry. Unless you'd like a fox to hear and come get you, then I suggest you stop." he meowed.
"It was not your fault that you let Silentstripe or Sparta down. When they ask, just blame it on me. I don't mind." the apprentice meowed to Mauler.
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