🌊 A Debt Repaid 🌊

[gs29513]

@BILL. @spade @Sky13
At least Firepaw seemed to get the message, to attack while the large warrior was distracted. Although he didn't see her as a distraction for long, instead focusing the majority of his attention on her. While she was pleased she had managed to get a few blows in on his back, Splashleap couldn't say she had anticipated the flip as easily as she perhaps should have. After all, it was the default move for ridding your back of a clinging opponent. But she had been carried away in what could only be described as bloodlust, the desire to take out the emotions she couldn't process normally on something, ANYTHING, handy. Which happened to be Sweetsong.

So when the tom curved his body in an elaborate flip, attempting to roll over her with all his mass, she didn't get fully clear in time. Yes she avoided the worst of the roll, but her front paw was squashed beneath him before she jerked it free, darting away. With Firepaw aiming for his hind end she moved to the front, limping slightly on her injured forepaw. How badly injured, only time would tell. As she was bunching her muscles for another leap, Kestrelstar's voice rang out over the clearing.

Whipping her head around in what was perhaps not the most intelligent decision given that the Thunderclan warrior might not stop, Splashleap nodded quickly to her leader. He certainly looked the worse for wear, almost all of his pelt covered in blood. Whos she didn't know, but it was safe to surmise at least some was his judging by the limp he walked with. Moving with a limp herself, Splashleap padded to Ottersplash's body.

She had been so excited for this battle, this chance to prove herself to the clan before. And now, she only felt a pit of emptiness. Sure she hadn't died, she hadn't been a complete embarrassment. But cats had DIED, cats she had known since she was a young warrior. It was hard to think it was worth it at all at times like this. Dipping her head to wriggle underneath the body of the warrior, she hissed softly as her injured paw knocked against a root. But she was soon on her feet, a sad coat of bloody fur draped limply across her back as she followed Kestrelstar from the Thunderclan camp. It would be a long, long walk back.

[Zee]

[Open to interaction, however do not expect a response!]

Valiant was the struggle of a cat who fought not only for honor but survival, claws lashing out in an attempt to rake Goosefury's back as he found the opening in her throat. Whitewolf might've been old but she was far from prepared to die--when the fight had broken out her clanmates had done well holding their ground and Whitewolf knew that meant there was still some semblance of hope for them. For a moment, she saw her blood-splattered camp through the eyes of someone new; someone who'd failed to fall into the trap of depression, anger, and paranoia when her world rapidly fell apart around her.

To her younger self, all of this was still bleak and horrid. Whitewolf couldn't imagine the things the kits had seen--thank hell someone escorted them out. Even so, remnants of who she'd been weren't enough to save her for holding onto her anger at RiverClan even in death. Her eyes watered as she realized if she died today she would not be the one to make Kestrelstar pay for all of this. All this fear, this hate, this pain, this suffering...it turned a new leaf for a senior Warrior who before would seize any opportunity she found for peace even when her blood boiled beneath that long, striped fur.

It took too long for her to die. Her neck was thick and Goosefury's bite force--well, he had to get there under all that matted fur--and even then the back and forth of her death throes was bound to last half a minute or more. And as she lost control of her thoughts she almost recognized a russet figure before her. She thought of the mother she never knew, her uncle, Stagheart, who had taken her in, Springpaw, her brother, and her step-siblings Deerpaw and Autumnleaf. She thought of Pigeonkit and Cinderpaw and Oakspire and Yarrowshade, and...

Rosestream?

Whitewolf opened her mouth to speak but all that came was a strangled croak as she rapidly lost blood. Foxpaw was just a ThunderClan Apprentice with whom she'd gone on a patrol, but to Whitewolf she was a whirling blur that looked too much like her long lost mate. Had her Summer Rose come to take her to StarClan? She would see her whole family there--her family buried in Firefly Cove, which RiverClan had taken.

Anger and sadness and guilt churned in Whitewolf's retching belly. Her mate was here to take her home; this was no time to establish a vendetta.

[Tuftdrawsanddoodles]

Icespark nodded and followed Kestrelstar out of camp. Now she just needed to wait for Woodheart to come

Rippleflight and Cypressfall followed Kestrelstar out of camp

[Shade.]

