|| The Surge ||

[Undertaker]

It was the dead of night, but so few shadows linger within this territory that she had given on stealth altogether. She moved bold and confident through the territory that was not her own. Head high and tail raised, the leader of ShadowClan led her clan further and further into ThunderClan's territory, boisterously, without a care in the world. She wanted something and she was here to take it. That was that. She was just praying that ThunderClan's new leader, the Bumblebrat actually meant what she said at the last gathering. Dawnstar was looking forward to a fight.

It was so wet here, she didn't see what the point of taking this chunk of land was going to do for ShadowClan. Next time it might be better to do the scouting herself. Eh, whatever, so long as it was ThunderClan's it would do. The leader tenses her muscles and takes to climbing up onto a low-hanging branch in one of the trees. She perches there while staring down at the cats that had accompanied her. It's been a while since ShadowClan's done anything this fun, so instead of simply taking battle patrols, Dawnstar brought whoever wanted to come and had battle training.

"Start remarking the creek in our scent, or situating yourselves for a battle. We weren't quiet so I'm sure the Bumbling rodent and her merry band of squirrels will be joining us soon." Dawnstar orders her clan. "Mentors, try and keep an eye on your apprentices, and warriors mind your clanmates. I would prefer that we have more ThunderClan bodies than ShadowClan laying around this time." She meows causally.

There was this tiny voice in the back of her head telling her that she was unprepared. It was true, if she wanted to she could have held a training event or sparring event and ensured that her clanmates were truly up to the task of winning her this territory. However, they had done that moons ago with nothing to show for it. Not to mention, that was the biggest problem with Dawnstar. She didn't give a dung about winning or losing, this was purely for stress relief right now among other things. She might feel a little bit guilty about not putting more thought into this, not training harder, and not truly putting her whole heart into the hasty claim, yet it was doubtful that she would.

She'd get what she wanted one way or another, ShadowClan would get what they were owed, so she shushed that inner voice. She wanted to have fun tonight, she didn't think she was asking for too much considering the hell certain traitors have been putting her through and her... Let her have her fun, she'd deal with reason, sanity, and repercussions later.

The she-cat's tattered ears twitched alerting her to movement, and her head swung in the same direction. Her amber eyes gleamed with anticipation and just a hint of manic excitement. Could they turn this little creek red? She's never seen water get so blood-soaked that it grew discolored, but they could certainly try.

dino.




How this Works:
ThunderClan please wait for a ThunderClan HR to post before replying to this.

So ShadowClan is challenging ThunderClan for Sunkissed Creek. This battle is going to be literally a free-for-all meaning that any cat in ShadowClan apprentice rank and higher can participate so long as they have at least one battle training lesson.

This battle will count as an assessment or possible promotion for apprentices who participate depending on rank requirements. PM me for a discussion on that.

Warning: If an apprentice does not have battle training and is found participating in this event, expect a severe punishment from Dawnstar. If ShadowClan kits are found participating in this event, expect a severe punishment from Dawnstar. All of Dawnstar's tolerance currently for disobedience is gone. So test her at your own risk.

I would like to have this battle finished between the 1-3 of July.


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[marshy]

➵ wildshore ❀⋆˚₊⁻∘･
// ➵

wildshore pranced into thunderclan territory along with the rest of shadowclan, this dirt water would be absolutely STEAMING!! of course she brought her trusty hydromoss along, filled to the brim of dirt water. starclan knew how ready she was for this fight, but she patiently waited. eyes scanning thunderclan's territory, as a thrifter she liked to be aware always and that particularly helped her in battles as well. after a quick stretch, she followed dawnbestie's command and began to mark the nearby territory. she couldn't stand the musk of thunderclan but it was whatever, all the other clans stank anyway.. except windclan. they just smelt like grass? wildshore didn't quite understand it but chose not to waste braincells trying to.

[bubble[error].]

*Drippingpelt got to work*

(OPEN)

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Thornclaw Unsheathed his claws as he was ready for battle. the tom walked around and began remarking

[dino.]

The marsh rats had been far too obvious in their trek right through her territory, so much so that when Bumblestar had caught sight of them from the branches of a tree, she had thought it was a trap. A crappy, obviously set trap, but a trap all the same. Her narrowed gaze had lingered on the group for a long moment before she had started making her way back to camp, using the trees as her getaway path.

Now she led her forces through the undergrowth, expertly navigating their way to the Creek. Both anger and anticipation boiled hot in her gut, because a) how dare Dawnstar have the audacity to tromp through her territory like this?? and be) oh, how her claws were itching for a good fight. If Dawnstar wanted to test her patience like this, then so be it. She'd tear the she-cat's throat out herself.

"I don't care what you have to do to get 'em out," she muttered to her Clan as she paused just before the break in the undergrowth. "Kill them, if you want. I don't intend on letting 'em off easy."

Through the gaps in the leaves, she saw Dawnstar swivel her head in her direction, and she grinned to herself, claws sliding out. Hell. Yes. Bring it on.

A flick of her tail was the only indication to her Clan to attack, and without a single sound of warning, Bumblestar rocketed out of her hiding spot. She bounded straight for Dawnstar and leaped, aiming to wrap her forelegs around the bigger cat's neck and sink her teeth deep into her shoulder.

[ Undertaker ]


THUNDERCLAN:

All warriors and apprentices with at least one battle-training lesson are premitted and encouraged to take part!

Kits and apprentices without battle training should not be participating, and will face severe consequences from Bumblestar for doing so.

Depending on rank requirements, this battle may count as an assessment or a promotion for qualifying apprentices. It will count as a battle experience for all apprentices who are permitted to participate.


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[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

[For Gentledoe]

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The tom made his way to the ThunderClan territory. The place reeked. It was time to claim it and help the Clan thrive around it. While it might've been more wet than he expected, he could tell that the variety of prey it'd offer would be beneficial. The clan needed more variety and the frogs would love it here anyway.

At the leaders orders, Hawkbite padded forward, beginning to remark the area with ShadowClan scent. His ears were twitching with anticipation, listening to every small noise in case ThunderClan showed their faces. It didn't take long.

[Zei]

Salamanderskull Hissed...
He Was a Tall and lanky Rusty Ginger tom with yellow rosettes on his tail and larger yellow leopard like spots on his back. his head, chest, belly and paws are snowy white. his eye's are brown-yellow heterochromic.

The Tall and Lanky Tomscanned the area with his mix match eyes. he started scent marking the area swiftly... his skinny, delicate paws allowing him to move fast. he kept his head held high, his large ears flickering every which way as he kept alert for any sign of thunderclan cats close by.

The Rustle of Paws Caught his Attention as the Thunderclan leader appeared at long last. Salamander Grinned, looks like the fight was about to begin!!! he servayed the surrrounding, looking for an opponent to start shreeding with his claws... (open)

[Ian]

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Slytiger
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Instead of moving the border, Slytiger scrambled up the trunk of a tree to wait for the ThunderClan cats to come. They wouldn't expect it, and while the event he had helped Mirehound host hadn't gone as planned, he could still surprise someone. He wasn't up there but for a few moments when the fighting started, Bumblestar (or who he presumed was Bumblestar, he couldn't quite tell in the dark) lunging straight for Dawnstar. He grinned, unsheathing his claws as he waited for the perfect opportunity to land on an unsuspecting opponent.

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Vixensnarl
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The Enforcer wore a grin as ShadowClan made their way onto ThunderClan territory. She was slightly surprised that Dawnstar was jumping head first into this fight, but didn't question it. Vixensnarl was itching for a fight, and this was the perfect opportunity for one.

They had barely managed to start moving the border when ThunderClan arrived. Vixensnarl's hackles rose and she let out a fearsome hiss, claws unsheathed as she looked for an opponent to engage with.

[Kaybug.]

Batpaw and Sweetpaw obeyed their leader, with guilt on their faces. This was pointless!

[Kaybug.]

Pumpkinpatch grinned as the Shadowclan cats came, huh what pathetic rats to come steal our marsh. The calico sprinted after her clanmates to meet a shadowclan cat to shred their fur.

[Silvershadow13]

Eveningpaw approached the border, her battle training although recent had been informative enough, this was it, the moment of revenge of Duskpaw's death, they would now all feel her merciless claws rip through their worthless flesh, Prepare to die

Silverpaw gathered near the border, this was it, a time that would hopefully help her earn her name back.

(both are open)

[xavier.]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5846&pictureid=40168
• × | Dogpaw | × •
he/him
MIND READER : Inactive | Chill of death : Inactive | Ultimate Predator : Inactive

Dogpaw had followed after the large queen of shadows. Did the tom care he wasn't used to his single eye yet? No. Was he just going to waste an opportunity like this? Absolutely not. Even though his little sister wasn't allowed to come.. did he just refer to Starry as his sister? Nevermind that. Dogpaw made his way onto the territory and did exactly what he was told and started to mark this piece of territory with his clans scent. Though the actions were short lived when the Squirrels arrived.

| Leafí - Cracklepaw; Oops, What's This?? |

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"Merc with a mouth, I can't die. One foot in the grave, but I'm still alive. Try to kill me, I'll just revive."
• × | Deadpool | × •
He/they/it
Rapid recovery : Inactive

Deadpool didn't exactly join for the reason of 'gotta do this for my clan' more for the 'Oh crap, a possible battle? Count me in!'. Sadly Spiderfang stayed behind so that would mean Deadpool couldn't fight with him. How sad!! He missed Spidey despite literally just seeing him. Deadpool started to mark Sunkissed creek before getting the stronger scent of Thunderclan cats.

Oh this was going to be fun.

| OPEN |

[JackHunt_17]

When thunderclan arrived, Cougarbite was ready. The battle hungry tom launched himself into action when the enemies struck, throwing himself at the nearest enemy, disregarding their size, whatever that may be

[Jayvines]

~Lioncrest~

How DARE they!

The hulking Tom's fluffy golden tail twitched angrily behind him as he made his way through the brush behind his leader. The reek of Shadowclan was seeping through his forest in an area that he had finished a patrol through not even half a day earlier.

A low growl rumbled in his chest as Bumblestar gave her orders. He'd make these swamp-rats pay for their stupidity alright... As Thunderclan's newest leader leapt into the fray, Lioncrest followed without a second thought. Large paws launched him towards the first cat he saw, a brown tabby who looked entirely too happy to be mucking up a perfect piece of his home with her stench.

He was power. He was strength. He would defend his home from intruders, no matter the cost.

"Get your filth away from our territory you rat!" he roared as he hurtled through the air towards her back in an attempt to squash her into the ground.

[ Lillian for Vixen :heartbounce: ]

[roo!]

sparrowfur shot off like a rocket, hissing and scratching at the first shadowclan cat she could find. she grit her teeth.
this is my moment, she thought this is how i make a name for myself. eat my claws shadowclan scum, this is thunderclan territory.

[ open ]

[lio]

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

[open]

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The tom made his way to the ThunderClan territory. The place reeked. It was time to claim it and help the Clan thrive around it. While it might've been more wet than he expected, he could tell that the variety of prey it'd offer would be beneficial. The clan needed more variety and the frogs would love it here anyway.

At the leaders orders, Hawkbite padded forward, beginning to remark the area with ShadowClan scent. His ears were twitching with anticipation, listening to every small noise in case ThunderClan showed their faces.



https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20474513?1680687351
GENTLEDOE (https://toyhou.se/20474513.gentledoe)
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her

She didn't like battles. They were... so violent. Which, well, obviously, but still. Needless bloodshed was not one of Gentledoe's favorite things. But that wouldn't stop her from following after her leader, eyes narrowed and ears pulled back against her head. She would fight tooth and claw for her Clan if she had to.

Tail lashing, as soon as Bumblestar gave the go ahead to attack, Gentledoe shot forwards. Bicolored eyes landed on the first ShadowClan cat she could find, her claws outstretched and ready to swing.

ShadowClan would not take their land without consequence.

[Rani]

Mudhound would probably be more conflicted about the battle had they been the aggressor. Sure they weren't fond of combat, it always just lead to hurt and no one ever seemed to be the winners in the end, but they knew they were good at it. It was the size thing. But yeah in this case, not conflicted at all shadowclan was totally the issue they were invading for no good reason that Mudhound could see and the tripod was gonna help their clan stand their ground. Like they'd stood their ground against the twolegs that took their leg trying to kill a lynx kitten and again the various cruel rogues that had threatened their life living as an outsider.


And this lead into the good at battle thing. See the tripod missing a limb as they were was huge. They'd been purebred mainecoon for awhile until their dad, whoever he was, and that made them big. Then they'd had better food then the clan surprisingly, being a occasional barn cat and an opportunist who didnt mind snatching some kittypet food fed well leading to a bulky frame. There was also the fact that, in the warriors weird obsession with watching other species they'd watched dog fights a lot and had started to mimic the brutal moves. Finally they'd spent their life being stupid. And if you wanted to be stupid you'd better be tough. So Mudhound was tough.


This showed as the brown warrior reeled back and charged at the first warrior they saw, this ugly looking scarred rat who seemed to happy to be there, head down to collide hard with Deadpools shoulder and hopefully dislocate something a brutal force that could do damage with their weight alone. And if poor Sweetpaw happened to be in the way, partially trampled over or knocked aside painfully? Then it was a mistake the tunnel visioned warrior would have to live with.

Kay~ xavier.

[alkaline]

It was good luck that Bumblestar had detected the intrusion, Alderstep had thought as he tailed after ThunderClan's leader to the creek. He idly took in her words, them being hard to hear over the pulse in his ears. He hoped ShadowClan couldn't hear the way the anticipation of a battle got to his nerves. Maybe he should've refreshed his skills. Oh, but those thoughts were all could've, should've, would've. Always useless, because here he was, green eyes burning down on some Shadowcat's pelt from where he waited. StarClan knows who they were, but he was going to bring hell with his claws, or at least try.

At the flick of Bumblestar's tail (of course she'd go for Dawnstar), Alderstep threw himself at the cat he'd been eyeing. He had full intentions of pouncing on the idiot, in an attempt to bowl him over or something. Really, Alderstep was trying to knock the cat off balance.

Rogueheart

[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Springpaw was sure that she never felt this much fear in her life.

Standing afar from her clan-mates, the eight—almost nine—moon old calico promptly stood close towards one of the nearest dense trees, keeping her posture low against the shadows and eyes resting closely on each and every warrior of her clan. The medicine cat apprentice could easily taste the bitter, bile feeling of stricken panic against her throat, each subtle gut within her stomach tossing and churning in an sickening way as her ears took in the large havoc of cats screeching and fighting. Her nose was overpowered by the twisted mingled scent of blood, ShadowClan, and her own clan. It almost made the pastel calico want to silently puke from the nausea that she had bore from the smells that her sensitive senses caught.

Gently grasped in her jaws was a small bundle of herbs that she made sure to pack in case there was anyone who got gravely injured. Or, at least, she hoped it wouldn’t be so severe as that. She had only brought some cobwebs, marigold, and some poppy seeds. Each of them at least serving a good enough purpose for anyone who was deemed injured enough. She hoped that the brief amount of learning that she had would at least do this battle some good. Her clan was going to need it. Flashing a quick look up towards the crowd of cats, a bitter twisting feeling began to swell deeply within her gut. What if Dovefluff was in there? Could she get killed? Great stars she hoped not. She didn’t want to lose anymore clan-mates than they already had. Hell, she didn’t want to even risk losing Alderstep, even if she barely knew the tom. He was Rabbitchatter’s friend, and the calico was sure that he didn’t want to risk losing him too.

Sucking in a deep, tight breath through the bundle of herbs, Springpaw’s eyes focused directly on the fight, eyes watching as light drops of deep scarlet from random pelts flashed through her peripheral vision. A heavy mixture of fear, anxiety, and helpless hope ran throughout the calico. She desperately wanted her clan to win this battle. Not just win, but come out with mainly small or mild injuries than most. Then again, Springpaw could only hope for the worst. Her clan could risk a mass killing of warriors due to the heavy brutality of ShadowClan’s tactics with their skills in combat, and Springpaw did not want that. Her clan was already in enough turmoil as it is from the events of the sinkholes and a new leader, plus newer high ranks. Great StarClan she just wished that anyone wouldn’t possibly die in this battle today.

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Omari [case you wanna have Drizzle be with Spring!]

[SuspiciousMindz]

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20474513?1680687351
GENTLEDOE (https://toyhou.se/20474513.gentledoe)
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her

She didn't like battles. They were... so violent. Which, well, obviously, but still. Needless bloodshed was not one of Gentledoe's favorite things. But that wouldn't stop her from following after her leader, eyes narrowed and ears pulled back against her head. She would fight tooth and claw for her Clan if she had to.

Tail lashing, as soon as Bumblestar gave the go ahead to attack, Gentledoe shot forwards. Bicolored eyes landed on the first ShadowClan cat she could find, her claws outstretched and ready to swing.

ShadowClan would not take their land without consequence.

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

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It wasn't long at all before ThunderClan presented themselves. They showed up like they knew it was happening, how strange. . . Perhaps there was a spy among them? This was something to address to Dawnstar later, if she hadn't already picked it up.

A messy furred brown cat caught his attention, the she-cat was launching herself right at him. Typical. Unplanned and uncoordinated on her part. With quick reflexes, the tom reared up with his legs outstretched, prepared to catch the she-cat in a tumbling clash of claws and teeth. On the impact, they would tumble backwards and Hawkbite would try to get as many teeth and claws into her shoulders and legs as possible.

[elaif]

v-Crackle'paw-v

THIS WAS THE MOMENT HE HAD BEEN WAITING FOR!
After all the moons of suffering without violence it was his time to shine! This meant battle, and battle meant BLOODSHED AND DEATH. He loved those two things more than he loved himself. And that was saying something. The idea of bringing someone pain made a jolt of eagerness surge through him. Oh yes.... This would be fun!!

Seeing DUMBle'star leap into battle, he figured it was all right to do the same! Rolling his large sinewy shoulders, Crackle'paws golden hues sought out a suitable victim. He wasn't to picky when it came to picking his opponent, but he needed some restraint or else he'd end up head to head with a highly skilled warrior.... Don't get him wrong, he was sure he beat them up... He just didn't want to take a chance... Maybe some other time?

Picking out a rather pathetic and chewed up looking apprentice, he grinned darkly and prepared to charge. As his strong hind legs pushed off the ground, he let out on uproarious bout of maniacal laughter. " MAKE PEACE WITH STARCLAN NOW SHADOWCLANNER! FOR THIS IS YOUR FINAL OUTING! " Blood, guts, gore... This is what he lived for! This is what he'd DIE for! All of his dreams would come true in this battle, he just knew it! No one would stop him from shredding ANYONE that stood in his way! He finally had a valid reason to commit his heinous actions! This was too good to be true!

// @xavier \\
( here comes my little angel ascending from above :,3 )

[RavensCall]

Icebeam anticipated digging her claws into squirrel flesh.

[lio]

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1680504009
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Following after Dawnstar with less-than-light pawsteps (he was a big cat, it was hard to be quiet, okay?), Nighthound began to mark his scent along the Creek. Although he was a little preoccupied, he could understand why they wanted this land. It was beautiful- at least, if he ignored the dampness beneath his paws. Ick.

The massive tom looked around, orange eyes passing over the land. It wasn't long before ThunderClan came barreling out of the territory, causing Nighthound's hackles to rise. His lips pulled back as he bared his teeth, lowering himself and preparing for whatever ThunderClan cat decided to throw themselves his way.

[ Open ]

[Zei]

SalamanderSkull

He Hissed as another cat slammed into him. it seemed as if he wouldn't have to wait any longer to start fighting... the force of the other warrior made him stumble back slightly, with an awkward twist of the paw. He Growled "Squirrels" Under his breath.

Swiftly he attempted to Ram back into the other cat in hopes to catch them by surprise. He Wasn't going to back down... Salamanderskull was determined to prove himself to every cat...

(next reply i do will be tomorrow, my dad will be kicking me off the computer soon lmao) valery.

