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Originally Posted by Dust
@The Cannibal
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With the snarling slobbering jaws of the canines before them, Frostflight knew there was no way they could ever beat them in such a chaotic frenzy. Sure, they had numbers but with so many cats being injured by the pack... how long would they last until they had to retreat? Dogs were vicious creatures - Frostflight himself had rarely come in contact with them... once that he could remember but even that memory was fuzzy, but even then it had fought with such a ferocity that startled him. One cat was lunch... Two cats were a frenzy. He had to think quickly and though he didn't immediately recognize anyone around him, he felt an upsurge of confidence flood his veins as he called out around him, "We need a plan! Come here!" And at the hopes that some passing by felines who had planned to join the fight had heard his call - his kept his eyes moving back and forth on each one that had decided to join them.
With a quick breath he continued, "We need a plan. Too many are going in and coming out with injuries, so how do we stop the dogs without risking so many lives?" His heart with thumping out of his chest, claws extending into the soil as his ears swiveled at the sounds of nearby howling. "We need some semblance of organization - How long do we have and how many more do we need to lose until the dogs retreat? What if they come back and we still have everyone recovering? We need to make a big push as a large group." Frostflight's voice shook with nervousness, but there was a spark of hope in his eyes, anyone who wanted to say anything needed to now. If there was a hole in his plan he needed to know, if they had a better idea anything would work! |
It was absolute pandemonium, Grousestar never thought that the dog problem would get this out of control, and yet here it was. Strangely enough, he never felt more alive. He felt more alive now than he had in the past couple of months, it was strange but pleasant to feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins.
You can't focus on that now, there are cats to protect and dogs to fight. You can reflect later. The Skyclan leader thought to himself, backing himself closer to some other cats to get a breather. This wasn't how the fight should be going, its as if every warrior here had lost their brain and was just fighting blindly and wildly, like they didn't train for at least 6 moons to become what they are. There needed to be some order, some collective plan instead of senseless and erratic fighting.
The brown tabby would turn his head to focus on a cat who was speaking amongst all of this, speaking the very thoughts that ran through his mind. Who are they?
"You are very correct, this wild fighting with no direction is getting us no where! We need to focus them and attack as one instead of many. It's harder for them to pick off cats if we all surge forward at once!" Nodding his head to Frostflight, Grousestar would then look to the cats they had. It was strange to fight alongside another clan for a common cause. A few moons ago he wouldn't have thought it possible and yet here they were.. In fact.. Skyclan was grateful for the aid that Riverclan provided. He would need to speak to Fallenstar. For now though, they needed to drive these dogs away. Perhaps this would enlighten him towards choosing a new deputy, Starclan knows that he needed one.