March Gathering

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Morningpaw had done nothing else, so Finchwhisker was able to turn his full attention back to Wolffang. Feelings of reparation ebbed through the deputy as his claws caught onto and tore open the warrior's side. There. Now they were mostly even. As he got up from his roll, he took note that some of the rabbit-chasers were fleeing as their leader arrived on the scene. But this one was a little more persistent. While the other tom crept toward him once more, he kept his gaze fixated on his every movement. "What's the matter? Aren't you going to get up and flee with the other rabbits?" he sneered, taking one small step forward.

And then the strike happened. He'd expected Wolffang to be aiming for his left shoulder, but the sudden change of direction caught him off guard. A claw poked into the area around his right shoulder, drawing a small amount of blood. At the same time came Dawnstar's call for ShadowClan to leave. Wrenching himself free of the other tom, the dark tabby scowled indignantly. "This isn't over. We'll finish this next time," he growled. While he spoke, he briskly turned and bunched all his weight upon his front paws, before extending forcefully backwards, aiming to back-kick Wolffang in the face as a final attack. He didn't wait around long enough to see the result, instead taking off after his leader and the rest of ShadowClan.

@TheNyanCatMinecart

[Fletcher]

@Fierceclaw

(Super sorry for the late reply, my laptop was having big problems )

Bouncepaw

Bouncepaw shook his pelt out, arching his back still. He was woozily walking around, his back left leg looked to be hurt, though he wasn't making any painful sounds.

"M-mhh...I th-think that'd be nice, please, if you don't mind..."

As much as he appreciated it- something hurt in his chest.

He was supposed to be the one helping others, not being helped.

[wolfie]

before wolfwhisper knew it, windclan had retreated with the return of their leader. he watched owltalon retreat, heard the dying cackles of dawnstar. with the simple order, the tom gathered what he had of himself and returned back to camp. oh starclan, he was really going to be sore tomorrow.

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Wolffang's ears flattened against his head as he glared at the dark brown tabby. He felt satisfied that his blow had landed, but the return of Twilightstar was another matter. Tail lashing, he curled his lips in a snarl, and gave a nod of his head. "And when we meet again, I am going to win," he spat, and he meant it. Yellow eyes blazing, he backed away. Without warning, Finchwhisker back-kicked him in the face, making him stumble. And then the tom just tried to walk away? Spitting, Wolffang knew that it was wise to leave and follow his Clan. The battle was long over. But then he noticed that Morningpaw was... was she still here?
"It is far from over!" he yowled. "You'll pay for that!" And with that, he backed away until he was among the other WindClan cats. Then he turned away and followed his Clan, glad that Twilightstar was home, but roiling from the defeat. Or at least, the unfinished fight. Finchwhisker would not get away with that, and Morningpaw couldn't meddle with his thoughts of grandeur. She'd been brave and honorable, he had to admit. However, this was something for him to settle later.