[Kaybug.]

- Rani - xavier. -

Sweetpaw looked up with round eyes in fear at the massive cat barreling towards her, well Deadpool who was behind her. The green eyed molly shreaked as she got barreled into and went flying a few tail-lengths away. The apprentice got back up and charged at the Thunderclan warrior, with claw's unsheathed, she was terrified truth be told.

[Undertaker]

The marsh rats had been far too obvious in their trek right through her territory, so much so that when Bumblestar had caught sight of them from the branches of a tree, she had thought it was a trap. A crappy, obviously set trap, but a trap all the same. Her narrowed gaze had lingered on the group for a long moment before she had started making her way back to camp, using the trees as her getaway path.

Now she led her forces through the undergrowth, expertly navigating their way to the Creek. Both anger and anticipation boiled hot in her gut, because a) how dare Dawnstar have the audacity to tromp through her territory like this?? and be) oh, how her claws were itching for a good fight. If Dawnstar wanted to test her patience like this, then so be it. She'd tear the she-cat's throat out herself.

"I don't care what you have to do to get 'em out," she muttered to her Clan as she paused just before the break in the undergrowth. "Kill them, if you want. I don't intend on letting 'em off easy."

Through the gaps in the leaves, she saw Dawnstar swivel her head in her direction, and she grinned to herself, claws sliding out. Hell. Yes. Bring it on.

A flick of her tail was the only indication to her Clan to attack, and without a single sound of warning, Bumblestar rocketed out of her hiding spot. She bounded straight for Dawnstar and leaped, aiming to wrap her forelegs around the bigger cat's neck and sink her teeth deep into her shoulder.

[ Undertaker ]


THUNDERCLAN:

All warriors and apprentices with at least one battle-training lesson are premitted and encouraged to take part!

Kits and apprentices without battle training should not be participating, and will face severe consequences from Bumblestar for doing so.

Depending on rank requirements, this battle may count as an assessment or a promotion for qualifying apprentices. It will count as a battle experience for all apprentices who are permitted to participate.


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Huh, that's super fast. Dawnstar's grins stretched from ear to ear as she saw the large mass of cats coming towards their position from her perch. She didn't bother warning ShadowClan, they should already be on their toes. She leaps down from her branch and stands with her tail raised high above her head. The one she was waiting for, the small brown and cream tabby, was in the lead and she launched herself immediately at Dawnstar upon sight.

Ahhaha! Brilliant, Bumblebrat might make a good replacement playmate if she stuck around long enough. Dawnstar didn't bother even dodging the attack, she rears up slightly off her front legs, spreading them wide as if to embrace Bumblestar, and delightfully allows her to collide with her. Though the opposing she-cat was smaller, Dawnstar hadn't bothered bracing for the impact and the extra weight has the ShadowClan leader's back hitting the ground.

Didn't matter.

As the paws wrap around her large neck and fangs puncture through thick fur, dense scar tissue, and compacted muscles, she laughs, it hurts so much! Immediately, Dawnstar reached out with one forepaw, aiming to nestle her long claws in between one of Bumblestar's shoulder blades and yanking outwards as if trying to pop the shoulder straight out of the socket; while her other clawed forepaw would try to encircle the leader's neck as tight as possible hopefully locking her in a headlock.

At the same Dawnstar coils her hindlegs against her own belly and pushes outwards, endeavoring to bash into Bumblestar's soft underbelly where her hind claws would do their best to do as much damage as possible without gutting the smaller cat. It'd be a damn shame if this fun were end to quickly.

[Red Dawn]

Blackhawk had followed everyone in the Creek, but hadn't expected ThunderClan to be there, as the ThunderClan cats arrived, Blackhawk, by reflex, placed himself in defense and waited for an enemy cat to come. Perhaps they would be confused about why a clan smelling cat was fighting like an Outsider?

[Closed]

[dino.]

Huh, that's super fast. Dawnstar's grins stretched from ear to ear as she saw the large mass of cats coming towards their position from her perch. She didn't bother warning ShadowClan, they should already be on their toes. She leaps down from her branch and stands with her tail raised high above her head. The one she was waiting for, the small brown and cream tabby, was in the lead and she launched herself immediately at Dawnstar upon sight.

Ahhaha! Brilliant, Bumblebrat might make a good replacement playmate if she stuck around long enough. Dawnstar didn't bother even dodging the attack, she rears up slightly off her front legs, spreading them wide as if to embrace Bumblestar, and delightfully allows her to collide with her. Though the opposing she-cat was smaller, Dawnstar hadn't bothered bracing for the impact and the extra weight has the ShadowClan leader's back hitting the ground.

Didn't matter.

As the paws wrap around her large neck and fangs puncture through thick fur, dense scar tissue, and compacted muscles, she laughs, it hurts so much! Immediately, Dawnstar reached out with one forepaw, aiming to nestle her long claws in between one of Bumblestar's shoulder blades and yanking outwards as if trying to pop the shoulder straight out of the socket; while her other clawed forepaw would try to encircle the leader's neck as tight as possible hopefully locking her in a headlock.

At the same Dawnstar coils her hindlegs against her own belly and pushes outwards, endeavoring to bash into Bumblestar's soft underbelly where her hind claws would do their best to do as much damage as possible without gutting the smaller cat. It'd be a damn shame if this fun were end to quickly.


Blood spilled onto Bumblestar's tongue, hot and tangy, as she managed to knock Dawnstar onto her back. Her teeth clamped down hard, as if she were trying to tear a chunk out of the bigger cat's shoulder. She heard Dawnstar laugh, and couldn't help but let out a wry snort of her own. Twisted as it was, she needed this, after everything that had happened. A way to shred her frustrations into another cat without remorse.

She knew Dawnstar had let her bowl her over—her weight wasn't enough to do much damage to a larger target on its own—but that wasn't going to stop her from taking advantage. With her teeth still buried deep in Dawnstar's shoulder, Bumblestar raised a hindleg and attempted to rake those claws down the other's exposed stomach, trying to do inflict as much debilitating damage as she could in this position.

She felt Dawnstar's talons sink into her own shoulder. Hot pain erupted with the fresh injury, and with a snarl, Bumblestar released her opponent and tried to twist away before anything could be dislocated. Claws tore into her underbelly from below, a much more vulnerable spot that hurt a hell of a lot more, but she could tank that; the paw that came up to drag her into a headlock, maybe not so much. Bumblestar lifted a forepaw high and attempted to bring it down on Dawnstar's face as a detterent, a distraction, aiming to tear open the scars already present.

[alkaline]

What'd this pathetic territory-stealer say to him?! "Oh, good one! Come up with it yourself?" Alderstep snarled back. Needless to say, he took the bait. He wasn't always one to kick up a fight, but he did enjoy a good taunting battle. Made the whole experience better, because otherwise the deputy would be so done fighting someone. Wasn't his forte, and it was so bland (which was why he definitely wasn't worried at all, no, just wow, Bumblestar was really duking it out with Dawnstar).

Speaking of which, the tabby took a small victory when his opponent stumbled back, only to hiss in anger when he himself was rammed into (he blamed getting distracted for that one). Great cats, this better not look like a shoving match. Alderstep took a couple of pawsteps back to regain his balance, and then chose to try and swipe his claws at the Shadowclanner's shoulder.

Rogueheart

[Dark]

Darkfall
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It is time. Darkfall who had just come back from an successful attempt to find his apprentice in the outskirts and was just in time to join this battle between the clans. He still couldn’t forgive them for what had happened during the skirmish they previously had. For the last couple of moons the anger and frustration he had felt was only left to fester and grow. Now was the time he’d get his revenge on the squirrel huggers and avenge the unnecessary deaths of his clanmates. Of course, it was entirely possible that many more lives may be lost today, but sometimes you must lose something in order to gain something,

The dark colored tom stood at attention as Dawnstar gave instructions to move the border. It wasn’t too long after they began their task that ThunderClan showed up. The opposing clan proved to be hostile from the start. This was good. The unscratchable itch the young warrior had felt to engage in battle was finally being relieved. Unsheathing his claws, Darkfall let out a loud snarl and looked for another cat to engage with in order to vent his anger.

[ carmen ]

[Abyssopelagic]

[ \/ ☆Woollyfeather, ShadowClan — Open☆ \/]

Woollyfeather followed closely behind Dawnstar, keeping her eyes and ears open as they traveled.
Anxiety caused her heartbeat to skyrocket. It wasn't so much the battle she feared, but the aftermath. Finding which of her clanmates just hadn't been strong enough.
Upon the given orders, the lilac point darted to the nearest and strongest scent marker and began covering it with the scent of ShadowClan.
Although it was difficult for ThunderClan to hide that they were present, she gave them no more than a side glance as she continued. She did not fear someone sneaking up on her, her senses honed over the seasons to detect encroaching enemies.
And ThunderClan was nowhere near as proficient as ShadowClan when it came to stealth.
She dropped the task when the leader launched herself at Dawnstar. With a hiss, she whirled on the nearest cat.


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[ /__} Sorreldust, ThunderClan — Open {__\ ]
The vividly coloured molly trotted alongside her Clan, eyes remained peeled for the snuffling intruders. As Bumblestar struck, so did she, rushing up to the closest shadow rat to attack.

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[ ×– Honeybite, ShadowClan — Open –× ]
Rather than bullrushing into battle like the rest of her Clan, the pale and amber warrior remained hidden in whatever shadows lay present, watching and waiting for someone dumb enough to come close enough for her to pounch on.

[Abyssopelagic]

sparrowfur shot off like a rocket, hissing and scratching at the first shadowclan cat she could find. she grit her teeth.
this is my moment, she thought this is how i make a name for myself. eat my claws shadowclan scum, this is thunderclan territory.

[ open ]
Woollyfeather ducked just before Sparrowfur could sink her claws into her, rolling beneath the angry ThunderClanner and kicking towards her stomach, claws extended and pushing all her might into it.
Just as quickly, she rolled back onto her paws and whirled to face her enemy. She launched herself, shoulder aiming to slam full force into the warrior. If she was lucky, the combined onslaught would knock the warrior flat.

[Wingnettle]

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 22 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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Sootfur marched with a steady pace behind Bumblestar, Alderstep, and the other Keepers. This would be his very first battle, and Flameheart wasn't here with him. That's not how I had imagined things to go. But I will do everything in my power to come back. For you, Sparrowkit. My little love.

The gray tabby had grown quite muscular in the last moons of his training; luckily Sandpaw, his only remaining apprentice, wouldn't be here to see the blood that both Dawnstar and Bumblestar were allowing to spill.
The stench of Shadowclan began to fill his mouth and nostrils. They are close.
He knew Bumblestar would be aiming at Dawnstar, but he would have to watch out for her leader in case she needed help.

As the battle unfurled in front of him, an explosion of yowls and claws unsheathing under the sunlight was all that Sootfur saw.

"Go away from our territory!" He yowled with menace, remembering Shadowclan's incredible arrogance from the start. You won't have this place! Not Sunkissed Creek!

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

[ OPEN ]

[Shade.]

Frigidmist's claws ached for battle. The dark she-cat easily slipped through the shadows. Only her teeth glinted, because she was smiling.

As ThunderClan attempted to defend their territory, Frigidmist hungrily launched herself at one if their cats abd tried to bite them in the shoulder.

(Open to 1 TC cat)

[Red Dawn]

From the side of his eye, he saw a Thunderclanner jump on him, moving aside just in time, he growled to the Thunderclanner "So that's how ThunderClan fights? Not even capable to land a hit huh?"
Abyssopelagic (For Sorreldust open post)

[Katiethewolfchild]

Sunleap just managed to avoid being bitten in the shoulder by Fridgemist, then pouncing on her, attempting to pin her down. Shade.

[Levi 99]

Shade followed his leader towards the Thunderclan border, a wide grin plastered on his maw as his tail flicked to and fro with excitement. He'd waited sooooo long for this moment and know it was finally upon them. Why didn't clans do this more often. It'd certainly make life more interesting and fun. When they'd reached their destination, Shadefrost looked around around to see what they were supposed to be taking. It was wet, but it didn't matter to him. Most likely there were hundreds of rodents living in the rocks along bank of the creek. This would make for an excellent hunting place in his opinion, especially when it started getting hot. Suddenly Dawnstar's voice rang out over the cats present, causing Shadefrost to turn his head towards the Queen of Shadows. Mark the border and get ready for battle. That wouldn't be to hard. Quickly the tom walked towards the nearest object there and began to rub his pelt against it, before going to the next. After he'd finished he went and climbed atop large stone. Facing the Thunderclan side of the border he took a seat and waited to see an enemy. There they were. Slowly he stood up and climbed down from the rock, claws unsheathing as he took a battle stance.

(Open)

[Rose]

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The first upscale battle Starlingpaw had ever seen. They kinda hoped it was the last. But no worries, Starlingpaw wasn't the squeamish type. Taking a quick breath, the ShadowClanner lurched into the midst of battle, looking for an opponent to fight.

[ Open ]

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
Shadowclan Medicine Cat
[OPEN]
xavier.

The dark grey and black tom followed Dawnstar through Shadowclan's familiar pines and out into the Thunderclan-reeking deciduous forest. The ground grew damper as they were led onto their claimed stake of territory. As Dawnstar laid out her instructions, Elmshadow looked first to his mate, following close behind him, and to his son, having pushed out towards the front of the group. Both were still in recovery but he had to have faith in both. Dogpaw was both his son and his apprentice, he only wished he'd been able to fit in some more advanced training for his prodigal son, especially since the loss of his eye. The medicine cat had come prepared to fight but he knew he couldn't forget all of his medicine cat duties and so he'd carried with him a bundle with marigold and yellow bells as well as burnet and a honeycomb.

He moved forward on Dawnstar's command and began laying his own scent markers down. It wasn't long before the reek of Thunderclan grew stronger and Bumblestar made her position known. The green-eyed warrior-turned-medicine-cat turned to face the approaching clan calmly. Bumblestar went directly for Dawnstar and instantly he noticed Dogpaw beign met with a challenge, another apprentice, Elmshadow turned to the rest of the sparking battle, trusting that his son would be evenly matched enough against another apprentice.


**Cougarivy**
Shadowclan Enforcer
[OPEN]

Her paws itched. Elmshadow had tried to talk her into staying at camp but that wasn't fair, now was it? He was joining the battle party, and she was the enforcer commander. In the end, her mate had had to concede. She trotted at an uneven pace, her usual gait punctuated by the lingering limp from her previously dislocated shoulder. It didn't hurt anymore, not after the first day but it still wasn't moving quite as smoothly as it had before; that didn't concern her though. The few missing claws in her front paws could prove to be a hinderance but that would only make this more interesting. She giggled silently as they moved through the darkened forest, shaking intermittently to release the pent up excitement. Fighting dogs was fun and all but nothing compared to the taste of cat blood. Dogs were dangerous but simply didn't put up the same kind of fight that a cat could. The spotted commander grinned as Dawnstar gave her orders then began marking the territory.

[Shade.]

Sunleap just managed to avoid being bitten in the shoulder by Fridgemist, then pouncing on her, attempting to pin her down. Shade.

Frigidmist was able to weave away from her opponent's punce, their paws just grazing her shoulder. The scruffy warrior immediately retaliated by aiming to headbutt the ThunderClan cat in the side.

[xavier.]

v-Crackle'paw-v

THIS WAS THE MOMENT HE HAD BEEN WAITING FOR!
After all the moons of suffering without violence it was his time to shine! This meant battle, and battle meant BLOODSHED AND DEATH. He loved those two things more than he loved himself. And that was saying something. The idea of bringing someone pain made a jolt of eagerness surge through him. Oh yes.... This would be fun!!

Seeing DUMBle'star leap into battle, he figured it was all right to do the same! Rolling his large sinewy shoulders, Crackle'paws golden hues sought out a suitable victim. He wasn't to picky when it came to picking his opponent, but he needed some restraint or else he'd end up head to head with a highly skilled warrior.... Don't get him wrong, he was sure he beat them up... He just didn't want to take a chance... Maybe some other time?

Picking out a rather pathetic and chewed up looking apprentice, he grinned darkly and prepared to charge. As his strong hind legs pushed off the ground, he let out on uproarious bout of maniacal laughter. " MAKE PEACE WITH STARCLAN NOW SHADOWCLANNER! FOR THIS IS YOUR FINAL OUTING! " Blood, guts, gore... This is what he lived for! This is what he'd DIE for! All of his dreams would come true in this battle, he just knew it! No one would stop him from shredding ANYONE that stood in his way! He finally had a valid reason to commit his heinous actions! This was too good to be true!

// @xavier \\
( here comes my little angel ascending from above :,3 )
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• × | Dogpaw | × •
he/him
MIND READER : Inactive | Chill of death : Inactive | Ultimate Predator : Inactive

It didn't take long for another apprentice to charge at Dogpaw yelling and laughing about Starclan. Dogpaw could honestly care less about the so called ghosts that watched over them. Dogpaw lowered his ears before ducking and rolling out of the way of the white tom. The scarred apprentice quickly got up to his paws glaring at the Thunderclan cat. It was night and Dogpaw along with his clan had a full advantage over these oh so 'proud' cats.

Without wasting another second Dogpaw ran to the obviously crazy apprentice lifting up a clawed paw and aimmed to hit the side of the toms head as hard as he could.

[Chrysanthemum]

Shade followed his leader towards the Thunderclan border, a wide grin plastered on his maw as his tail flicked to and fro with excitement. He'd waited sooooo long for this moment and know it was finally upon them. Why didn't clans do this more often. It'd certainly make life more interesting and fun. When they'd reached their destination, Shadefrost looked around around to see what they were supposed to be taking. It was wet, but it didn't matter to him. Most likely there were hundreds of rodents living in the rocks along bank of the creek. This would make for an excellent hunting place in his opinion, especially when it started getting hot. Suddenly Dawnstar's voice rang out over the cats present, causing Shadefrost to turn his head towards the Queen of Shadows. Mark the border and get ready for battle. That wouldn't be to hard. Quickly the tom walked towards the nearest object there and began to rub his pelt against it, before going to the next. After he'd finished he went and climbed atop large stone. Facing the Thunderclan side of the border he took a seat and waited to see an enemy. There they were. Slowly he stood up and climbed down from the rock, claws unsheathing as he took a battle stance.

(Open)

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Tansywing
She/they
ThunderClan
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Tansywing charged into battle alongside her clanmates, pelt bristling in the anticipation of a good, bloody fight. StarClan knows she could use it. Her eyes caught on a ShadowClan tom, standing at the ready and looking for a fight. Well then, a fight he would get! Tansywing let out a yowl of fury and she flung herself at the tom, claws unsheathed and teeth bared in anger. She aimed to knock him down, and if she managed to, she would rake her unsheathed claws across his exposed belly in order to inflict maximum damage.

[Levi 99]

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Tansywing
She/they
ThunderClan
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Tansywing charged into battle alongside her clanmates, pelt bristling in the anticipation of a good, bloody fight. StarClan knows she could use it. Her eyes caught on a ShadowClan tom, standing at the ready and looking for a fight. Well then, a fight he would get! Tansywing let out a yowl of fury and she flung herself at the tom, claws unsheathed and teeth bared in anger. She aimed to knock him down, and if she managed to, she would rake her unsheathed claws across his exposed belly in order to inflict maximum damage.

Shade spotted a Thunderclan warrior flying towards him. His first instinct was to brace for the impact, but it occurred to him that this wasn't a some apprentice, which was all he had to fight with as of late. With a graceful movement he stepped to the side, letting his opponent crash next to him. God forbid he look like some fool trying to be invincible. He wasn't built like Dawnstar, all muscles and bulk. Instead he had a lean and lithe build, more for speed and agility than anything else. Though it didn't mean he wasn't strong when he needed to be. Anyway, now that the molly was closer, shade was able to get a better look at who he had to fight. "Oh my," he said with surprise, "you're actually quite cute. Well then, I guess I won't be killing you today."

