[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Beau

Owl, Constellation
Halfgaze stood her ground after knocking Passionblaze away, giving the tom a stoney glare. The Thunderclan deputy glared back at her with a fire that matched his name. Halfgaze met his glare with an icy one, narrowing her heterochromatic eyes as she flicked her tail behind her. There was too much chaos to speak, but her body language clearly told Passionblaze to move on or face her. Halfgaze found that she was right when she doubted that he would fight her, as the frustrated tom moved off to let his anger out on someone else. The tortoiseshell let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at Goldenstar but before she could celebrate, Halfgaze was bowled over by another cat. The molly hissed and jabbed upwards with her paws to thrust her attacker away and stood facing him. It seemed that the Thunderclan warrior had attempted to step in for Passionblaze but had arrived slightly too late. Halfgaze growled and resumed a defensive position watching the tom with hawk-like eyes and waiting to strike until he was back on his paws.

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Constellation
Dovecoo’s shoulder burned and she squinted her eyes shut against the pain, trying to ignore the foreign feeling of heat and a sticky substance leaking all over the shoulder. Even as a warrior, Dovecoo hadn’t been terribly fond of battles and tended to fight on the outskirts of the battle with less powerful cats. Therefore, she had few scars. This would be the biggest. Dovecoo shrunk down farther as the Thunderclan warrior lunged again, expecting the feeling of her claws taking through her skin once more. Instead, she felt nothing and heard the thud of a body and the slam of paws on the ground. Peeking open her blue eyes, Dovecoo let out a sigh of relief at the sight of Honeythistle preotecting her.

Piperwing lunged at the white feline once more, only to be thrown to the side by a much larger Shadowclan cat. Her head hit the ground hard and Piperwing was dazed for a moment. She got to her paws and shook her head, feeling blood trickle down the side of her head. She ignored it and growled at the second attacker. The sandy feline’s heart almost stopped when she saw the size of the cat before her. Piperwing was as fiery as they come and never hesitated in battle, but even she had to admit that her opponent was huge. Accepting that the battle was going to be incredibly tough didn’t mean she didn’t intend to fight it, though. Her eyes flicked to the cat behind him and she sneered, “What, you need a big tough tom to defend you?” Piperwing wasn’t a mean cat, but she didn’t stand for anyone doubting she-cats. She’d been doubted because of her gender and size all her life, and Piperwing had never turned down an opportunity to fight for her pride. After her jeer, the Thunderclan she-cat threw herself at the tom, lashing out with her paw to try to land on his back and claw him.

With the Thunderclan cat fallen for a moment, Honeythistle quickly took time to give Dovecoo and once-over look. His eyes trailed her form, making sure she was alright. When his eyes caught that she had a scar on her shoulder, trickle of blood dripping, his features morphed into something unreadable. It was a good thing that Dovecoo was hiding - at least trying her best to hide, despite her snowy fur being much too easy to detect. Honeythistle growled, slowly ready to approach the she cat. She looked a bit...lost for a moment when she was thrown to the side. “Don’t worry about her.” He snarled, unsheathing his claws to prepare for another attack. His opponent was a small little thing, for sure. Beating her would be as easy as crushing an insect. “You better hope you make it alive.” Honeythistle was already impatient, and with this battle going on, it only made him even more upset. Especially since Dovecoo was here! Honeythistle didn’t think traveling to the gathering would turn so deadly, but here two clans was; battling. If it was going to be anything like this, perhaps all his mates should be staying back at camp. At the same moment the she cat threw herself towards him, Honeythistle was charging at her. She was much slender than him, able to throw a perfect hit with sharp claws. Honeythistle has tensed upon the impact. He had twisted his body around to snap his jaws at the she cat. Bringing up a paw, the tom furiously struck, aiming to unbalance or hurt his opponent.

Originally Posted by Leaf_tail

The call to attack rang in Brokencreek's ears. He flexed his claws, feeling his muscles tighten as he sprang into battle, searching for a ThunderClan cat worthy of his time. Finally.

He had missed the feeling of battle, the surge of adrenaline and strength that shot through his veins with every yowl and hiss. A grin stretched across his face as he slid between pairs of fighters, his skinny frame making him a hard target.

Brokencreek's eyes skimmed the fighting cats, assessing their size and strength. None of them are good enough, he thought with disgust. None of them except.... His eyes strayed to the group of cats in the center of the battle and his kinked tail lashed. An ambitious opponent, even for him, but he couldn't let this opportunity go to waste. In a flash black fur and green eyes, he leaped at Passionstar, teeth bared and claws outstretched.

@Constellation (sorry this took a while!)

[Haha! He’s still Passionblaze in the battle c: ]
After throwing aside another Shadowclan warrior, Passionblaze was immediately ready to clash into another one. If his mind had been sober, he would had realized how wrong this was. He had no right to start a fight, but the chanting inside his mind thought otherwise. Someone had to address this issue. Passionblaze couldn’t allow two clans to attack them surprisingly and not expect for them to get revenge. Sure, they had won, but Passionblaze was not happy with the bloodshed and lost warriors at the expense of Windclan and Shadowclan. Now, he started a fight. One that he will finish. Breathing heavily, Passionblaze was met with green eyes in the distance. Another Shadowclan cat looking to be humiliated? Passionblaze whiskers twitched with a sadistic feel, and he prepared himself into a battle stance upon the hungry eyes of the Shadowclan warrior. Almost taunting his opponent to lunge toward him. In a flash, Passionblaze was caught off guard for a moment, he took a powerful blow to the ground. Using the strength in his legs, he kicked the Shadowclan warrior off him, snarling. Passionblaze scrambles to his paws, all feeling of pain blinded to him. He didn’t even take a moment to recover from his daze as he charged toward the Shadowclan warrior to claw at him.

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Rain was pouring heavily. It would had been a nice time to sit and admire the powerful weather if it wasn’t a battle going on. Passionblaze had finished knocking aside a random Shadowclan warrior, and he was ready to put pain to others. With the rain, it was a blinding thing. Droplets covered his vision, causing him to blink more frequently than he needed to. All around him he could hear the ferocious growls, the deadly noise when a cat’s form impacted the ground. It was getting out of control! Blinking his eyes once more, Passionblaze ran blindly to find another Thunderclan warrior. They needed backup...quicker than he thought. He just hoped Riverclan was ready to come to their aid once more. His heavy paws slapped the ground, splashing deep puddles and soggy dirt. “Hey, you!” He boomed, not really knowing who he was addressing. He knew they were Thunderclan by their melting scent. Darkening and thundering rain, it was truly hard to tell what was before you. “Go get help from Fallenstar!” He ordered, his pelt completely wet, clinging to his frame.

@Aurora Borealis