@Zee
@Ziera

Yarrowshade whipped away from Stormtalon as something caught her eye. Whitewolf. Dying. She didn't even know what she was thinking at that point. She rushed away, halting before the body with a look of disbelief in her eyes. She never thought she'd see the day when...
Yarrowshade didn't love. She didn't know how to. All she knew was that Whitewolf, her former, mentor had been a thorn in her side for a long time. And now she was gone.
Yarrowshade didn't know how to love, because no one had ever loved her. Whitewolf had done the best she could to train her, but she probably saw the darkness lurking within. Yarrowshade didn't love, and the feeling was mutual.
But she felt something. She had often been annoyed at Whitewolf and thought about killing her. But watching her die, just like that, after all the time she'd spent hating her for existing, it felt incomplete. Unsatisfying.
The brown tabby's eyes filled with tears. They rolled down her bloody cheeks and stung her torn chest. She had absolutely no idea what was happening to her. She wanted it to stop.
"Huh, even in...death...you manage to...u-upset me!" she choked out through tears. There was a small pool of blood beneath her now, mixing with the blood pouring from Whitewolf's neck. She shuddered and stared in disbelief.

[carmen]

@Zee

Foxpaw hit the ground hard and laid there, panting and staring up at Goosefury. He looked like someone had reawakened the Dark Forest and brought them as a whole into one cat's body. She hissed at him as he turned away. Murderer. The blood on the claws of Riverclan would continue to grow. This wouldn't stop until it was too late. Until there was no one left to fight for either side. Each clan reenacting revenge on the other, over and over again. She stood up and shivered. Foxpaw was shaking. She stared off at the retreating shapes of Riverclan as they walked away, leaving the bodies of her clanmates to rot.

A groan startled her out of her misery and she turned back to Whitewolf. How was she not dead? Foxpaw ran closer and turned her face to the white warrior. They weren't as close as the other cats were, but she couldn't let her die alone. This cat who she had looked up to, this cat who held the clan together when no one else had stepped up. "I'm here." She didn't know who Whitewolf saw her as, but she was, there. "I'm with you to the end." Though she knew there would be no response.

[shaae_26]

Originally Posted by gs29513

@BILL. @spade @Sky13
At least Firepaw seemed to get the message, to attack while the large warrior was distracted. Although he didn't see her as a distraction for long, instead focusing the majority of his attention on her. While she was pleased she had managed to get a few blows in on his back, Splashleap couldn't say she had anticipated the flip as easily as she perhaps should have. After all, it was the default move for ridding your back of a clinging opponent. But she had been carried away in what could only be described as bloodlust, the desire to take out the emotions she couldn't process normally on something, ANYTHING, handy. Which happened to be Sweetsong.

So when the tom curved his body in an elaborate flip, attempting to roll over her with all his mass, she didn't get fully clear in time. Yes she avoided the worst of the roll, but her front paw was squashed beneath him before she jerked it free, darting away. With Firepaw aiming for his hind end she moved to the front, limping slightly on her injured forepaw. How badly injured, only time would tell. As she was bunching her muscles for another leap, Kestrelstar's voice rang out over the clearing.

Whipping her head around in what was perhaps not the most intelligent decision given that the Thunderclan warrior might not stop, Splashleap nodded quickly to her leader. He certainly looked the worse for wear, almost all of his pelt covered in blood. Whos she didn't know, but it was safe to surmise at least some was his judging by the limp he walked with. Moving with a limp herself, Splashleap padded to Ottersplash's body.

She had been so excited for this battle, this chance to prove herself to the clan before. And now, she only felt a pit of emptiness. Sure she hadn't died, she hadn't been a complete embarrassment. But cats had DIED, cats she had known since she was a young warrior. It was hard to think it was worth it at all at times like this. Dipping her head to wriggle underneath the body of the warrior, she hissed softly as her injured paw knocked against a root. But she was soon on her feet, a sad coat of bloody fur draped limply across her back as she followed Kestrelstar from the Thunderclan camp. It would be a long, long walk back.