[carmen]

foxflurry

No way. No. She couldn't believe this. Mouth open in shock, she froze as she stared at the chaos surrounding her. Fear was an unknown factor, yes, this was something else. White hot hatred, burning through her mind and making her skin feel hot. She didn't care about Sunkissed Creek, it had never been important to her, but the idea that these froglike excuses for cats could just waltz in here and take what they wanted disgusted her. The losses had been even last time, five on five, but this time, she was determined to change that. Most of the ones she'd trusted had disappeared or died, but she'd fight for their memories, fight for them and the ones who were left. No one was allowed to hurt her family. Not Pebs or Hazel or Wolfie or even Goldenpaw. Not a claw, they would not take the creek and they wouldn't get to the kreachers.

Paws hit her shoulder and she fell to the side, tumbling across the grass and standing up to stare at a younger tom. She leaped back towards him, keeping close to the ground as she lashed a paw at his chest and one to hopefully hook his leg.

Darkclaws

[Chrysanthemum]

Shade spotted a Thunderclan warrior flying towards him. His first instinct was to brace for the impact, but it occurred to him that this wasn't a some apprentice, which was all he had to fight with as of late. With a graceful movement he stepped to the side, letting his opponent crash next to him. God forbid he look like some fool trying to be invincible. He wasn't built like Dawnstar, all muscles and bulk. Instead he had a lean and lithe build, more for speed and agility than anything else. Though it didn't mean he wasn't strong when he needed to be. Anyway, now that the molly was closer, shade was able to get a better look at who he had to fight. "Oh my," he said with surprise, "you're actually quite cute. Well then, I guess I won't be killing you today."


Tansywing landed next to the Shadowclan cat, spinning around on her paws and hissing at him furiously.
“Oh, you did not just call me cute.” A wave of red hot fury bubbled up inside of Tansywing. She was furious. She wasn’t just some prize to be had, a pretty cat that anyone could hit on. She was not someone to be toyed with! Trying a more skillful attack, Tansywing swiped high at the tom’s face, hoping to draw his attention to her paw, but at the same time swiped her other paw low, aiming to knock him over. She was fast, she knew that; hopefully she’d be fast enough trick the tom and knock him of his paws.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

*~STORMCLAW~*

Stormclaw followed his clan to the territory upon seeing shadow lan the tom had a quick glare at cougarivy, then hearing bumblestars words the tom unsheathed his claws , he then attempted to hit the enforcer on on the body.

( For cougarivy) - Ravensong

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Thornclaw looked around for his opponent


Stormpaw looked around for his opponent from a distance

( Both open!)

[LostInTheOrchids]

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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　 Deadfeather of Shadowclan - Schzoid Personality Disorder - Non-binary (afab) - Gray with black markings and near red, amber eyes. Purrks - Shadow Fiend (status - on), Beefed Up ˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

(Deadfeather will NOT be dying)

The only thing they were focused on, was a cat to attack. The shadows were their home. Something that couldn't be taken away from them. This gave them more opportunity for the shadows to expand. Their only warning was the closing scent of Thunderclan. And that little warning was all they needed to quickly climb a tree -a smaller one at that-, engulfing themself in the Shadow of it's leaves. This would be a victory for Shadowclan.

The moment they saw an unfamiliar pelt, they dropped down, aiming to pin the cat from above. They were large, but sure weren't as large as Dawnstar. Claws unsheathed, and sharp, they would tear these Thunderclan cats apart. The blood of their enemies would be staining this grass for moons to come.

[Open to 1 thc cat willing to die]

[Levi 99]

Tansywing landed next to the Shadowclan cat, spinning around on her paws and hissing at him furiously.
“Oh, you did not just call me cute.” A wave of red hot fury bubbled up inside of Tansywing. She was furious. She wasn’t just some prize to be had, a pretty cat that anyone could hit on. She was not someone to be toyed with! Trying a more skillful attack, Tansywing swiped high at the tom’s face, hoping to draw his attention to her paw, but at the same time swiped her other paw low, aiming to knock him over. She was fast, she knew that; hopefully she’d be fast enough trick the tom and knock him of his paws.

A smirk touched the warriors lips as the molly before him reacted in a way that was more or less satisfactory. Then suddenly, the tom found himself ducking as claws came for his face. Was this cat so angry, that she would gouge his eyes out, even after he complimented her. Not cool. Shade would've retaliated had he not felt the ground disappear from his paws and gravity begin to pull him down. Well this was bad, but it didn't matter. Shadefrost wouldn't very well be "Shadefrost" if he couldn't survive a thorn like this. The second he hit the ground he used whatever strength he had in his lower body to kick up with his hind legs. His target was the molly's face. He guessed she'd try and dodge his attack, however, he had no objections if she didn't. Taking this opportunity he would get back to his feet and attempt to barrel the warrior to the ground. "You know, I'm really starting to reconsider letting you live."

[Dakotaa]

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LilyPaw
ShadowClan
A brown tabby she-cat with green eyes.
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| open, VM FIRST! |
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✧˖°❀˖°✧

❀ This was her chance to prove herself… Though scared, she wanted this… shutting her eyes, she promised herself to not kill in this battle, and to prevent as many deaths as possible… The last thing she wanted was to kill somebody… Sighing softly, the mollie scouts around carefully, looking for someone to take down. She had become great at tackling and using her brute strength in battle, this shouldn’t be too hard…!

❀ Just push someone down, claw their sides then let them go… Simple… No body needs to die… This thought scared her even more… What if she accidentally committed a murder? Then her clanmates would view her as HeatherRain…! She really didn’t want that… However, it was too late to back out, and she just needed to fight SOMEONE… LilyPaw looks for SagePaw, for she’d feel less guilty if she was battling with a friend…

❀ This was against everything she stood for…

✧˖°❀˖°✧

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(She has minor battle training, However, she has been training herself a lot and is very skilled! Her attacks are strange but eh-)
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[Chrysanthemum]

A smirk touched the warriors lips as the molly before him reacted in a way that was more or less satisfactory. Then suddenly, the tom found himself ducking as claws came for his face. Was this cat so angry, that she would gouge his eyes out, even after he complimented her. Not cool. Shade would've retaliated had he not felt the ground disappear from his paws and gravity begin to pull him down. Well this was bad, but it didn't matter. Shadefrost wouldn't very well be "Shadefrost" if he couldn't survive a thorn like this. The second he hit the ground he used whatever strength he had in his lower body to kick up with his hind legs. His target was the molly's face. He guessed she'd try and dodge his attack, however, he had no objections if she didn't. Taking this opportunity he would get back to his feet and attempt to barrel the warrior to the ground. "You know, I'm really starting to reconsider letting you live."

Yes! Her trick had worked! The tom fell to the ground at the swipe of her paw, and she readied herself to leap into him. Before she could, the tom lashed out with his hind legs towards her face.
StarClan, no!
If he struck her face, it could reopen the many scars across her eye and possibly kill her from blood loss. She ducked, narrowly saving her face from his claws, but allowing her ear to be torn instead. Blood trickled down her face and her ear stung, but she’d endured much worse pain before. This was nothing compared to losing her eye. She crouched again, about to leap on top of him when he surged up and barreled towards her. Quickly she changed direction and darted to the side, but the tom was quick. He didn’t land on top of her, but he had caused her to trip and fall besides him. From the ground, she growled at him. “You must be really dumb. Did you think I wouldn’t attack after your ‘compliment’?” Stupid. Was he mousebrained?

[Levi 99]

Yes! Her trick had worked! The tom fell to the ground at the swipe of her paw, and she readied herself to leap into him. Before she could, the tom lashed out with his hind legs towards her face.
StarClan, no!
If he struck her face, it could reopen the many scars across her eye and possibly kill her from blood loss. She ducked, narrowly saving her face from his claws, but allowing her ear to be torn instead. Blood trickled down her face and her ear stung, but she’d endured much worse pain before. This was nothing compared to losing her eye. She crouched again, about to leap on top of him when he surged up and barreled towards her. Quickly she changed direction and darted to the side, but the tom was quick. He didn’t land on top of her, but he had caused her to trip and fall besides him. From the ground, she growled at him. “You must be really dumb. Did you think I wouldn’t attack after your ‘compliment’?” Stupid. Was he mousebrained?

"Of course I knew you'd attack me," he said angrily, "I just didn't think you'd try and kill." With that last bit, the tom took his claws and attempted to slash at the molly's face. Trying very much to leave a mark. After that he leaped toward her and with wide open arms.

[alkaline]

If anybody asked, Sagepaw had just tripped on the way to Sunkissed Creek, making him fall behind. No, he hadn't been cowering somewhere. Nope. Just tripped. That's all. No other reason. Yup. Definitely not because he panicked over the thought of getting into a fight. Sagepaw was a very good apprentice. He didn't get scared over the thought of fighting someone with his claws. Not at all.

And tripping made him hesitant to throw himself at these ThunderClan cats. Yeah. Because he tripped. So, Sagepaw stood, eyes wide, watching the battle go down. Times like these were when he wished desperately for someone by his side. And he prayed to StarClan, almost begged, for everyone he ever cared to smile at to turn out okay. He'd pray for himself, too, if he could've kept his brain cells gathered together, but the sight of cats fighting had scrambled his brains.

Oh, look, there's Lilypaw! [ Loveless.Fawn ] Wait...wait, no no no no. If she was here, she could get hurt. Sagepaw winced as he looked, no, he stared at her. He wanted her to be okay. He also wanted to go over to her and press against her side, anything to feel comfort from a familiar face, but he was frozen to his spot. Why did he come here? He really wished he hadn't. He wasn't that great at this kind of thing, no matter what his mentors taught him. Or what Larkfire taught him. He understood the theory, could never implement the practice.

[open to any who wanna catch this dummy unawares :heartbounce:]

[Chrysanthemum]

"Of course I knew you'd attack me," he said angrily, "I just didn't think you'd try and kill." With that last bit, the tom took his claws and attempted to slash at the molly's face. Trying very much to leave a mark. After that he leaped toward her and with wide open arms.

“I do not kill! I am a warrior, I only kill when necessary. But I will not hesitate to scar you for the rest of your days!” Tansywing hissed at the ShadowClan tom, fur still bristling with anger. He slashed at her face and she managed to twist her head to the side. His claws still raked her cheek and sent blood flying, but he’d missed her scared side.
Great. More scars. Just what I need.
This time, when he lunged again, she rolled to the side, sprang back onto her paws, and lashed out at his flank with both paws, claw extended. Her wounds sent sharp burst of pain through her body, but she blocked it out. She had to focus.

[Levi 99]

“I do not kill! I am a warrior, I only kill when necessary. But I will not hesitate to scar you for the rest of your days!” Tansywing hissed at the ShadowClan tom, fur still bristling with anger. He slashed at her face and she managed to twist her head to the side. His claws still raked her cheek and sent blood flying, but he’d missed her scared side.
Great. More scars. Just what I need.
This time, when he lunged again, she rolled to the side, sprang back onto her paws, and lashed out at his flank with both paws, claw extended. Her wounds sent sharp burst of pain through her body, but she blocked it out. She had to focus.

Shadefrost hissed in pain as claws cut into his flank. He really wasn't in his groove today, which was funny because he was really looking forward to this. For the first time in this fight, Shade took his weaponized tail and jabbed it towards the Thunderclanners face, before whirling around and kicking dirt in her face. That was it. No more Mr. Nice Kitty. From now on Shadedrost would be taking an extremely aggressive approach to this battle. Quickly before she could recover, he began slashing one claw after another, trying to draw blood from wherever he could.

[roo!]

Woollyfeather ducked just before Sparrowfur could sink her claws into her, rolling beneath the angry ThunderClanner and kicking towards her stomach, claws extended and pushing all her might into it.
Just as quickly, she rolled back onto her paws and whirled to face her enemy. She launched herself, shoulder aiming to slam full force into the warrior. If she was lucky, the combined onslaught would knock the warrior flat.

sparrowfur met the other cat, pushing back with as much force as she could. though eventually she fell onto her back. she sunk her claws into woollyfeathers pelt and hissed in the she-cats face.
"try all you like, but this is our territory" she spat, still wrestling with the older warrior.

[elaif]

:*:Vulture'fang:*:

Oh boy... This was a mess.
Shadowclan barely had time to arrive when, surprise, surprise, Thunderclan rolled up out of nowhere. Everyone seemed to expect this turn of events though, and it was only a matter of time before folks were ripping out each others throats. Vulture'fang stood at the fray of the brawling cats, ruined features tied into a deadpanned expression. Don't get him wrong, fighting was hella fun.... But when it interrupted something that was far more important, such as sleep, the fun was quickly sapped away. He had spent a good many years beating the snot out of anyone who crossed his path, and the prospect still brought him thrill. But it was hard to find excitement when he could've been tucked away in his nest. What a damn shame.

Letting his attention wander across the every growing blood bath, the burly tom decided to let his opponent come to him. He wasn't in the pickiest of moods, so letting fate decide who he would curb stomp seemed reasonable. Intentions in mind, he stood idle.
It wouldn't be long before some over eager punk would come looking' for trouble. And he would be prepared to match whatever they threw at him.

// dino. \\

[Chrysanthemum]

Shadefrost hissed in pain as claws cut into his flank. He really wasn't in his groove today, which was funny because he was really looking forward to this. For the first time in this fight, Shade took his weaponized tail and jabbed it towards the Thunderclanners face, before whirling around and kicking dirt in her face. That was it. No more Mr. Nice Kitty. From now on Shadedrost would be taking an extremely aggressive approach to this battle. Quickly before she could recover, he began slashing one claw after another, trying to draw blood from wherever he could.
Foxdung!
Tansywing had managed to dodge his tail, but before she could launch an attack of her own, the black ShadowClanner kicked up plumes of dust in her face. She couldn’t see- her one eye was watering from the dust and her lungs were heaving heavy coughs. She felt him batter her with forceful blows from every side; her flank, her leg, her shoulder- she had to stop this before she got too injured. Her eye was staring to recover, so when he slashed out at her again, she shot her head up and tried to grab his paw and yank it backwards, hopefully breaking/dislocating it; if not, she hoped to at least do some damage.

[Levi 99]

Foxdung!
Tansywing had managed to dodge his tail, but before she could launch an attack of her own, the black ShadowClanner kicked up plumes of dust in her face. She couldn’t see- her one eye was watering from the dust and her lungs were heaving heavy coughs. She felt him batter her with forceful blows from every side; her flank, her leg, her shoulder- she had to stop this before she got too injured. Her eye was staring to recover, so when he slashed out at her again, she shot her head up and tried to grab his paw and yank it backwards, hopefully breaking/dislocating it; if not, she hoped to at least do some damage.

Shadefrost was taken aback by the sudden pain in his shoulder, screaming after a moment of shock. What in the seven rings of hell did this cat even do him. He could tell at a quick glance that it wasn't anything extreme, thankfully, but it hurt all the same. He wouldn't be walking on it right for a few hours at most, but currently that was of none of his concern. "Okay, screw however cute you may be, spat the warrior furiously, "I'm going to murder you!" Using the arm that wasn't in pain, Shadefrost quickly took a crouching battle stance. The best thing for him would be to fight defensively, and hopefully he'd be able to find an opening in the Molly's attack.

[elaif]

v-Crackle'paw-v

Catching empty air, Crackle'paw wheeled around to meet the smaller apprentice. The useless lump of fur was trying to be difficult, but it was all in vain! Or... So he thought... The off-white tom had turned towards the other cat only to be met with a flying pair of claws. The talons grazed his cheek, leaving bright crimson stripes in their wake. The sting momentarily held his attention as he realized the the pest had actually landed a hit. Well lucky him, he would just repay it back tenfold.

Peeling back his lips into a cruel smile, he stood to his full height. Another raspy scoff wheezed out from his clenched teeth. " Is that all you got? It was foolish of me to think something as pathetic as you would put a better fight." While he had spoken these words, another attempt at offense had sprung into mind. Not only was this chicken-heart younger and smaller, but he was also a lot uglier. The pest was missing the entirety of one of his eyes... And it was quite clear he had seen better days. Wanting to use this cats partial blindness to his advantage, Crackle'paw reared up on his hind legs and furiously swiped in all directions at his opponent. Whether these hits landed or not, it didn't matter... These were mere distractions from his actual plan.

{Power playing given permission by xavier.}

Pulling one of his unsheathed paws away from the onslaught, he struck a hefty blow at the Shadow Lurkers blindside. Making sure he had put enough power to knock the other tom to the dust, he cackled triumphantly. Wasting no time he dove forward in hopes of catching him in a tackle.

// xavier. \\

[lio]

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

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It wasn't long at all before ThunderClan presented themselves. They showed up like they knew it was happening, how strange. . . Perhaps there was a spy among them? This was something to address to Dawnstar later, if she hadn't already picked it up.

A messy furred brown cat caught his attention, the she-cat was launching herself right at him. Typical. Unplanned and uncoordinated on her part. With quick reflexes, the tom reared up with his legs outstretched, prepared to catch the she-cat in a tumbling clash of claws and teeth. On the impact, they would tumble backwards and Hawkbite would try to get as many teeth and claws into her shoulders and legs as possible.

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20474513?1680687351
GENTLEDOE (https://toyhou.se/20474513.gentledoe)
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her

As they tumbled backwards, Gentledoe felt claws and teeth raking at her shoulders. Okay, yeah, she maybe should've thought about this better. But it wasn't like she fought very often, okay? Regardless, she hissed, attempting to ignore the pain from her newfound claw marks to instead focus on getting in some hits of her own. Swinging her paws out, maneuvering her body weight to attempt to pin the ShadowClanner down and rake her claws across his chest and legs. Hopefully, she managed to do so, she could leave a nasty scar or two for this ShadowClan cat to remember her by.

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

Drizzlecloud wasn’t so sure about this–but none of this was her choice, was it? Standing near her apprentice, her long fur puffed up in an attempt to make herself appear larger and more intimidating, Drizzlecloud made a point to square her shoulders to look at least a bit confident. For Springpaw’s sake, at the very least.

She had brought her own little bundle of herbs, very much similar to Springpaw’s. Cobwebs, poppy seeds, and marigold as well. They were a bit limited in knowledge, currently… But they knew how to treat and rid infections, as well as stop bleeding, and that had to count for something.

Drizzlecloud’s eyes raked over the mass of cats, finding it deeply unsettling that she was just.. Viewing it all. It didn’t feel right to her, and the moons of training to be a warrior, living to as a warrior–it told her to join them. It told her to defend her clan with tooth and claw, by all means necessary. Fighting wasn’t something she enjoyed, but it was something she had been trained to partake in. It was something she was used to, so not doing so felt… Wrong.

All of this jumbled up noise was beginning to make her head hurt, as it seemed that she had been straining herself a tad bit too much in an attempt to hear something, anything. Her name, a call for help, a pleading cry–anything. She tore her gaze away from the chaos, instead looking at Springpaw.

Focus. Guide her. As best as you can manage.

“Springpaw,” She called, “I want you to listen to me. I’m sure you’re fully aware, our main concern here is healing our clanmates, not partaking in the battle itself. However, if we are approached, if either of us are approached–it is my job to protect, do you understand? If either of us have to partake in any sort of combat, it will be me, not you.” For the first time, Drizzlecloud’s voice was stern with her, and her eyes were clouded over with a sense of urgency. She did not mean to scare, she just wanted to make herself clear. If by any chance some snot-nosed Shadowclan cat came looking at them wrong, she’d be the one to take that on.

[ ares ]

[Chrysanthemum]

Shadefrost was taken aback by the sudden pain in his shoulder, screaming after a moment of shock. What in the seven rings of hell did this cat even do him. He could tell at a quick glance that it wasn't anything extreme, thankfully, but it hurt all the same. He wouldn't be walking on it right for a few hours at most, but currently that was of none of his concern. "Okay, screw however cute you may be, spat the warrior furiously, "I'm going to murder you!" Using the arm that wasn't in pain, Shadefrost quickly took a crouching battle stance. The best thing for him would be to fight defensively, and hopefully he'd be able to find an opening in the Molly's attack.

Murder you.
A chill crept up the molly’s spine at her enemy’s words. He intended to kill her. Not just injure her; kill her. Tansywing narrowed her eyes at him. Well then, he’d have to try really hard to do that. She eyed the tom as he crouched low on the ground, watching her every move. So, a defensive stance? She could handle that. Her wounds slowed her down a bit so she wasn’t as fast as she wanted to be, but she was certain she could still get a few hits in. She darted forward and aimed to bring her paw down on his head in a massive blow, her claws unsheathed. She then darted back, attempting to avoid any counterattack he may try.
“What happened to wanting to spare me? Ooooh, did I scare you?” Taunting him might not be the best idea, but Tansywing couldn’t help it. It was just so fun.

[poppy]

Bearbite leaped into battle.

(Open for a tc cat :sob: )

[Dakotaa]

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MallowHeart
ThunderClan
A Beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat with Green eyes.
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(Open,)
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She looked around for someone to spar with… Knowing she’d lose, she hoped she’d find someone weak…
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[SuspiciousMindz]

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20474513?1680687351
GENTLEDOE (https://toyhou.se/20474513.gentledoe)
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her

As they tumbled backwards, Gentledoe felt claws and teeth raking at her shoulders. Okay, yeah, she maybe should've thought about this better. But it wasn't like she fought very often, okay? Regardless, she hissed, attempting to ignore the pain from her newfound claw marks to instead focus on getting in some hits of her own. Swinging her paws out, maneuvering her body weight to attempt to pin the ShadowClanner down and rake her claws across his chest and legs. Hopefully, she managed to do so, she could leave a nasty scar or two for this ShadowClan cat to remember her by.

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)] of ShC

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A searing pain caused a growl to rumble from the chest this warrior just ripped into. He could feel the blood welling from the new gashes across his chest and just when he thought that was all she had in her, Hawkbite felt his legs getting pinned down. His green eyes widened with shock, how could he have managed to let her do this? He had to act quickly if he were going to win. Hawkbite hated losing.


In a desperate move to ensure his -- and his Clans' -- victory, the tom freed one of his front legs and attempted to twist beneath Gentledoe. It was enough that the tabby tom let out a battle screech and swung, hard. His claws made contact with the side of the warriors face, catching Gentledoes green eye and pulling. In that moment of shock she may present, Hawkbite leaned forward with his teeth and grasped it in his jaws, yanking hard and finally, he felt it give. The now single-eyed warrior stood over him.


Hawkbite twisted fully beneath the warrior and used the sheer strength in his back legs to kick upwards in attempt to send the warrior flying over his head and onto her side or back. He didn't care after that.


Hawkbite got to his paws, the eye hanging from his clenched jaws as he held his battle stance, waiting for Gentledoe to either run, pass out, or attack again. It dripped with blood, running down his chin and staining his fur. His chest ached from the gashes he received, the blood from those pooling around his paws. It wasn't too bad, but Hawkbite could tell they were deep enough to scar. His green gaze seared into Gentledoe and anyone that drew near. He would leave her as is if the situation allowed it.


I win. A wicked smile crossed his blood-stained lips, the metallic taste not bothering him as he relished in his victory.

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Sparrowpelt (https://suszone.weebly.com/sparrowpelt.html)] of ThC
Omari -- Drizzecloud | lio -- Gentledoe

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The large tom was running about in the battle, supporting where he needed. However, a gruesome sight caught his attention as a ShadowClanner stood over Gentledoe. His yellow eyes widened with horror at the scene he was witnessing. They were monsters!

"Drizzlecloud! Hurry!" The warrior yelled as loud as he could, racing to put himself between Gentledoe and Hawkbite. His gaze merely gave Hawkbite a warning, he didn't want to fight, he simply wanted to get Gentledoe away from this situation.

[Levi 99]

Murder you.
A chill crept up the molly’s spine at her enemy’s words. He intended to kill her. Not just injure her; kill her. Tansywing narrowed her eyes at him. Well then, he’d have to try really hard to do that. She eyed the tom as he crouched low on the ground, watching her every move. So, a defensive stance? She could handle that. Her wounds slowed her down a bit so she wasn’t as fast as she wanted to be, but she was certain she could still get a few hits in. She darted forward and aimed to bring her paw down on his head in a massive blow, her claws unsheathed. She then darted back, attempting to avail any counterattack he may try.
“What happened to wanting to spare me? Ooooh, did I scare you?” Taunting him might not be the best idea, but Tansywing couldn’t help it. It was just so fun.

Shadefrost dodged the attack by rolling to the side that wasn't injured. This one was really starting to piss him off. Quickly he got back into his defensive crouch, waiting only a few minutes before kicking off the ground and leaping for the molly. Both claws were outstretched, ready to deal damage, though he knew the pain would be bad. He made sure to keep his body in a way that if he his opponent dodged, he'd be able to roll to the uninjured side again.

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

Somehow, amidst all of the chaos, she heard it–her name. Her left ear twitched at the sound, recognizing that it was Sparrowpelt’s voice that had called for her before she had noticed him running to Hawkbite and Gentledoe.

From afar, she could already feel a chill running up her spine just by the sight alone. It was time to go, and it was time to go right now. She leaned over to swipe her leaf-made pouch of supplies, eyes casting over Springpaw for a moment. Would it be right to call Springpaw to assist her during this? She could tell, even with the distance, that this wouldn’t be a very good situation to see–not for the faint-hearted.

“Springpaw, come with me, I don’t want you straying too far from me. I want you to keep an eye out on our surroundings just in case anyone needs help too, okay? Gentledoe needs help right now, so I’m going to try my best to help her, but… I don’t want you to look. Please.” It was a request that bordered on pleading. While Drizzlecloud knew that she and Springpaw both needed to learn how to deal with these things first-hand, her heart was still telling her that she needed to protect Springpaw’s mind. “I will call for you if I need you, but please, do not look unless I call for you.”

Unsure if her apprentice would listen, she darted off into the masses of cats, her heart leaping into her throat once she had gotten closer to observe the situation. The visual made her legs freeze up beneath her, taking stunted steps toward Gentledoe.

At that moment, she felt so many emotions–the first on that list was rage. A searing rage struck at the burning coals of her warrior’s spirit, causing a bright flame to erupt in her usually gentle green gaze. Her eyes drifted over to Hawkbite, the perpetrator, it seemed–and without even thinking about it, her lips curled, a snarl bubbling up in her throat as she stared at the Shadowclan tom. Drizzlecloud’s claws begged to find purchase in Hawkbite’s flesh, let the blood soak her paws–to make him pay. To wipe that awful grin right off of his face, and to send him packing... But she knew she could not.

“Leave before I tend to you myself.” Drizzlecloud spat, taking all of her inner strength to put out the fire that her own fury managed to light. It wasn’t gone, no, the coals were hot.

With a lash of her tail, she whirled around to face Gentledoe, dropping her bundle of herbs onto the ground… Stop the bleeding. You have to try to stop the bleeding first. “Gentledoe! Hey, Gentledoe, listen to me, okay? Stay awake for me, alright? Try your best, breathe, and–and settle down. Nobody is going to be bothering you while I’m here, I promise.” Her voice cracked in the middle of her words, stress and fear overshadowing the anger that was so prevalent before.

Poppy seeds–maybe they’ll calm her down, ease the pain. She truly didn’t know how well they would work in this instance, but.. Hopefully they’ll do something. She fumbled with the few poppy seeds she had brought, nudging them onto her paw before lifting them to Gentledoe’s muzzle, praying to Starclan that she had the strength to eat them. “Eat these, okay? Once you eat these, I’m gonna get to work with stopping the bleeding…” Maybe telling Gentledoe what she was doing would calm her down–but chances are, it wouldn’t. Still worth a shot.

[ lio - Gentledoe, SuspiciousMindz - Hawkbite & Sparrowpelt, ares - Springpaw ]

[Chrysanthemum]

Shadefrost dodged the attack by rolling to the side that wasn't injured. This one was really starting to piss him off. Quickly he got back into his defensive crouch, waiting only a few minutes before kicking off the ground and leaping for the molly. Both claws were outstretched, ready to deal damage, though he knew the pain would be bad. He made sure to keep his body in a way that if he his opponent dodged, he'd be able to roll to the uninjured side again.

Man, this dude just wouldn’t quit. Tansywing was so done with this fight; she wasn’t about to run, but this tom was incredibly annoying. Still, he’d managed to do some damage to her, and she didn’t want to risk getting injured any worse. It was time to end this. As the tom streaked towards her, she deftly slipped underneath him and slashed at his exposed belly, hoping to slice it open and, if not kill him, render him incapacitated. The only bad thing about this move was if she didn’t beat him with this one slash, he would land on top of her. She had to take the risk, though.

[Zei]

Salamanderskull smirked, what an easy cat to anger! oh this was going to be fun...

he kept his eyes on the tom as they stepped away after he'd rammed back into them... he lurched sideways as claws came at him, hissing slightly when he felt claws scrape against his shoulder. nothing to deep, he thought triumphantly. he took this oppertunity to whip around in an attempt to ram his head once more, hoping it would collide.

swiftly pulling back, his claws glinting in the sun light, Salamanderskull gave a toothy grin at the cat he was fighting, before swiftly running up and leaping with all claws out in attempt to land on the other cats back... valery.

[Radetzky]

Spiderheart | ShadowClan

The smoke black molly quietly moved through the territory, beginning to mark down her scent at Dawnstar's order. Ew, this place reeked of ThunderClan. Well, she supposed that soon the only scent of ThunderClan here would be their blood and dead bodies. She had questioned the preperation of this attack to herself before they headed out, but as soon as she saw those ThunderClan cats emerge between the trees, that thought was immediately wiped from her mind. With narrowed eyes and claws unsheated, the she-cat leaped towards the closest cat she saw.

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Mothdapple | ThunderClan

Mothdapple was on high alert as she followed Bumblestar's lead towards those rats. She wrinkled her nose at the smell lingering here. The tortoiseshell molly watched her leader go straight for Dawnstar, admiring her bravery. She hesitated for a moment, eyes desperately flicking between all the different cats, both ThunderClan and ShadowClan. She tried her best to hide that fact that she was scared. Trying to make herself look bigger and letting out a defensive snarl, she waited for an opportunity to attack.

[alkaline]

Alderstep had moved forward after his strike had connected (though rather poorly, the tabby noticed), putting himself in range for his opponent to ram into him, again. His expression twinged into one of bitter hatred. Yeah, if he survived this (it'd be real depressing if he died to some smug shadow), he was going to look into brushing up on his fighting skills. Real irresponsible of him to have let those skills get dusty.

He only had a split-second, full of being off-kilter and unbalanced, to react when the other cat ran at him. Not long enough to drop down or do something, anything, about this dumb cat jumping on top of him. Oh, for hell's sake, this was embarrassing. With a growl, the deputy did a little drop and roll, hoping to get this pesky tick off his back, feeling incredibly stupid that his opponent had managed to get on top of him in the first place. And if he did manage to dislodge his enemy, Alderstep planned to give this loser a good blow to his head as payback. It's only square and fair. Anything to get this Shadowcat to stop smirking like a weirdo.

Rogueheart

[Quasar]

Goldenpaw | he/him | thunderclan | nykyrian feel free to have aspen ambush him

Wow, okay. He was not mentally prepared for this, like, at all. Obviously fighting for real was going to be different from battle training, but this was way more than what he had expected. Before he even entered the battle zone cats were fighting in undiscernible whirlwinds of claws and fur. Ugh, he wished he was back in camp and safe. But noo, he couldnt because this was one of his duties as an apprentice. At least Bumblestar taught him some useful stuff, so he probably wasnt going to be utterly overpowered.

[Dakotaa]

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LilyPaw
ShadowClan
A brown tabby she-cat with green eyes.
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| open , valery (bestie ily,) |
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✧˖°❀˖°✧

❀ She spotted her best friend, SagePaw, and a squeak of comfort escapes her jaws. LilyPaw runs over to her friend and presses herself up against his side with a small purr. Her gaze met his… “SageSilly, Hey!” She called, “Let’s do this together! It’ll be easier and…” she paused, debating on whether she should finish her sentence or not… Then again, she had to say it now or she may never get to say it… like… Ever!

❀ Clearing her throat, LilyPaw added her second part… “And I don’t want to lose you…” her face flushed red with a laugh. Was now really the time to tell someone how much they were appreciated…? Maybe. “You’re like… My best friend… I’d be devastated if I ever lost you… So I gotta keep you by my side.” Another awkward giggle escaped her jaws then she finally stood up straight…

❀ Gaze softening, she let her guard down… “We’re in this together… Right, SagePaw…?” She said his name… Not the silly nickname. She straightforward said SagePaw… There was fear in her voice and gaze, which wasn’t expected from a mollie like her… Who knew that LilyPaw got scared…? Truthfully, she wasn’t afraid of dying… She was strong and stocky and could withstand anything…! But could SagePaw…? Her whole world would come crashing down if anything happened to him, for he was her world…

❀ LilyPaw shivers… SagePaw was… Everything to her… And he made her see herself better… More fear slips into her gaze…

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(Vm me please if you attack these two.)
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[nykyrian]

♔ Aspenpaw (https://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=59458) ♔

He/Him | Quasar

He never would have thought that his first real battle would be with the only clan he didn't have personal beef with, but here he was. Somehow despite all the tension between them and Shadowclan, thunderclan was the only one who hadn't attacked him unprompted there was no reason for the second one, he will die on that hill). But that didn't mean he would hold back, other than the spars he had arranged in the past moons, his bloodlust hadn't been properly fed. And now he was more than ready.

His fur bristled as the sounds of battle rang through the creek. The adrenaline pumping through his veins had his muscles pulse. Green eyes narrowed at the sight of an open apprentice. He would've preferred a warrior, age gap and all. But no one could frown on him attacking one of his own rank, he'd just give the other some slack until he knew he could handle it. He flew forward, looking to tackle the smaller cat to the ground.


#101

[Quasar]

Goldenpaw | he/him | ThunderClan | nykyrian rolled a 7, attack landed

Barely a moment had passed and already it seemed someone had set their sights on him. He barely had time to process what was going on before he was already being slammed into the ground, slightly frozen in shock before finally starting to retaliate. What was he supposed to do when this happened? Cinderpaw or Mudhound said something about it, right? Think, think...Aha! He rolled over onto his stomach and bunched up his legs, tensing before shooting straight up with the hope to slam straight into Aspenpaws stomach.

[Pitou]

*~STORMCLAW~*

Stormclaw followed his clan to the territory upon seeing shadow lan the tom had a quick glare at cougarivy, then hearing bumblestars words the tom unsheathed his claws , he then attempted to hit the enforcer on on the body.

( For cougarivy) - Ravensong



**Cougarivy**

Her blue eyes scanned the Thunderclanners as they appeared from behind this new leader. It was becoming tiresome trying to keep up with all of the new rotation of squirrel leaders, though she was surprised by this new one’s promptness and aggression. Maybe she’d be some fun while she lasted. The squirrel leader went after Dawnstar so Cougarivy’s attention went elsewhere to watch for any sneaky business of another warrior trying to play numbers against Dawnstar, not that the massive shadow queen would have much trouble with a few squirrels. Then the movement she’d been waiting for caught her eye. Her normal maneuver would have allowed her assailant to land their first blow, give them some false confidence and get them in close enough for her to land a good retaliatory blow, but she was well aware of her existing injuries and losing handily killed the fun. She dropped down and back, feinting away from the claws thrown at her. With a quick wince against the weakness in her shoulder, she instantly threw her weight back into her hind legs and launched herself forward, ideally before the Thunderclanner had a chance to regain his balance. Claws unsheathed and front legs spread open to cover as many angles of retreat as her small stature could manage, she aimed her whole weight into the enemy’s chest and neck, planning to wrap him in a sharp embrace in order to try to get a bite at his throat.

[Zei]

Alderstep had moved forward after his strike had connected (though rather poorly, the tabby noticed), putting himself in range for his opponent to ram into him, again. His expression twinged into one of bitter hatred. Yeah, if he survived this (it'd be real depressing if he died to some smug shadow), he was going to look into brushing up on his fighting skills. Real irresponsible of him to have let those skills get dusty.

He only had a split-second, full of being off-kilter and unbalanced, to react when the other cat ran at him. Not long enough to drop down or do something, anything, about this dumb cat jumping on top of him. Oh, for hell's sake, this was embarrassing. With a growl, the deputy did a little drop and roll, hoping to get this pesky tick off his back, feeling incredibly stupid that his opponent had managed to get on top of him in the first place. And if he did manage to dislodge his enemy, Alderstep planned to give this loser a good blow to his head as payback. It's only square and fair. Anything to get this Shadowcat to stop smirking like a weirdo.

Rogueheart
Salamanderskull reared forward his front paws, pinning his opponent to the ground (with Valery's permission). he rreared down as if he was going to bite the other cat

[Rose]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | ft. Turtlesun | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive

It was probably about time Larkfire stepped into the fight. Technically, she had stepped into it already, claws raking across the retreating flank of a ThunderClanner who'd proclaimed himself by the name of Turtlesun when he'd challenged her. He'd yelled something about vowing to defeat her and then - he'd turned and run off when she'd nearly killed him with a claw tearing through his throat.

Larkfire had followed the tom until he reached the outer-corner of the battle.. and then, well, she'd let his suffering end. There had been no way he would have ever healed from a wound like that. So now she was back in the midst of the fight, opponentless and entirely open to one.

[ Open ]

[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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So much bloodshed. So much horror. Fear-drenched eyes scanned the battlefield, eyes locking with slight streaks of blood smearing the ground below as a stifled yelp almost escaped her maw. The bitter, bile taste of panic began to rise against her throat, a feeling all too familiar to have. Her aching, pinned ears roared from the loud constant screeched of cats fighting each other, eyes rapidly glancing from one cat to another. Her heart felt like it was pounding aggressively against her chest, eyes suddenly squinting shut as Springpaw fought the bitter urge to bite down on the small bundle of herbs she held so delicately in her jaws. No. She couldn’t bite down on them. They were important for the clan. If she lost them… her clan would be in jeopardy. She can’t do this. She can’t stand here for much longer she can’t…

Suddenly, pinned ears quickly perked straight up as she heard Drizzlecloud’s urgent voice against the heavy roar of battle cries, the calico quickly whipping her head in the direction of the ticked tabby, straining her ears to take in as much of what she was saying. Springpaw forced herself not to flinch as she listened helplessly to the older molly, a heavy twinge of anxiety and panic flowing in her system. Drizzlecloud wanted her to focus. Wanted her to concentrate on their sole priority to heal their clan-mates. However, that wasn’t what was on the most of the calico’s mind. It was from Drizzlecloud’s admission of that she was swearing to protect the young calico, even at the utter cost of her life. A helpless, desperate plea rose up at the back of her throat, Springpaw being half tempted to beg the medicine cat to not take the bitter chance to lose her own life just from protecting her. She already lost one mentor, she didn’t need to lose another.

Yet, just as the words pitifully climbed up her throat, they fell back just again. She knew it would be entirely pointless to try to convince the molly to go against her own word. Including, it felt entirely stupid and wrong to say. If Drizzlecloud didn’t defend her, then the both of them would be in vain. Springpaw would risk getting killed or gravely injured and Drizzlecloud?… Springpaw didn’t know what would happen to her. Would it be the same, agonizing fate? She desperately hoped not. Quickly shaking her head, Springpaw focused directly at the ticked tabby as she forced a shameful swallow down her throat, speaking loud enough for the molly to hear through the bundle of herbs that she held in her jaws. “I… I-I will, Drizzlecloud. I understand.” her voice was painfully meek and infiltrated by panic, but Springpaw could do anything about it. She was in enough fear as it is.