Firepaw heard the cry too and stopped his fight. He followed Splashleap to Ottersplash's body

[Abyssopelagic]

With a final hiss, Palepaw wriggled away from her foe and trotted behind the rest of her clanmates, eyes glaring at the thundercats as they left. As she took in the damages on both sides, Tawnybird's words rung in her head.....
Which made her thing of the apprentice that had flung herself at her, who she no doubt humiliated when she talked her down and left her in the dirt with a warning.
No doubt this wasn't the end of anything, but just the beginning of something much larger. The thought didn't settle well with her.

[wolfie]

@BILL. @Ziera just for viewing purposes ;w; //
Over time and time again he found himself in different stages of his life trying to convince himself he prepared to sacrifice everything for Riverclan. After all, Wormbite couldn't live for himself. It was such an undeniable fact that he lived for others. Just pure acquaintance he would have a passing word with but sometimes there were cats that made him want to live for himself. The smallest part of Wormbite wanted so whole-heartedly to believe he could. Yet without fail, every single time? He lost them.

So with Ottersplash's desperate voice ranging through out his ears, Wormbite whipped around towards his direction (Hewasn'tsupposedtobeherehewa--) He listened. Of course he listened, dragged his claws away from Whitewolf's body but her fate was already sealed. It was a split second. A split second before Wormbite even had a chance to properly react. Taunting joined his ears and a low growl bubbled up from his throat. "Get away from him before I tear you limb from limb, " He seethed. It was all too late. All too late as he Sweetsong dragged his claws across Ottersplash's throat. An empty cry escaped from Wormbite.

Blood pooled at his paws as Goosefury finished off Whitewolf. Before he knew it Wormbite was running towards Ottersplash. His ears flattened as he reached his body, "Ottersplash?" He spoke quietly, placing a paw against his side to nudge him. He was dead. Wormbite could feel himself begin to crumble, this was his fault -- wasn't it? "You.. you weren't.. supposed to be here, why did-- " He took a step back, tears welting up in the edges of his eyes. "You're such an idiot, " He mumbled in a breathless laugh, sadness wanted to swallow Wormbite whole but the tired rage was still burning inside of him. He wanted to turn around and find the warrior. Rip him to shreds and taunt him till his last breath. He wanted to scream because once again Wormbite had lost someone. He did none of those. Later, perhaps. He personally drag down Ottersplash's murderer to the Dark Forest. For now?

He gave a dip of his head in respect, blinking away his tears. Forcing the numbness to wash over his senses. Wormbite's ears perked up at the sound of Kestrelstar's voice and it was over. Their debt was repaid and Splashleap took Ottersplash away. The warrior left Thunderclan's camp feeling like the sky was going to collapse any moment and he hoped it did.

[Starfall]

Rowanmist
@x ghostie , @Zee
@Papaya , @Ziera , @Jay.

The tabby felt something tearing near the top of his shoulder, it felt as though he was going to be ripped of the Thunderclanner's back. With a hiss he dug his claws further into the Molly's back, doing his best to keep himself from being flung off.

In a flash Whitewolf was down for the count, as she slumped he felt himself tumble forwards, landing on his back causing all the air to be knocked out of him. He laid there, dazed for a few seconds, attempting to collect his bearings as he gasped. After his head stopped spinning, and his gaze focused he rolled over with a pained grunt.

Rowanmist had faintly heard Kestrelstar call for them to head back as he was sprawled out on the ground. Stumbling forwards slightly, he gave Goosefury a quick look over, he wasn't sure if he had any major injuries, but for the most part he seemed okay enough to stand and to walk. Blue eyes spotted a clanmate laid out on the ground. They seemed a little worse for wear.

Sucking in a deep breath the Maine coon mix gently hoisted up Looncry, awkwardly jostling the unconcious Warrior, and slowly trudged his way back to camp.

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Spiderthroat
The Calico let out a growl as he watched the Riverclaners walk away. Walk away. They didn't run away, they didn't retreat out of fear. They walked away, left on their own accord. It was a bitter defeat, they'd killed cats, heavily wounded them, but Riverclan won this.

His tail lashed behind him as he glared at the entrance where they had left. It was another lost war for Thunderclan and he was beginning to grow tired of their track record.

[Rani]

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