Then out of nowhere, another fear-filled urgent call filled the air as Springpaw whipped her head in the direction of the familiar pelt of Sparrowpelt, almost feeling her stomach toss and churn at the troubling sight of crimson staining his fur and dripping endlessly onto the red-stained ground. Luckily, it didn’t seem to be his own. Or, as it seems to be in Springpaw’s peripheral vision. Other than that, he seemed to urgently need Drizzlecloud, almost making the molly feel her stomach lurch at the clear desperation in his voice. Not good. It clearly meant that someone was gravely injured enough for immediate medical attention. Oceanic hues quickly glanced up towards Drizzlecloud as she quickly urged the apprentice to come with her, desperation and fear clouding her jade-green eyes just as much as it was clouding Springpaw’s own. Did she feel the same way as the apprentice felt? It had seemed so.

Either way, the medicine cat apprentice urgently nodded, slowly mending confidence into her shaking system as she forced movement into her stiff paws, quickly trotting after her mentor and focusing directly on the ticked tabby as her aching ears took in the loud roars of battle cries from both clans. Her sensitive nose was overstimulating from the mingled scent of blood and ShadowClan, almost ticking at the edges of her throat. Her usually vibrant white paws almost staining in crimson as she stepped within the blood-stained battlefield. Great StarClan this was a mess. A terrible mess that didn’t need to be started in the first place. Springpaw could already feel her stomach rolling in an sickening way as she wanted to throw up, but she forced herself against the troubling act. She needed to focus. However, her mind almost quickly began to focus directly at Gentledoe’s mangled body, even though Drizzlecloud had stated for her to not look in the direction.

Oh. Oh she did. And Springpaw regretted it painfully. Eyes locked, Springpaw’s eyes glanced around every open, gaping wound that coated the brown-furred molly’s coat. Springpaw couldn’t bring herself to look away from the gruesome scene, panic thickening into her very core as her body grew still. Why and who would do such a terrible thing to Gentledoe? She… she didn’t deserve this! In an burst of panic, Springpaw’s eyes glanced up at the perpetrator, her stomach unsettlingly twisting in its place. Hawkbite, one of ShadowClan’s deadly warriors, did this. It was easily written from the way blood dripped off the sides of his maw and the way he sickeningly grinned in such a twisted manner that it made Springpaw more sick to the core. Gulping down a heavy lump in her throat, Springpaw quickly glanced at Drizzlecloud before finally facing the opposite side of them, fluttering her eyes shut to steer away the gruesome image of Gentledoe’s mangled body sticking in her mind.

She really shouldn’t have looked when Drizzlecloud told her not to look.

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Omari SuspiciousMindz lio

[LostInTheOrchids]

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MallowHeart
ThunderClan
A Beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat with Green eyes.
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She looked around for someone to spar with… Knowing she’d lose, she hoped she’d find someone weak…
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Well! From the cover of their tree an unfamiliar pelt walked below them. Dropping down and aiming to pin them down, and get a surprise attack from above "Squirrel Scum" They said after their attack, success or fail. This would be some fun. Claws out and ready for battle, they snarled, lips peeling back to reveal sharp canines and growling.

(Pleasepleaseplease tell me that dead will get another kill :eyes:)

[Undertaker]

Blood spilled onto Bumblestar's tongue, hot and tangy, as she managed to knock Dawnstar onto her back. Her teeth clamped down hard, as if she were trying to tear a chunk out of the bigger cat's shoulder. She heard Dawnstar laugh, and couldn't help but let out a wry snort of her own. Twisted as it was, she needed this, after everything that had happened. A way to shred her frustrations into another cat without remorse.

She knew Dawnstar had let her bowl her over—her weight wasn't enough to do much damage to a larger target on its own—but that wasn't going to stop her from taking advantage. With her teeth still buried deep in Dawnstar's shoulder, Bumblestar raised a hindleg and attempted to rake those claws down the other's exposed stomach, trying to do inflict as much debilitating damage as she could in this position.

She felt Dawnstar's talons sink into her own shoulder. Hot pain erupted with the fresh injury, and with a snarl, Bumblestar released her opponent and tried to twist away before anything could be dislocated. Claws tore into her underbelly from below, a much more vulnerable spot that hurt a hell of a lot more, but she could tank that; the paw that came up to drag her into a headlock, maybe not so much. Bumblestar lifted a forepaw high and attempted to bring it down on Dawnstar's face as a detterent, a distraction, aiming to tear open the scars already present.

It's been way too long, honestly, she'd take this brawl as a win in itself. Dawnstar winced as she felt claws scratch down old scars on her stomach. It wasn't deep, but her stomach was quite a vulnerable place. The scars there were more touchy than any of her others. Instinct and seasons of battle experience demanded she keeps claws away from her belly, but her pent-up battle lust overrode such dull instincts. It wasn't going to kill her, she could take the pain.

However, the claws coming towards her face were a bit of a problem. She turned her head to the side just slightly, feeling the claws tear through her facial scars. The scars there weren't as sensitive as her belly, but being torn open anew still sent a jolt of agony through her nerves. As much as she'd like to see how Bumblestar got out of this, Dawnstar wasn't willing to risk her eyesight for it. So she stopped churning her hind claws against the she-cat's belly and instead coiled her hind legs in again and aimed an explosive kick at Bumblestar's stomach while unwrapping her front paw from around the smaller molly's neck.

The kick should hopefully wind the younger cat while at the same time fling her far away enough for Dawnstar to twist herself back onto her paws and stand and face the other leader.

[Poprock]

marshall FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

Pebblepaw hadn't been thrilled when Bumblestar led them out of camp and towards the ghouls she had provoked nearly six moons ago. Something about invading the territory - Pebs hadn't really heard anything past "Shadowclan" and "Invasion". She was too busy repeating Mudhound's words in her head to work through the fear. She had to be there to protect her family and finally atone for her mistakes.

It wasn't long until the ghoul that gave her the long scar down her flank... and caused goosebumps to break out all over her body. It was her.... Pebs had only seen her in nightmares for so long that seeing her in person once more was....

The urge to run away was almost overwhelming. But Pebblepaw wouldn't abandon her family.

"E-excuse me!" She called, putting on the scariest face ever. "You need to go home now or else I will use my super Pebble Punches! I'm not running away this time, so I would turn tail if I were you." Her claws unsheathed. Please leave...

[Katiethewolfchild]

Frigidmist was able to weave away from her opponent's punce, their paws just grazing her shoulder. The scruffy warrior immediately retaliated by aiming to headbutt the ThunderClan cat in the side.
The headbutt landed, almost knocking the ywllow tom down, thought Sunleap just managed to catch his footing.

[alkaline]

Curses. Okay, but seriously, what were they teaching those ShadowClanners? Murder 101? 90 ways to kill your foe? Whatever, all the russet tom knew was that he was getting absolutely schooled. Alderstep hissed as he was pinned down, though he doubted he seemed so intimidating when this other guy was beating him down like he was nothing more than a little kit. Ew. How humiliating.

Anywayyyyys (maybe Alderstep was a bit delirious with adrenaline), the tabby squirmed under his assailant's grasp, realizing with belated horror this loser was going to bite him. That'd hurt, like, a ton (a lot more than the scratches, hopefully shallow, on his back. ouch). Which would be annoying. And also painful. It'd hurt his reputation to get bit. Alderstep, the loser who got bit by some other loser at Sunkissed Creek. Eh. The title had a slight ring to it.

Never fear, though, because Alderstep had a plan to save himself. Or at least, he hoped it saved himself. To be honest, the odds were kinda looking bad. Oh well. He just had to wait until this other guy sank his teeth into him. Yup. (maybe this plan was awful.)

Hopefully, nobody was watching this. Honestly, kudos to this guy for beating up Alderstep, but he didn't really appreciate it. If this guy lives (ugh, embarrassing), he'd have some cool bragging rights. Unless Alderstep salvaged this scuffle. Hence his amazing plan that involved getting bitten by some lousy toad-eater.

Rogueheart don't mind me, i enjoy making alder pathetic

[dino.]

:*:Vulture'fang:*:

Oh boy... This was a mess.
Shadowclan barely had time to arrive when, surprise, surprise, Thunderclan rolled up out of nowhere. Everyone seemed to expect this turn of events though, and it was only a matter of time before folks were ripping out each others throats. Vulture'fang stood at the fray of the brawling cats, ruined features tied into a deadpanned expression. Don't get him wrong, fighting was hella fun.... But when it interrupted something that was far more important, such as sleep, the fun was quickly sapped away. He had spent a good many years beating the snot out of anyone who crossed his path, and the prospect still brought him thrill. But it was hard to find excitement when he could've been tucked away in his nest. What a damn shame.

Letting his attention wander across the every growing blood bath, the burly tom decided to let his opponent come to him. He wasn't in the pickiest of moods, so letting fate decide who he would curb stomp seemed reasonable. Intentions in mind, he stood idle.
It wouldn't be long before some over eager punk would come looking' for trouble. And he would be prepared to match whatever they threw at him.

// dino. \\

Yeah!! So!! Bumble was scary!! Well, Dandelionhaze knew that already, but that opinion was only cemented further as he watched the very small cat lead the way into the fray. He never wanted to be on the recieving end of those claws, nope.

What he DID want was to absolutely smack the stuffing out of a stinky ShadowClanner, and so with reckless abandon, he barreled into the fight. His paws splashed across the stream as he made an attempt to bodyslam the first big cat he saw, some scary-looking bloke. "GET BUTT-SLAMMED!!

[stardust.]

~Muskratface~

Muskratface jumped right in. He ran and tried to find a cat to attack, he stood. Waiting for a ThunderClan cat to approach him and try and attack him. The main issue with ThunderClan though was that they were weak, and ShadowClan would take ThunderClan's territory with no issues. Even with Bumblestar pushing ThunderClan to their limits, and Dawnstar pushing ShadowClan themselves to their limits. This was going to be fierce. And a skirmish that would last in Muskratface's memory for a long time.

Right away, Muskratface searched the Sunkissed Creek. Looking to see if someone was going for him...

(Open)

[Ian]

~Lioncrest~

How DARE they!

The hulking Tom's fluffy golden tail twitched angrily behind him as he made his way through the brush behind his leader. The reek of Shadowclan was seeping through his forest in an area that he had finished a patrol through not even half a day earlier.

A low growl rumbled in his chest as Bumblestar gave her orders. He'd make these swamp-rats pay for their stupidity alright... As Thunderclan's newest leader leapt into the fray, Lioncrest followed without a second thought. Large paws launched him towards the first cat he saw, a brown tabby who looked entirely too happy to be mucking up a perfect piece of his home with her stench.

He was power. He was strength. He would defend his home from intruders, no matter the cost.

"Get your filth away from our territory you rat!" he roared as he hurtled through the air towards her back in an attempt to squash her into the ground.

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Green eyes snapped toward Lioncrest as he came flying toward her, aiming to crush her with his weight. Too bad a lot of ShadowClan cats relied on their brawn, and she knew how to deal with it.

Vixensnarl dropped and lunged, twisting sideways as she did and raised a forepaw in an attempt to rake her claws across Lioncrest's underbelly as he flew over her. Whether it landed or not, the second her side impacted the ground she was rolling to her paws, whipping back around to face her opponent.

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The first upscale battle Starlingpaw had ever seen. They kinda hoped it was the last. But no worries, Starlingpaw wasn't the squeamish type. Taking a quick breath, the ShadowClanner lurched into the midst of battle, looking for an opponent to fight.

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The fifteen-moon-old apprentice had been toward the back of the ThunderClan battle patrol, her tail lashing as she paced back in forth. Instead of blindly jumping into the fray, she scanned the fighting cats to see if there was anyone vulnerable who she could take on.

There! Dropping into a crouch, she slunk around, dodging the hissing and spitting cats locked in battle to lunge at Starlingpaw's side, claws oustretched as she aimed to knock the other apprentice off her paws.

[Jayvines]

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Green eyes snapped toward Lioncrest as he came flying toward her, aiming to crush her with his weight. Too bad a lot of ShadowClan cats relied on their brawn, and she knew how to deal with it.

Vixensnarl dropped and lunged, twisting sideways as she did and raised a forepaw in an attempt to rake her claws across Lioncrest's underbelly as he flew over her. Whether it landed or not, the second her side impacted the ground she was rolling to her paws, whipping back around to face her opponent.
[/QUOTE]~Lioncrest~

This snake was a quick striker...

As the golden giant flew overtop of his target, thin ribbons of pain flared to life along his underbelly. While his long pelt had offered some cushioning, his opponent's claws were still able to pierce the softer flesh of his stomach. Front paws hit the ground and claws dug into the soft earth, leaving shallow grooves as he used his momentum to swing around and face the viper that dared to accept his challenge.

"Did you believe Bumblestar's warning to be empty threats?" he growled, adjusting his stance to rest his bodyweight lower to the ground to solidify his position and protect his belly from further damage. "Let me dissuade you of that naivety."

Launching himself towards the enemy she-cat with a snarl, the golden tom aimed several swipes towards the smaller cat's face. If he couldn't overwhelm her with his size, he'd simply have to outlast her endurance.

[nykyrian]

♔ Aspenpaw (https://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=59458) ♔

He/Him | Quasar | Roll: 5

The force behind his attack seemed to be enough as he and the other went tumbling down to the ground. Things seemed to be going in his favour, until the apprentice kicked him in the stomach with a surprising amount of force. He released him, taking a jump backward to regain his composure. That's fine, he was fine, he just wanted to start the fight, he'd barely made a move so far. Though he hated being on offense, defense usually ended up being an easier win. Still, he darted to Goldenpaw's side, aiming to slash at his side.


#102

[Dark]

foxflurry

No way. No. She couldn't believe this. Mouth open in shock, she froze as she stared at the chaos surrounding her. Fear was an unknown factor, yes, this was something else. White hot hatred, burning through her mind and making her skin feel hot. She didn't care about Sunkissed Creek, it had never been important to her, but the idea that these froglike excuses for cats could just waltz in here and take what they wanted disgusted her. The losses had been even last time, five on five, but this time, she was determined to change that. Most of the ones she'd trusted had disappeared or died, but she'd fight for their memories, fight for them and the ones who were left. No one was allowed to hurt her family. Not Pebs or Hazel or Wolfie or even Goldenpaw. Not a claw, they would not take the creek and they wouldn't get to the kreachers.

Paws hit her shoulder and she fell to the side, tumbling across the grass and standing up to stare at a younger tom. She leaped back towards him, keeping close to the ground as she lashed a paw at his chest and one to hopefully hook his leg.

Darkclaws

Darkfall
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Darkfall’s paws had connected with the body of another cat, but immediately after the she-cat’s form came dashing towards him, aiming at his chest and paws. He was familiar with this move, having practiced a similar one to the point of mastery. The large tom attempted to back away but stumbled a bit in the process as his left leg was caught. How dare this Thunderclanner attempt to use catch him unawares with his own move? Rage began to bubble within him. What was he getting so mad for? It’s not like he was the only one who could use a certain technique.

Quickly getting to his feet, Darkfall took a closer look at the warrior in front of him. White with tabby markings, and red splotches… His expression hardened as he realized where he had seen this cat before. He could still vividly remember the body, slick with blood, lying limp within her jaws. Four moons prior, this very same cat in front of him at put an end to one of his clanmates on their border. Within him, the rage that had merely begun to boil was now a raging inferno. ”You,” he said in a snarl, cold blue eyes narrowing into slits ”You’re the one who killed Thornclaw!” Now. Now he was going to get his revenge. The battle around him seemed to quiet down, and his mind went blank except for the thought of killing the cat in front of him.

’StarClan watch over my paws and help me avenge my fallen clanmate’

”Try not to disappoint me,” He spat angrily before quickly making his approach. Though fueled by anger, Darkfall was no fool. He knew better than to just charge in without a plan and would try to take advantage of his larger-than-average stature in order to overwhelm the ThunderClan warrior. As he neared Foxflurry, he threw his large left paw out towards her legs as a feint before withdrawing it. Like an adder, he struck at her shoulder with all of his strength with his right paw. Should she duck as he found was common, he hoped to land a blow on her head but in all honesty, he just aimed to knock her off balance.

[ I hope I described Foxflurry properly haha ]

[wolfie]

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「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿

ೃ⁀➷ open to shc warriors !

Muscles rippled underneath their chestnut brown fur, large paws slamming against the sandy gravel. The battle was far from unexpected; after the tension with ShadowClan, it had been boiling over. It had only been time. Asterdance's regrets still swirled in their chest, a deep and ugly feeling. Something they couldn't bury, because even if it was ShadowClan, they still took a life. Nonetheless, ThunderClan needed them. If they were a Keeper, a Warrior, they would protect their home. Their apprentices, their family.

They charged into battle with a loud war cry, the back of their fur bristling. Claws unsheathed, orange eyes taking a quick survey of the scene rolled out in front of them. Asterdance had been slightly late to the battle, caught up in their rising panic, but they were here. They couldn't spot the previous black furred warrior they had fought with. Bumblestar and Dawnstar were battling, and they hadn't seen any of their siblings. At least, Ripplepaw should be home.

Without another delay, they leapt at a nearby ShadowClan warrior and attempted to tackle them to the ground.

[MockingRabbit]

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「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿
ೃ⁀➷ open to shc warriors !

Muscles rippled underneath their chestnut brown fur, large paws slamming against the sandy gravel. The battle was far from unexpected; after the tension with ShadowClan, it had been boiling over. It had only been time. Asterdance's regrets still swirled in their chest, a deep and ugly feeling. Something they couldn't bury, because even if it was ShadowClan, they still took a life. Nonetheless, ThunderClan needed them. If they were a Keeper, a Warrior, they would protect their home. Their apprentices, their family.

They charged into battle with a loud war cry, the back of their fur bristling. Claws unsheathed, orange eyes taking a quick survey of the scene rolled out in front of them. Asterdance had been slightly late to the battle, caught up in their rising panic, but they were here. They couldn't spot the previous black furred warrior they had fought with. Bumblestar and Dawnstar were battling, and they hadn't seen any of their siblings. At least, Ripplepaw should be home.

Without another delay, they leapt at a nearby ShadowClan warrior and attempted to tackle them to the ground.

Froststorm
He could feel his fur bristling with tension for the whole trek from the camp. There was going to be a battle, blood was going to spill. He could feel the excitement in the air of the other ShadowClan cats, this is what they lived for, but there was also fear and negativity that came with the prospect of pain and death, from himself included, because who knew how far this could go. The large battle patrol paused at the old border, waiting for Dawnstar to give them the signal. When it came, the grey-and-brown warrior rolled his shoulders to loosen them, then set out to help mark the new border. He felt his ears pricking, listening for the first signs of ThunderClan retaliation.

They came fast and strong. Battle calls and screeches sprung up instantly as the two forces converged. Dawnstar and Bumblestar went straight at each-other's throats. Froststorm crouched in the shadows, icy eyes flickering as he picked out a cat to attack. Rushing forward, but was attacked by a different cat from the side. It was unexpected, but he let his battle instincts kick in, letting his legs go limp and himself be thrown to the ground. Hopefully his opponent's own momentum would throw them off him and give him time to get back up. He felt the breath get knocked out of him as his side hit the hard ground, fought to drag it back in.

[RavensCall]

Icebeam waited patiently, hoping to kill someone. Waiting. Waiting...

(open)

[Levi 99]

Man, this dude just wouldn’t quit. Tansywing was so done with this fight; she wasn’t about to run, but this tom was incredibly annoying. Still, he’d managed to do some damage to her, and she didn’t want to risk getting injured any worse. It was time to end this. As the tom streaked towards her, she deftly slipped underneath him and slashed at his exposed belly, hoping to slice it open and, if not kill him, render him incapacitated. The only bad thing about this move was if she didn’t beat him with this one slash, he would land on top of her. She had to take the risk, though.

It all happened so fast. One moment Shade was flying through the air towards the Thundeclan warrior, and the next, claws were snagging into the flesh and fur on his chest. He felt them rake down, leaving fiery grooves in his body before collapsing on top of the molly. No. No, no, no. This was not happening. It was one thing to be an apprentice and lose to your mentor in a sparring match. But to a cat from a clan as low as Thunderclan. Of all the clans, Thunderclan! OH, HELL TO THE NO!!! He pushed himself up to his feet, ignoring the pain flaring through his shoulder as he did so. Blood dripped profusely from Shadefrost’s chest, and he couldn’t walk on all four paws without biting back a grunt of pain, not to mention the fact that he was running pretty low on stamina, it seemed. How did a night that was supposed to be fun turn into this… this mess. Keeping an eye on his opponent, the blue-eyed tom held up a paw, ”Just give me one second,’ he said with a tiny smile, understanding just how unnatural the request was at a time like this. Shadefrost bent his head down and began to lick at the newly inflicted wound on his chest. Yeah it was bad, not “you’ll bleed out in a matter of minuets” bad. But it was bad all the same. He released a silent sigh, before looking back towards the molly. He should leave. It was clear that he was in no good shape to keep fighting, and this cat was good enough to actually get him to a point where he was having doubts about brawling her any longer. I mean like this was literally the closest he’d ever come to dying in a fight. ACTUALLY DYING!!! LIKE GOING TO THE DARK FOREST AND HAVING TO SUFFER FOR ALL THE THINGS HE”S DONE!!! And despite Shadefrost took another battle stance, this time fighting through the pain to stand on all four paws. This stance was more suited for attacking and defending, though he’d definitely be attacking. He brought his tail up to rest over his head, as if he were a scorpion, took a deep breath and fixed the molly with his cheery Cheshire grin. Because not only was this the closest he’d ever been to death, but this was the most fun the Shadowclanner had ever had in his life, and he’d be damned if he backed out now. ”You know, he said tiredly, ”I never got your name."
(Sorry for the late reply)

[Rose]

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The fifteen-moon-old apprentice had been toward the back of the ThunderClan battle patrol, her tail lashing as she paced back in forth. Instead of blindly jumping into the fray, she scanned the fighting cats to see if there was anyone vulnerable who she could take on.

There! Dropping into a crouch, she slunk around, dodging the hissing and spitting cats locked in battle to lunge at Starlingpaw's side, claws oustretched as she aimed to knock the other apprentice off her paws.

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The sudden approach of a ThunderClanner had Starlingpaw's head whipping around to face their opponent. Dropping into a quick roll, Starlingpaw managed to avoid most of Hazelpaw's blow, except for a minute scratch that landed on her flank. Hissing softly, but grateful that they'd not been hurt too much, the lanky feline performed a move of their own; lunging forward to bring their paw up in the air and then bring it back down hopefully on Hazelpaw's forehead.

[Dakotaa]

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MallowHeart
ThunderClan
A Beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat with Green eyes.
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( RandomAckermann You can beat her up but don’t kill her.)
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Feat. FrogPaw! (Since some are wondering where she is!)

There was fear in her gaze as she hissed. The beautiful mollie didn’t want to fight, and only came to support the medicine cats to the best of her abilities. She had told a certain frog-like she-cat to remain behind… So FrogPaw was helping in camp, organizing moss and herbs for injured cats…

But this isn’t about FrogPaw, this was about MallowHeart… Her gaze met with DeadFeather… “Go away, I mean no trouble.” She began to back away with fear in her gentle green eyes… She wasn’t strong, she could fight… She was terrified.

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[Chrysanthemum]

It all happened so fast. One moment Shade was flying through the air towards the Thundeclan warrior, and the next, claws were snagging into the flesh and fur on his chest. He felt them rake down, leaving fiery grooves in his body before collapsing on top of the molly. No. No, no, no. This was not happening. It was one thing to be an apprentice and lose to your mentor in a sparring match. But to a cat from a clan as low as Thunderclan. Of all the clans, Thunderclan! OH, HELL TO THE NO!!! He pushed himself up to his feet, ignoring the pain flaring through his shoulder as he did so. Blood dripped profusely from Shadefrost’s chest, and he couldn’t walk on all four paws without biting back a grunt of pain, not to mention the fact that he was running pretty low on stamina, it seemed. How did a night that was supposed to be fun turn into this… this mess. Keeping an eye on his opponent, the blue-eyed tom held up a paw, ”Just give me one second,’ he said with a tiny smile, understanding just how unnatural the request was at a time like this. Shadefrost bent his head down and began to lick at the newly inflicted wound on his chest. Yeah it was bad, not “you’ll bleed out in a matter of minuets” bad. But it was bad all the same. He released a silent sigh, before looking back towards the molly. He should leave. It was clear that he was in no good shape to keep fighting, and this cat was good enough to actually get him to a point where he was having doubts about brawling her any longer. I mean like this was literally the closest he’d ever come to dying in a fight. ACTUALLY DYING!!! LIKE GOING TO THE DARK FOREST AND HAVING TO SUFFER FOR ALL THE THINGS HE”S DONE!!! And despite Shadefrost took another battle stance, this time fighting through the pain to stand on all four paws. This stance was more suited for attacking and defending, though he’d definitely be attacking. He brought his tail up to rest over his head, as if he were a scorpion, took a deep breath and fixed the molly with his cheery Cheshire grin. Because not only was this the closest he’d ever been to death, but this was the most fun the Shadowclanner had ever had in his life, and he’d be damned if he backed out now. ”You know, he said tiredly, ”I never got your name."
(Sorry for the late reply)

It had worked. Oh, thank StarClan it had worked. Tansywing, in one slash, cut open the tom’s chest and raked her claws down his body. He collapsed on top of her, but he was too injured to use this to his advantage. He got up and she sprang backwards, panting heavily. This was the hardest fight she’d had in moons, but StarClan knows she needed it. Her face stung and the deep gash on her flank sent bolts of pain through her whenever she breathed. She didn’t care, though. She had won! She had beat the vicious ShadowClanner and- wait… what? Tansywing’s tail fluffed up in surprise as her opponent assumed another battle stance, seemingly at the ready to attack. How was he still up? Why wasn’t he running? She really didn’t want to have to kill a cat if she didn’t have to; as horrible as this cat was, he didn’t deserve to die. At least, not to her knowledge. Tansywing bristled as he smiled at her, cocking his head coyly. Who did this cat think he was?
“On normal circumstances I would never tell an enemy my name, but so you can always remember your defeat by a Thunderclanner, I will tell you mine.”
She narrowed her eyes, hate blazing in their fiery depths. “My name is Tansywing, and I will not hesitate to kill you.” The last part was a bluff; she would kill him if absolutely necessary, but it would certainly involve hesitation and regrets. He didn’t need to know that, though.
“I give you one last chance to turn your stinky, Shadowclan tail around and run back to your measly camp before I kill you. You won’t win in that state.”
(You’re good!)

[Shade.]

The headbutt landed, almost knocking the ywllow tom down, thought Sunleap just managed to catch his footing.

The dark she-cat grinnedcas she managed to hit her opponent.
"Run back to camp, thunder-mouse, or you might get hurt!" she jeered, swiping with her paw, aiming to claw the tom's face.

[Shade.]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | ft. Turtlesun | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive

It was probably about time Larkfire stepped into the fight. Technically, she had stepped into it already, claws raking across the retreating flank of a ThunderClanner who'd proclaimed himself by the name of Turtlesun when he'd challenged her. He'd yelled something about vowing to defeat her and then - he'd turned and run off when she'd nearly killed him with a claw tearing through his throat.

Larkfire had followed the tom until he reached the outer-corner of the battle.. and then, well, she'd let his suffering end. There had been no way he would have ever healed from a wound like that. So now she was back in the midst of the fight, opponentless and entirely open to one.

[ Open ]


Rosepaw thought violence was horrible and deep and atrocious and emotional. Roseraven knew violence was just a thing the clans did. She would never encourage invasions or murders of both clanmates and others, but defence was different, especially when you didn't kill anyone. There was basically a consensual agreement among the clans that invasion warranted some slapping around. It was shallow and pointless like everything else in their stagnant society that refused progress and ran from it like greencough. Young Rosepaw had tried to take the high road and tried to use words. Of course, nobody listened. The only thing the clans respected was strength. But Rosepaw wasn't strong. Neither was Roseraven. But she was angry and numb.

The small tabby mercilessly launched herself another warrior, claws aiming for the side of her stomach.

[Levi 99]

It had worked. Oh, thank StarClan it had worked. Tansywing, in one slash, cut open the tom’s chest and raked her claws down his body. He collapsed on top of her, but he was too injured to use this to his advantage. He got up and she sprang backwards, panting heavily. This was the hardest fight she’d had in moons, but StarClan knows she needed it. Her face stung and the deep gash on her flank sent bolts of pain through her whenever she breathed. She didn’t care, though. She had won! She had beat the vicious ShadowClanner and- wait… what? Tansywing’s tail fluffed up in surprise as her opponent assumed another battle stance, seemingly at the ready to attack. How was he still up? Why wasn’t he running? She really didn’t want to have to kill a cat if she didn’t have to; as horrible as this cat was, he didn’t deserve to die. At least, not to her knowledge. Tansywing bristled as he smiled at her, cocking his head coyly. Who did this cat think he was?
“On normal circumstances I would never tell an enemy my name, but so you can always remember your defeat by a Thunderclanner, I will tell you mine.”
She narrowed her eyes, hate blazing in their fiery depths. “My name is Tansywing, and I will not hesitate to kill you.” The last part was a bluff; she would kill him if absolutely necessary, but it would certainly involve hesitation and regrets. He didn’t need to know that, though.
“I give you one last chance to turn your stinky, Shadowclan tail around and run back to your measly camp before I kill you. You won’t win in that state.”
(You’re good!)


"Well you certainly have guts don't ya," said the tom in the same tired voice, "well I'm Shadefrost nice to meet you. I'm really looking forward to the outcome of this fight." As quickly as he could (which was only about half of his original speed) Shade dashed forward, stopping just before Tansywing and rolling to the side that was injured. Crap, he forgot he couldn't do that. Oh well, no point fretting over it now. After only a second of distraction, the tom lashed out with a claw. Hoping, praying that he'd land the hit.

(You can go ahead and knock him out know)

[Chrysanthemum]

"Well you certainly have guts don't ya," said the tom in the same tired voice, "well I'm Shadefrost nice to meet you. I'm really looking forward to the outcome of this fight." As quickly as he could (which was only about half of his original speed) Shade dashed forward, stopping just before Tansywing and rolling to the side that was injured. Crap, he forgot he couldn't do that. Oh well, no point fretting over it now. After only a second of distraction, the tom lashed out with a claw. Hoping, praying that he'd land the hit.

(You can go ahead and knock him out know)


Damn, this cat just won’t quit.
Even in his weakened state, he went for a full on attack instead of stepping back to a defensive stance. As annoying as it was, she had to admit he was brave. As he launched himself at her she barely managed to dodge; if he wasn’t so exhausted she wouldn’t have been able to. Her wounds were starting to seriously affect her fighting. His claws brushed her pelt, tearing out a few clumps of fur but not inflicting any damage. As he streaked past her, Tansywing twisted around and aimed to bring her paw down full force onto his head, claws sheathed this time. She really, really didn’t want to kill him, so the obvious solution was to knock him out.
Please let this work… I still have a whole battle to fight, I can’t let one warrior keep me from defending my clan!

[SpiritWolf_yt]

**Cougarivy**

Her blue eyes scanned the Thunderclanners as they appeared from behind this new leader. It was becoming tiresome trying to keep up with all of the new rotation of squirrel leaders, though she was surprised by this new one’s promptness and aggression. Maybe she’d be some fun while she lasted. The squirrel leader went after Dawnstar so Cougarivy’s attention went elsewhere to watch for any sneaky business of another warrior trying to play numbers against Dawnstar, not that the massive shadow queen would have much trouble with a few squirrels. Then the movement she’d been waiting for caught her eye. Her normal maneuver would have allowed her assailant to land their first blow, give them some false confidence and get them in close enough for her to land a good retaliatory blow, but she was well aware of her existing injuries and losing handily killed the fun. She dropped down and back, feinting away from the claws thrown at her. With a quick wince against the weakness in her shoulder, she instantly threw her weight back into her hind legs and launched herself forward, ideally before the Thunderclanner had a chance to regain his balance. Claws unsheathed and front legs spread open to cover as many angles of retreat as her small stature could manage, she aimed her whole weight into the enemy’s chest and neck, planning to wrap him in a sharp embrace in order to try to get a bite at his throat.


~*STORMCLAW*~

A flick of his tail as he missed hitting cougarivy, his eyes quickly looked at the enforcer as he saw the molly lunge at him with unsheathed claws. The tom began to move but failed to avoid the attack, a yowl escaped as the enforcer clamped onto him. Stormclaw hissed as he tried to think of a move to get the enforcer off. soon a thought came in and the tom quickly dropped into a roll hoping the best that the enforcer let go.

*got strength i'll give you that" he said silently to himself as he prepared his next move only if the cat would let go

[Rose]

Rosepaw thought violence was horrible and deep and atrocious and emotional. Roseraven knew violence was just a thing the clans did. She would never encourage invasions or murders of both clanmates and others, but defence was different, especially when you didn't kill anyone. There was basically a consensual agreement among the clans that invasion warranted some slapping around. It was shallow and pointless like everything else in their stagnant society that refused progress and ran from it like greencough. Young Rosepaw had tried to take the high road and tried to use words. Of course, nobody listened. The only thing the clans respected was strength. But Rosepaw wasn't strong. Neither was Roseraven. But she was angry and numb.

The small tabby mercilessly launched herself another warrior, claws aiming for the side of her stomach.
Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive

In the heat of battle, it was surprising that Larkfire's gaze locked onto a single figure. Shadefrost, who was on the verge of getting knocked out. Gritting her teeth, Larkfire figured that the tom decidedly needed saving. Except, she someone lunging towards her out of the corner of her eye and lurched sideways into a roll, narrowly avoiding Roseraven's claws.

The youngest enforcer was up in another instant, spinning like the shadows she belonged to to face her newfound rival. "I remember you." She said, baring her fangs in hopes of intimidating the other molly. Larkfire said nothing else - she'd rather let the former medicine cat wonder what the heck made her say something so random - and then she lunged forward herself, front paw swinging in a wide arc. Claws outstretched to hopefully catch Roseraven in the side of her face.

[Shade.]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive

In the heat of battle, it was surprising that Larkfire's gaze locked onto a single figure. Shadefrost, who was on the verge of getting knocked out. Gritting her teeth, Larkfire figured that the tom decidedly needed saving. Except, she someone lunging towards her out of the corner of her eye and lurched sideways into a roll, narrowly avoiding Roseraven's claws.

The youngest enforcer was up in another instant, spinning like the shadows she belonged to to face her newfound rival. "I remember you." She said, baring her fangs in hopes of intimidating the other molly. Larkfire said nothing else - she'd rather let the former medicine cat wonder what the heck made her say something so random - and then she lunged forward herself, front paw swinging in a wide arc. Claws outstretched to hopefully catch Roseraven in the side of her face.

Roseraven's whole body was on high alert. She regarded her opponent, scrutinising her every move with the meticulous nature of a medicine.
"I do not remember you." she replied dismissively. The small tabby ducked under the paw, expending minimal energy to move and tried to shorten the distance, using the opening to lunge her teeth at the warrior's throat, telling herself that she would not bite too harshly.

[Levi 99]

Damn, this cat just won’t quit.
Even in his weakened state, he went for a full on attack instead of stepping back to a defensive stance. As annoying as it was, she had to admit he was brave. As he launched himself at her she barely managed to dodge; if he wasn’t so exhausted she wouldn’t have been able to. Her wounds were starting to seriously affect her fighting. His claws brushed her pelt, tearing out a few clumps of fur but not inflicting any damage. As he streaked past her, Tansywing twisted around and aimed to bring her paw down full force onto his head, claws sheathed this time. She really, really didn’t want to kill him, so the obvious solution was to knock him out.
Please let this work… I still have a whole battle to fight, I can’t let one warrior keep me from defending my clan!


Did Tansywing just hit the blue-eyed tom with a rock, because that's kinda what it felt like. Shadefrost staggered backwards, his mind spinning while he fought to keep a grip on reality. However, it seemed this battle was drawing to nigh to an end. His vision was beginning to blur and with every moment that went by a veil crept ever further over his conscientiousness. This was not how he saw the night going. Not. One. Bit. But in the end it was probably a good thing, seeing as how he would've just ran to fight with the next available cat if he'd won this. Plus, the wake up call was extremely helpful. After going so long without losing to anyone, he needed a reminder that he wasn't some invincible force. Attempting to hold on a few extra moments before drifting off, Shade shuffled in the direction the blow came from. Still trying to get his last licks on Tansywing supposedly. (*Sigh* What pain it is to be this guy's RP'er.) Anyway. Thankfully he never did. Instead his paws gave way under him and he collapsed to the ground, taking deep long breaths.

(Can someone get Shade out of here please?)

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5366&pictureid=39125
| Mousepaw |

He'd missed the first wave of the attack. The heavy set apprentice had been too busy marking the territory when the creek had exploded into a storm of rage, blood and claws. Everyone seemed to be locked in battle, and the young tom could feel the blood roaring in his rounded ears, eyes wide at the sight before him. This was... certainly different to what he'd experienced in all his training. For all he'd fought, it had always been with someone he loved. Someone he cherished. His Auntie Larky. Starrywrenny. None of it prepared him for a real battlefield.

Frozen in place for only a second, he remembered his former mentor's words to him. You are not safe. It only takes one mistake. One mistake, and it's all over. Never let your guard down, ever.

Hatred flowed through him as he heard his voice, commanding, in the back of his mind. Much as he loathed to admit it, however, Shadowfur was right. He was not safe. Not here. He could not lower his guard. Hackles raised as he felt the adrenaline course through him, he leaped forward, throwing himself into the din of war.

That was when he saw it. His current mentor. The bloodthirsty bully he somehow loathed even more than his former mentor. The only good thing this tom had in Mousepaw's eyes was his honesty. At least he did not try to hide the backstabbing monster he was, embracing his vileness fully. And yet there he was, collapsing on the battlefield, a ThunderClanner still by his side.

No matter how much the stocky apprentice hated this ShadowClanner, he was a ShadowClanner none the less. A clanmate. An ally. And not a cat Mousepaw could leave behind. With a snarl of disgust, the apprentice rushed forward, readying himself for a battle if the ThunderClanner refused to let him take the unconscious tom away.

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Chrysanthemum [Tansywing] | Levi 99 [Shadefrost]
| Mousepaw will not be engaging Tansywing unless she attacks him, as his main focus is to get the unconscious Shadefrost out of danger and to Elmshadow. Feel free to have Tansywing ignore him and rush out to help someone else if she wouldn't attack an apprentice who hasn't engaged in combat. :heartbounce: |

[Rose]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Paw swinging in a wide arc as Roseraven [ @Shade. (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=11816) ] ducked underneath it, Larkfire used the momentum of the movement to propell herself away from the blue-eyed molly's forward lunge. "Good." Was the only thing Larkfire said in response, teeth flashing in a self-satisfied smirk. Blood. She was tired of this dance, she wanted to spill blood, whether her own or Roseraven's.

Larkfire had gotten lucky twice, had avoided her companion's blows. She was unsure if Roseraven would miss a third time, or if karma would catch up to Lark and she'd be in for it.

As she whirled past her opponent in a flurry of grey fur, Larkfire attempted to rake her claws across Roseraven's flank or underbelly. She'd readied herself to strike again, too, but her attention was sufficiently pulled elsewhere as she noticed one of her own Clanmates - Shadefrost [ @Levi 99 (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=13698) ] - collapse to the floor with an opposing-Clan warrior [ @Chrysanthemum (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18928) ] looming over him. A snarl built in Larkfire's throat, and with one glance at Roseraven, the youngest enforcer rather decided that she'd face two ThunderClanners than to let one kill Shadefrost.

Worse yet, Larkfire could make out the familiar stocky shape of her- of Mousepaw [ @Alchemist Kitsune (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16850) ]. Decision made with his presence there, Larkfire turned away from Roseraven and made a break for the cluster of cats, throwing herself as a barrier between her Clanmates and the ThunderClanner. "You'd best think twice about trying to hurt either one of them." Larkfire snarled to Tansywing, eyes alert to see if Roseraven would be following.

[Katiethewolfchild]

The dark she-cat grinnedcas she managed to hit her opponent.
"Run back to camp, thunder-mouse, or you might get hurt!" she jeered, swiping with her paw, aiming to claw the tom's face.
Sunleap just managed to dodge the attack, the yellow tom attempting to claw her in the leg.

[Pitou]

~*STORMCLAW*~

A flick of his tail as he missed hitting cougarivy, his eyes quickly looked at the enforcer as he saw the molly lunge at him with unsheathed claws. The tom began to move but failed to avoid the attack, a yowl escaped as the enforcer clamped onto him. Stormclaw hissed as he tried to think of a move to get the enforcer off. soon a thought came in and the tom quickly dropped into a roll hoping the best that the enforcer let go.

*got strength i'll give you that" he said silently to himself as he prepared his next move only if the cat would let go





**Cougarivy**

Her momentum came to a satisfying abrupt stop as she slammed into the other cat, her claws popping as the remaining ones punctured the skin. She purred, this was what she’d been missing for too many moons. Before she continued her relishing, the body in her grasp fell away; her body was pulled down towards the ground then quickly tossed to the side and the warrior’s weight was rolling over the top of her. She smiled but the weight wrenched her bad shoulder into the ground. It wasn’t a pain that would generally deter her but the motion seized her whole leg and retracted her claws, weakening her hold on the warrior so when he rose, she didn’t rise with him. She rolled over quickly, hopping quickly to her paws with an unrestrained smile. Her blue eyes found her opponent quickly. ”Very good! You used my weakness against me,” she giggled, ”I would say that I’m impressed but I guess I shouldn’t expect so little from a full warrior.” She shrugged nonchalantly directly before jumping sideways and then throwing herself at the flank of the Thunderclanner. At the last moment, she twisted her body, aiming to slide her back across the ground beneath the warrior’s belly through his back and front legs. If she managed to slip beneath the warrior, she’d claw what she could reach and use the leverage to push her way back out the other side.

[Chrysanthemum]

Did Tansywing just hit the blue-eyed tom with a rock, because that's kinda what it felt like. Shadefrost staggered backwards, his mind spinning while he fought to keep a grip on reality. However, it seemed this battle was drawing to nigh to an end. His vision was beginning to blur and with every moment that went by a veil crept ever further over his conscientiousness. This was not how he saw the night going. Not. One. Bit. But in the end it was probably a good thing, seeing as how he would've just ran to fight with the next available cat if he'd won this. Plus, the wake up call was extremely helpful. After going so long without losing to anyone, he needed a reminder that he wasn't some invincible force. Attempting to hold on a few extra moments before drifting off, Shade shuffled in the direction the blow came from. Still trying to get his last licks on Tansywing supposedly. (*Sigh* What pain it is to be this guy's RP'er.) Anyway. Thankfully he never did. Instead his paws gave way under him and he collapsed to the ground, taking deep long breaths.

(Can someone get Shade out of here please?)

(Shade just doesn’t give up does he? xD)

Tansywing let out a sigh of relief when Shadefrost sunk to the ground, unconscious. Her whole body was shaking and her cuts oozed red blood. She was weak and exhausted from the fight, but she was thankful she’d managed to defeat him. From what she’d heard about him, he was a formidable fighter and a strong warrior of ShadowClan. She knew she was a skilled warrior as well, but luck had definitely played a part in his defeat. Looking down at her injuries, Tansywing tried to gauge how hurt she was. Was she down for another fight? She wasn’t sure. Maybe she could take an apprentice in her state but another fully grown warrior, even if they weren’t as skilled as Shadefrost? Not so much. She looked around for Springpaw and Drizzlecloud, hoping they could give her something to help with the pain so she could keep on fighting, but she quickly wished she hadn’t looked for them. They were standing over what looked like a ThunderClan cat, but something was terribly wrong. Her eye- oh stars, her eye- it was gone. A surge of panic shot through Tansywing’s bones. No. No no no. This couldn’t be happening- this shouldn’t- NO.
Flashes of her own injury clouded her mind. She was in a field, a badger standing over her-
FLASH
Horrible, world splitting, star blinding pain dug their way into her every nerve and nestled there as she fell to the ground, face bloodied and twisted by sharp claws-
FLASH
She was in her nest, curled in a trembling ball with only half her sight, completely lost in her own mind-
FLASH
She was back at the battle, staring at the cat ahead of her with one eye missing.

She turned her back on them, trembling. Whatever had happened, they had it under control. She was fine; completely fine. She would fight despite her injuries, ThunderClan would win, and a cat had lost her eye. She was fine.
ares Omari (in case either wants to notice Tansywing’s little melt down ^^)

[beau]

Wolfpaw launched into battle - he was anxious about it in the walk to Sunkissed Creek, but the adrenaline rush induced by the yowls of the cats around him replaced it. He wanted these cats out of his home. He caught sight of Pebs challenging a ShadowClanner, and decided he would do what he could to stay close in case she needed help, but he would give her space to battle on her own.

His gaze swept the area near him, locking on what he was pretty confident was a ShadowClan cat, and darted forward to attempt to land a hit on the cat’s head.

[ open - flexible on how injured wolfie gets, but preferably nothing that would keep him out of commission for more than a week. ]

[Shade.]

Wolfpaw launched into battle - he was anxious about it in the walk to Sunkissed Creek, but the adrenaline rush induced by the yowls of the cats around him replaced it. He wanted these cats out of his home. He caught sight of Pebs challenging a ShadowClanner, and decided he would do what he could to stay close in case she needed help, but he would give her space to battle on her own.

His gaze swept the area near him, locking on what he was pretty confident was a ShadowClan cat, and darted forward to attempt to land a hit on the cat’s head.

[ open - flexible on how injured wolfie gets, but preferably nothing that would keep him out of commission for more than a week. ]

Seedpaw was eager to have her first battle. She knew the conflict was nothing more than pointless violence, of course. Borders change, clans and groups form and disband. But pointless violence was how you progressed here. Also, it was fun.

She did not have to strike first. A ThunderClanner darted at her and attempted to hit her, but Seedpaw just moved out of the way casually.

"Hi, what's your name?" she asked, smiling, and proceeded to swipe at his side with her claws.

[Quasar]

Goldenpaw | he/him | nykyrian rolled a 9 - attack hits

Holy crap, it actually worked- okay, he definitely needed to do something for pebs after this was all over, because her moves legit came in handy in battle.

His celebration was short lived, however, as soon after he got up claws were already scoring down his side. Damn, that hurt! Quickly he pulled away, thinking of what to do next. Maybe he should try out what Bumblestar taught him? Not the leg breaking just yet, but the knock-out move. Yeah, that could work.

He darted up to Aspenpaw and quickly shot out a paw, aiming to catch the side of the other apprentices head and slam it into the ground.

[Shade.]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Paw swinging in a wide arc as Roseraven [ @Shade. (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=11816) ] ducked underneath it, Larkfire used the momentum of the movement to propell herself away from the blue-eyed molly's forward lunge. "Good." Was the only thing Larkfire said in response, teeth flashing in a self-satisfied smirk. Blood. She was tired of this dance, she wanted to spill blood, whether her own or Roseraven's.

Larkfire had gotten lucky twice, had avoided her companion's blows. She was unsure if Roseraven would miss a third time, or if karma would catch up to Lark and she'd be in for it.

As she whirled past her opponent in a flurry of grey fur, Larkfire attempted to rake her claws across Roseraven's flank or underbelly. She'd readied herself to strike again, too, but her attention was sufficiently pulled elsewhere as she noticed one of her own Clanmates - Shadefrost [ @Levi 99 (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=13698) ] - collapse to the floor with an opposing-Clan warrior [ @Chrysanthemum (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18928) ] looming over him. A snarl built in Larkfire's throat, and with one glance at Roseraven, the youngest enforcer rather decided that she'd face two ThunderClanners than to let one kill Shadefrost.

Worse yet, Larkfire could make out the familiar stocky shape of her- of Mousepaw [ @Alchemist Kitsune (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16850) ]. Decision made with his presence there, Larkfire turned away from Roseraven and made a break for the cluster of cats, throwing herself as a barrier between her Clanmates and the ThunderClanner. "You'd best think twice about trying to hurt either one of them." Larkfire snarled to Tansywing, eyes alert to see if Roseraven would be following.


Unfortunately for her, roseraven struggled with dodging that attack. Blood splattered out from her flank and she hissed in pain, recoiling. Her opponent was now distracted, however, with some petty personal thing, and she took the opportunity. She lunged towards the warrior's tail, attempting to bite it and crunch with her jaws as hard as she could.

[Shade.]

Sunleap just managed to dodge the attack, the yellow tom attempting to claw her in the leg.

Frigidmist hissed as her leg was torn into. She instinctively kicked back with her legs, trying to kick her opponent in the head.

[Katiethewolfchild]

Frigidmist hissed as her leg was torn into. She instinctively kicked back with her legs, trying to kick her opponent in the head.
Sunleap almost managed to dodge but not quite, the low just grazing Sunleap in the forehead. Quickly recovering, Sunleap attempted to pounce on her, hoping to pin the ShadowClan she-cat.

[Shade.]

Sunleap almost managed to dodge but not quite, the low just grazing Sunleap in the forehead. Quickly recovering, Sunleap attempted to pounce on her, hoping to pin the ShadowClan she-cat.

The young warrior practically spun out of the way of her opponent. She used her momentum to try and bite down into his spine viciously.

[wolfie]

https://i.postimg.cc/02xyjpFB/asterdance-headshot-toyhouse.png
「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿

ೃ⁀➷ ~LeafRabbit~ SuspiciousMindz lio

Triumph raged through Asterdance as they were able to successfully tackle a ShadowClan warrior to the ground. They attempted to dig their claws into the other's shoulders, but something caught their attention. It was clear the moment they became distracted. Their grip loosening as they watched the scene unfold. Their breath hitched in their throat, and suddenly the cat underneath them was no longer important."Gen ...gentledoe?" Asterdance spoke softly, she was bleeding. Heavily, something missing. "O, oh StarClan, " They croaked, sickly weak at the sight. Something core was missing.

Ears pulled back and their heart started to thump a rapid rhythm. "Gentledoe!" They yowled out, taking one swift look at Frostscreech and deciding this battle was no longer in their interest. He was long forgotten by the time they started to move off of him, picking up speed to charge towards the scene. Their body was left open, and if Frostscreech desired, he could go after Asterdance.

Their medicine cats were rushing in, but the attacker still had a wicked smile. It made Asterdance's stomach churn, and maybe in their right mind they would've realized the other had no plans to attack her again. The battle had been won, but the feline was heavily protective. They weaved throughout the battling cats and made a beeline; they would get revenge. An eye for an eye, if able. If ShadowClan wished to take something, Asterdance would pay it back tenfold.

With one last yowl, Asterdance attempted to slam their body against Hawkbite's -- wanting to get him away from their friend as swift as possible.

[poppy]

Dovefluff sprinted into the cove, the scent of her birth clan filling her nose. Feeling sick, she watched as hawkbite, her dear friend, stepped back from Gentledoe, her dear Clanmate, leaving the kind brown warrior mangled. Her chest clenched. Hawkbite. What had he done?

Her wide, lapis eyes locked on her friend in sickened horror at the cat she had trusted and enjoyed talking to so much. He... He was just like the others, wasn't he? He was... Cruel. Just like her former mate.

She had to fight for her new clan against her old clan, but this was something she was prepared to do- gladly. Leaping into battle, the fluffy gray warrior tried to claw the side of the nearest ShadowClanner.

( SuspiciousMindz for mention || OPEN FOR A SHADOWCLANNER)

[Chrysanthemum]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Paw swinging in a wide arc as Roseraven [ @Shade. (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=11816) ] ducked underneath it, Larkfire used the momentum of the movement to propell herself away from the blue-eyed molly's forward lunge. "Good." Was the only thing Larkfire said in response, teeth flashing in a self-satisfied smirk. Blood. She was tired of this dance, she wanted to spill blood, whether her own or Roseraven's.

Larkfire had gotten lucky twice, had avoided her companion's blows. She was unsure if Roseraven would miss a third time, or if karma would catch up to Lark and she'd be in for it.

As she whirled past her opponent in a flurry of grey fur, Larkfire attempted to rake her claws across Roseraven's flank or underbelly. She'd readied herself to strike again, too, but her attention was sufficiently pulled elsewhere as she noticed one of her own Clanmates - Shadefrost [ @Levi 99 (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=13698) ] - collapse to the floor with an opposing-Clan warrior [ @Chrysanthemum (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18928) ] looming over him. A snarl built in Larkfire's throat, and with one glance at Roseraven, the youngest enforcer rather decided that she'd face two ThunderClanners than to let one kill Shadefrost.

Worse yet, Larkfire could make out the familiar stocky shape of her- of Mousepaw [ @Alchemist Kitsune (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16850) ]. Decision made with his presence there, Larkfire turned away from Roseraven and made a break for the cluster of cats, throwing herself as a barrier between her Clanmates and the ThunderClanner. "You'd best think twice about trying to hurt either one of them." Larkfire snarled to Tansywing, eyes alert to see if Roseraven would be following.


Tansywing whirled around, pulled from her spiraling thoughts and back into the battle at paw. Growling , she responded “Well then, you’d better retreat before I do end up hurting them!” She’d already knocked Shadefrost out so at least he was out of commission, but now she had another Shadowclanner to deal with. In her weakened state from the bloody battle she’d just had, she didn’t know if she could hold the cat off. She couldn’t use brute strength; she’d have to trick her somehow. Hissing, Tansywing tried the same trick she’d done to Shadefrost; she aimed one paw high at the Shadowclanner’s face to distract her while sweeping the other downwards towards her paws in an attempt to knock her to the ground.
Rose

[Katiethewolfchild]

The young warrior practically spun out of the way of her opponent. She used her momentum to try and bite down into his spine viciously.
Sunleap barely managed to dodge, attempting to bite her in the side.

[marshy]

marshall FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

Pebblepaw hadn't been thrilled when Bumblestar led them out of camp and towards the ghouls she had provoked nearly six moons ago. Something about invading the territory - Pebs hadn't really heard anything past "Shadowclan" and "Invasion". She was too busy repeating Mudhound's words in her head to work through the fear. She had to be there to protect her family and finally atone for her mistakes.

It wasn't long until the ghoul that gave her the long scar down her flank... and caused goosebumps to break out all over her body. It was her.... Pebs had only seen her in nightmares for so long that seeing her in person once more was....

The urge to run away was almost overwhelming. But Pebblepaw wouldn't abandon her family.

"E-excuse me!" She called, putting on the scariest face ever. "You need to go home now or else I will use my super Pebble Punches! I'm not running away this time, so I would turn tail if I were you." Her claws unsheathed. Please leave...

➵ wildshore ❀⋆˚₊⁻∘･
// ➵

wildshores scan of thunderclans territory was rudely interrupted by some normie apprentice... one that looked slightly familiar? wildshore wasn't sure who this was and why she remembered them slightly, but she didn't really care! they approached, and that was all wildshore needed. she laughed a cold, mean-spirited laugh. one that showed truly how much she looked down upon on the cat in front her. the pristine only reside in shadowclan, clearly this cat hadn't that. "oh my starclan, pebble punches? are you some sort of kit? bestie, this is not the place for you!! of course you wouldn't realize, i hear thunderclan has been the least knowledgeable of the clans for a long while." wildshore said in between laughs. 'this time' definitely signaled that this cat was either a main character, or someone she kne- wait... was THIS that dumbass apprentice she 'fought' at the skirmish?? "wait.. oh. m. gosh! its you! that apprentice that started a border skirmish and then didn't even fight!" wildshore cackled. venom coursed through her veins, she hadn't let it seep into her tongue as of late but.. something about warfare brought it out in her. wasting no further time, she used utilized her above average power and pushed herself forward quickly with her hind legs. her teeth were out, and very ready as she attempted to bite down hard on the side of the opposing apprentices neck.

[lio]

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20474513?1687984377
GENTLEDOE (https://toyhou.se/20474513.gentledoe)
messy-furred brown she-cat with one eye.
she/her

One moment, she was on top of the ShadowClanner, raking her claws across his chest. The next, she was yowling in pain as his claws made contact with her face. It all happened so fast- Gentledoe couldn't even tell what was happening as searing pain flooded her entire body. It was centered around her face, however, but she couldn't focus for long as she was sent flying. The she-cat landed on her side, coughing and breathing heavily. Blood poured from the new wound in her face, and she shakily looked up to where the ShadowClanner was now standing.

Her remaining eye widened in horror as she came to realize the sickening fact of what had happened. He took her eye. There, dangling from his jaws, was her left eye. Her ears began to ring. Her paws tingled. She felt... cold. Shock passed through her, seizing her entire body in its clutches. It felt as though she could hardly breathe. Like she was outside of her body, looking onto the seen as a bystander. Her eye was gone. Ripped out, just like that. A dirty move by a filthy ShadowClanner.

Distantly, she could hear voices around her. Gentledoe could only vaguely make out who everyone was. Sparrowpelt, Drizzlecloud... Asterdance was there too, and they had pounced on the ShadowClanner. She wanted to scream, to cry out that they should stay away from him, that it was too dangerous, but she couldn't move. Words died in her throat like rotten crowfood was lodged within it. Her stomach churned. She felt like she was going to be sick, but she tried her best to keep it down. Suddenly, she felt... tired. Exhaustion pulled at her body and she could hardly fight to keep herself awake.

Drizzlecloud was speaking to her. She sluggishly turned to the she-cat, her mind foggy. Words, words... oh, those were... poppy seeds. Cinderpaw had her collect those before, right? She couldn't remember. She was so, so sleepy. Gentledoe opened her mouth, licking up the poppy seeds. There. She had done it. Blood still poured from the gaping wound in her face, red soaking into brown fur and plastering it to her flesh. Gentledoe looked down, staring at the blood pooling beneath her. Staring, staring, though her vision blurred in the only eye she could see out of. It wasn't right. She was supposed to have two eyes. Oh dear, oh dear...

Dark spots started clouding her vision, growing in size steady until she lost consciousness, her eye closing and her head falling forward limply.

[ SuspiciousMindz Omari ]

[Rose]

Unfortunately for her, roseraven struggled with dodging that attack. Blood splattered out from her flank and she hissed in pain, recoiling. Her opponent was now distracted, however, with some petty personal thing, and she took the opportunity. She lunged towards the warrior's tail, attempting to bite it and crunch with her jaws as hard as she could.


Tansywing whirled around, pulled from her spiraling thoughts and back into the battle at paw. Growling , she responded “Well then, you’d better retreat before I do end up hurting them!” She’d already knocked Shadefrost out so at least he was out of commission, but now she had another Shadowclanner to deal with. In her weakened state from the bloody battle she’d just had, she didn’t know if she could hold the cat off. She couldn’t use brute strength; she’d have to trick her somehow. Hissing, Tansywing tried the same trick she’d done to Shadefrost; she aimed one paw high at the Shadowclanner’s face to distract her while sweeping the other downwards towards her paws in an attempt to knock her to the ground.
@Rose (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17093)

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Turned out, Shadefrost really was unconcious, and she didn't have time to stop and wake him, not with the ThunderClanner in front of her. Despite being bloodied and nearly on the verge of collapse, Tansywing seemed to still want to put up a fight - and Larkfire would gladly give. She herself only had one or two scratches, from Turtlesun, on her flank. Roseraven hadn't inflicted any damage in the brief time they'd spent facing off.

Sparing a single glance over her shoulder, Larkfire barked out a couple words to the stocky apprentice at Shadefrost's side; "Mousepaw, try to wake him up and get him out of here. If he doesn't get up, drag him." With that, Larkfire whirled back to Tansywing, adopting a defensive stance. It wouldn't be too hard to serve as a wall between the ThunderClanner and the Clanmates behind her.

It was just in time, too, as one of Tansywing's paws aimed high and the other low. Larkfire ducked past the first blow, and then spun away from the second a moment before claws grazed at her forearms. But she didn't mind the cuts - she only grinned in response, the expression sadistic - because they weren't deep at all and didn't hurt. However, in the midst of her whirl Larkfire's tail swung out behind her, and the unmistakable feeling of canines digging into it made the lithe grey feline yowl with pain.

Blood trickled from the newfound bite, but all Larkfire was focused on was freeing her tail. In one motion, hoping to get her tail loose, Lark turned on Roseraven and lunged forward, claws aiming to slash across the former medicine cat's throat. If it hit, the wound could range anywhere between fatal to average to non-fatal. However, the youngest enforcer didn't dare turn her back on Tansywing, lest the other ThunderClanner try something. She needed to keep them both distracted to give Mousepaw time to escape with Shadefrost. The former would be better off with no wounds and the latter was probably on the verge of bleeding to death if no one helped him.

[ Levi 99 - Shadefrost Mention / Alchemist Kitsune - Mousepaw Mention ]

[Chrysanthemum]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Turned out, Shadefrost really was unconcious, and she didn't have time to stop and wake him, not with the ThunderClanner in front of her. Despite being bloodied and nearly on the verge of collapse, Tansywing seemed to still want to put up a fight - and Larkfire would gladly give. She herself only had one or two scratches, from Turtlesun, on her flank. Roseraven hadn't inflicted any damage in the brief time they'd spent facing off.

Sparing a single glance over her shoulder, Larkfire barked out a couple words to the stocky apprentice at Shadefrost's side; "Mousepaw, try to wake him up and get him out of here. If he doesn't get up, drag him." With that, Larkfire whirled back to Tansywing, adopting a defensive stance. It wouldn't be too hard to serve as a wall between the ThunderClanner and the Clanmates behind her.

It was just in time, too, as one of Tansywing's paws aimed high and the other low. Larkfire ducked past the first blow, and then spun away from the second a moment before claws grazed at her forearms. But she didn't mind the cuts - she only grinned in response, the expression sadistic - because they weren't deep at all and didn't hurt. However, in the midst of her whirl Larkfire's tail swung out behind her, and the unmistakable feeling of canines digging into it made the lithe grey feline yowl with pain.

Blood trickled from the newfound bite, but all Larkfire was focused on was freeing her tail. In one motion, hoping to get her tail loose, Lark turned on Roseraven and lunged forward, claws aiming to slash across the former medicine cat's throat. If it hit, the wound could range anywhere between fatal to average to non-fatal. However, the youngest enforcer didn't dare turn her back on Tansywing, lest the other ThunderClanner try something. She needed to keep them both distracted to give Mousepaw time to escape with Shadefrost. The former would be better off with no wounds and the latter was probably on the verge of bleeding to death if no one helped him.

[ Levi 99 - Shadefrost Mention / Alchemist Kitsune - Mousepaw Mention ]


Tansywing couldn’t care less about Shadefrost. What did this shadowclanner think she would do? Kill him while he was unconscious? She wasn’t cruel.
She growled in annoyance as the cat in front of her swerved away, dodging both of her paws. She wasn’t as fast as she would like in her weakened state, but there was nothing she could do about it. Her only chance to beat this cat was with Roseraven, who had just latched onto the she-cat’s taile and was refusing to let go. Tansywing had planned to use this moment to rest for a second and regain what little strength she had, but Larkfire had whirled on Roseraven, unsheathed claws lashing out at her exposed throat.
“No!”
Tansywing lunged forward as fast as she could, praying to Starclan she was fast enough to stop Larkfire from killing her clanmate. She pushed off of the ground with her hind paws and sprang at Larkfire, not caring how she landed just so long as she’d knocked her to the ground and saved Roseraven from her slashing claws.
Rose
Shade.

[Levi 99]

Rose Alchemist Kitsune (It's kinda sweet that two cats that absolutely hate Shade are helping him)

[Zei]

, valery.

Salamander clamped down, sinking his teeth in... he did not plan on letting go any time soon. This Cat, whoever they are, they sure aren't that strong, but he supposed since he had the gift of being beefed up, this wasn't really a fair fight now was it?

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Sparrowpelt (https://suszone.weebly.com/sparrowpelt.html)]

-----

The large tom's eyes didn't leave Hawkbite until Asterdance came flying out of nowhere. Good. Now the ShadowClanner was occupied, he could focus to the issue at hand.

Sparrowpelt turned to see the horror that lay in Springpaw's eyes. Pity filled his own when it dawned on him, she'd probably never seen anything like this. . . or this much blood to be realistic. With slow movements, not to spook her, Sparrowpelt gently wrapped his fluffy tail around the young apprentice's shoulders, moving his body in front of her and Gentledoe. His fluff would shield her if she wanted to turn her head to look at him. "Just breathe," He spoke softly through all the chaos.

His gaze shifted from the young cat to Drizzlecloud. "Tell me when or how I can help. I can carry Gentledoe back if you need me to," Sparrowpelt's tone shifted completely, a much more stern and loud voice leaving his body. They needed to tend to the warrior at hand, although he'd be there for Springpaw however she needed. They just needed to tell him what they needed.

As the warrior stood there, looking between both the medicine cats, he secretly hoped his presence was enough to steer any other ShadowClanner away from the two. He wouldn't let anyone lay a paw on them.

ares -- Springpaw | Omari -- Drizzlecloud | lio -- Gentledoe

[SuspiciousMindz]

https://i.postimg.cc/02xyjpFB/asterdance-headshot-toyhouse.png
「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿

ೃ⁀➷ ~LeafRabbit~ SuspiciousMindz lio

Triumph raged through Asterdance as they were able to successfully tackle a ShadowClan warrior to the ground. They attempted to dig their claws into the other's shoulders, but something caught their attention. It was clear the moment they became distracted. Their grip loosening as they watched the scene unfold. Their breath hitched in their throat, and suddenly the cat underneath them was no longer important."Gen ...gentledoe?" Asterdance spoke softly, she was bleeding. Heavily, something missing. "O, oh StarClan, " They croaked, sickly weak at the sight. Something core was missing.

Ears pulled back and their heart started to thump a rapid rhythm. "Gentledoe!" They yowled out, taking one swift look at Frostscreech and deciding this battle was no longer in their interest. He was long forgotten by the time they started to move off of him, picking up speed to charge towards the scene. Their body was left open, and if Frostscreech desired, he could go after Asterdance.

Their medicine cats were rushing in, but the attacker still had a wicked smile. It made Asterdance's stomach churn, and maybe in their right mind they would've realized the other had no plans to attack her again. The battle had been won, but the feline was heavily protective. They weaved throughout the battling cats and made a beeline; they would get revenge. An eye for an eye, if able. If ShadowClan wished to take something, Asterdance would pay it back tenfold.

With one last yowl, Asterdance attempted to slam their body against Hawkbite's -- wanting to get him away from their friend as swift as possible.



[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

-----

Just when the warrior was about to back off, beholding the presence of Sparrowpelt, Drizzlecloud, and Springpaw, he felt his weight shift from his paws. The breath was knocked from his body and his jaws parted enough that the eye he was holding hit the ground nearby. He'd have to go back for that now! He noted something though. . . Gentledoe. That must be who that warrior was. He'd relish on that later, for now, he needed to defend himself.

Before he knew it, Hawkbite had hit the ground and rolled, dirt and moss now dirtying his already messy pelt. A snarl found its way to his face as he turned his head to looked at his attacker. He'd wasn't familiar with them, so now, he didn't care what happened. He twisted and jumped up to his paws, his fur bristling and his claws digging deep into the damp ground. He was panting, trying to catch his breath after a hit like that. While he pretended it didn't hurt, his lungs ached for air.

As he silently composed himself, he stared Asterdance down and awaited their next move.

[alkaline]

Ow. Like that actually hurt. Wow. Alderstep decided he disliked getting bitten more than he disliked the rain. Like, the rain was all-encompassing and bogged him down and was generally such a huge inconvenience that he'd rather do without, even if he liked the sound of it. But this pain was such an odd sensation, plus it, yknow, hurt, so he decided this was worse.

That aside, it was time to do something about this fight. Alderstep moved his hind legs under the cat that pinned him, kicking up. Either he'd end up scratching this guy's stomach or he'd shove him off. Hopefully. Honestly, how was this guy not choking on his fur? Alderstep would never bite another cat, just because he'd hate to get a mouthful of hairball. At the same time, Alderstep was doing his very best to work himself out of the jaws that caused him such pain, though honestly just trying to move hurt. Oh well. Such was life.

Rogueheart salamander not knowing who alder is lowkey funny

[alkaline]

Oh stars, StarClan had answered Sagepaw's prayers (doubtful) and given him his friend for comfort. He sighed in immense relief, grinning as Lilypaw brushed up against him. He didn't know why he was smiling. Nerves, perhaps? Yeah, probably. "Lilyloser!" He yelped, and yeah, he was definitely nervous. He glanced about at all the fighting cats, felt nauseated, and chose to focus on his friend instead.

The apprentice awkwardly laughed alongside Lilypaw, though he was truly listening to her heartwarming words. Aw. It was nice to know someone had his back. He wasn't so stupid that he was blind to how everyone in the clan seemed to be at each other's throats half the time. Nice to know he found someone nice. "Yeah, of course we're together in this!" Sagepaw exclaimed, bumping her head with his nose for reassurance. "I think I'd, like, break down crying in a corner if you weren't here, Lilypaw." Not that that hadn't already happened, but hey, a cat's gotta keep his dignity.

"Sooo..." Sagepaw said, trying to avoid the fear in Lilypaw's eyes. It scared him a little to see his headstrong friend like that. "How do we..." he trailed off uncertainly. "Beat someone up? Do we like, say 'yo, this is our gross creek now, get outta here,' and then smack them? Is that too dramatic? But isn't this whole battle meant to be drama? Are we supposed to talk? Stars, I think I'm rambling. Yeah, I totally am. Sorry." Sagepaw broke off with a wavering smile, too nervous to really afford much more than that.

But truly, Sagepaw had no clue what he was doing here. Sparring with someone for training was vastly different from just fighting someone for territory. Shy wasn't a good word to describe his feelings at all, but in some odd way, it almost worked. (so did nervous, but the word was vague. and perhaps overused.)

Cheesy da Cheese Loveless.Fawn

[dino.]

It's been way too long, honestly, she'd take this brawl as a win in itself. Dawnstar winced as she felt claws scratch down old scars on her stomach. It wasn't deep, but her stomach was quite a vulnerable place. The scars there were more touchy than any of her others. Instinct and seasons of battle experience demanded she keeps claws away from her belly, but her pent-up battle lust overrode such dull instincts. It wasn't going to kill her, she could take the pain.

However, the claws coming towards her face were a bit of a problem. She turned her head to the side just slightly, feeling the claws tear through her facial scars. The scars there weren't as sensitive as her belly, but being torn open anew still sent a jolt of agony through her nerves. As much as she'd like to see how Bumblestar got out of this, Dawnstar wasn't willing to risk her eyesight for it. So she stopped churning her hind claws against the she-cat's belly and instead coiled her hind legs in again and aimed an explosive kick at Bumblestar's stomach while unwrapping her front paw from around the smaller molly's neck.

The kick should hopefully wind the younger cat while at the same time fling her far away enough for Dawnstar to twist herself back onto her paws and stand and face the other leader.


Her claws met their mark, and Bumblestar had a brief sense of relief as Dawnstar released her neck before paws slammed into her underbelly and propelled her through the air. She hurtled backwards before hitting the ground with a harsh WHUMP! and skidding a few tail-lengths, and finally landing with her back half drenched by the creek.

The blow had driven all the breath from her lungs, and she spent a few precious seconds to wheeze it back in with a few sputtering coughs. Stars and the moon and everything in between, that hurt like hell. She was down long enough to give Dawnstar enough time to stand again.

Sides heaving, Bumblestar, still out of breath, managed to stagger back to her own paws. A little unsteady, a little off-balance, but still standing, still there, still able to fight. Dawnstar thought she could bring her Clan, raid Bumblestar's territory, and get away with it? She was dead wrong.

Blood from the injuries scored along her stomach dripped into the creek beneath her, forming dark blossoms of scarlet beneath the water's surface. Despite the pain, she managed a grin and a shaky laugh. Stars above, she loved this rush. "That all you got?"

[Zei]

Ow. Like that actually hurt. Wow. Alderstep decided he disliked getting bitten more than he disliked the rain. Like, the rain was all-encompassing and bogged him down and was generally such a huge inconvenience that he'd rather do without, even if he liked the sound of it. But this pain was such an odd sensation, plus it, yknow, hurt, so he decided this was worse.

That aside, it was time to do something about this fight. Alderstep moved his hind legs under the cat that pinned him, kicking up. Either he'd end up scratching this guy's stomach or he'd shove him off. Hopefully. Honestly, how was this guy not choking on his fur? Alderstep would never bite another cat, just because he'd hate to get a mouthful of hairball. At the same time, Alderstep was doing his very best to work himself out of the jaws that caused him such pain, though honestly just trying to move hurt. Oh well. Such was life.

Rogueheart salamander not knowing who alder is lowkey funny

(Salamander don't get out much XD )


"OWWW!!!" He Growled Snapping his head up, releasing the other cats fur... Salamanderskull leapt backwards before he got kicked again. how dare they! How dare they do that to him!! He Snarled at the thunderclanner "I'm Salamanderskull of Shadowclan, and i Promise you your going to regret that!!" He Hissed rearing upwards, preparing to slam his forepaws down hard...

[alkaline]

(Salamander don't get out much XD )


"OWWW!!!" He Growled Snapping his head up, releasing the other cats fur... Salamanderskull leapt backwards before he got kicked again. how dare they! How dare they do that to him!! He Snarled at the thunderclanner "I'm Salamanderskull of Shadowclan, and i Promise you your going to regret that!!" He Hissed rearing upwards, preparing to slam his forepaws down hard...
Alderstep would snicker if he weren't in the middle of a fight and in pain. Being released hurt, almost as much as it did to get chomped on, but it was a win nonetheless. And then this guy started dramatically announcing his name. Did cats do that normally? Oh well. Alderstep chose to go with the flow. Besides, with his (somewhat) blood loss, it's not like he was gonna keep his super cool edgy guy front up. "And I'm the deputy, so get off my territory!" he snarled back. Also, how'd this guy not know that? Maybe he lived under a rock, just like the salamanders he was named after. "Eat dung!" Alderstep hissed, breaking off into a low growl as his opponent slammed into him. It knocked the wind out of his lungs, and Alderstep wheezed at impact. Great cats. This was awful. He brought up his front paws to claw at Salamanderloser's forelegs, hoping to scratch them up so this guy could stop pinning him, or at least rethink it. But also just to get this guy away from him for a moment. Alderstep just wanted to stand up, was that too much to ask? Probably.

[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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A quiet, barely noticeable muffled yelp escaped Springpaw’s throat, eyes shooting wide open as oceanic hues landed directly at Sparrowpelt, her tensed muscles slowly loosening as her claws slowly sheathed themselves. She made sure the adjust the grip her jaws had o on the small bundle of herbs that she held delicately in her mouth, a small rush of embarrassment flowing through her, but she didn’t let that last long. It was indeed true that the young apprentice hadn’t witnessed such… gruesome wounds. The horrifying sight of her face having a torn eye socket just felt so… wrong. With a deep, shaking breath, she glanced back up at the tom and gave him a short, quick nod. It was the most that the calico could muster, after all. The sheer witnessing of someone’s body being so mangled up and almost destroyed entirely made her stomach toss and churn. A part of her felt bad for her mentor with having to deal with such a clinical patient, but it wasn’t like Springpaw could do much. She was awaiting for her own mentor’s order to help when needed, no matter how much it horrified the molly.

Out of the corner of her eye, Springpaw could’ve swore that she saw one of her clan-mates having a mental breakdown. Not good. Springpaw almost shifted herself entirely to go over towards her clan-mate, but was quick to squint her eyes to see that it was Tansywing, a warrior who Springpaw was not very familiar with but knew her briefly. Shifting the bundle of herbs, she tried her hardest to muster out the complex words of what she needed to say. “T… T-Tansywing she-“ her voice caught in her throat, the calico quickly shoved in a breath before continuing, “she needs my help. She’s have a breakdown. Let me go over to her, Drizzlecloud is currently busy at the moment.” her voice shook as it tried to waver in as much confidence as she could. Her body was still shaken up from the horrific sight that her eyes were forced to lay upon, but she had to at least try to console a clan-mate during such a stressful time. Oh great stars above she hoped she was doing the right thing.

However, it had seemed that her assistance wasn’t much needed as the warrior seemed quick to jump back to her paws. A small frown grew among the shaken apprentice’s maw, shaking her head slightly. “Or… not.” she mumbled softly, her voice quiet as her ears quickly pinned themselves against her head. How much more wrongly could this dreadful day become? First a both unexpected and unnecessary battle, a very clinical patient, and now her assistance not being needed? Well, the last part felt like a bit of a reliever, but it still brought a pang to her chest. Slowly, Springpaw’s head turned to face the direction of Sparrowpelt, her eyes occasionally trying to glance over him to look at the mangled body of Gentledoe, a silent jolt rising in her stomach every time she glanced in the warrior’s direction. She didn’t deserve this at all. No one deserved to be harmed that badly, even if they were a good cat or a bad cat, they still don’t deserve it.

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SuspiciousMindz Omari lio Chrysanthemum [for her brief noticing of the melt down!]

[Poprock]

marshall (HONED SKILL PURRK IS USED BOZO PEBS IS SUCKER PUNCHING WILD AND YOU CANT DODGE TAKE THIS MASSIVE L)
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She wasn't a kit! How RUDE! The tuxedo resisted the urge to stomp her paws at the insult, instead choosing to scrunch up her nose in disgust She'd grown so much since their last meeting. She'd learned to control her super cool powers, how to overcome her fears, and how to build a family that wouldn't leave her. Pebblepaw wasn't a kit anymore, and it was time to show Wildshore what she'd learned.

Shame struck Pebblepaw like a bolt of lightning; her scar burning on her side like it was fresh and bloody again. It did nothing to hold the apprentice back as she raced forward though. Pebs knew this warrior wouldn't allow her to get away alive again. The apprentice needed to be fast. It was close, but she managed to dash just out of Wild's reach. (Though a few stray black hairs were no doubt caught in her fangs). Phew! That was close! I gotta get this stupid head out of here or else me and my family are toast! Time to pull out the big guns.

"Alright you dunce, you asked for it! Here comes my
SUPER. PEBBLE. PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!"

Whipping around on her paws - Pebblepaw charged toward her enemy, leapt up and absolutely socked Wildshore in the face. She felt pure adrenaline surging through her veins as her white paw connected with the warrior's stinky face - strong enough to hurt but not enough to kill. Pebblepaw would never use her Super Pebble Punch at full strength of course. She wasn't crazy!

Landing slightly awkwardly after her insane punch, Pebs was turned around and faced the Shadowclan cat with a shaky smile. "Ok, now will you please leave?"

[Ian]

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The sudden approach of a ThunderClanner had Starlingpaw's head whipping around to face their opponent. Dropping into a quick roll, Starlingpaw managed to avoid most of Hazelpaw's blow, except for a minute scratch that landed on her flank. Hissing softly, but grateful that they'd not been hurt too much, the lanky feline performed a move of their own; lunging forward to bring their paw up in the air and then bring it back down hopefully on Hazelpaw's forehead.


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Hazelpaw
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The Siamese hissed in annoyance as Starlingpaw whipped around. How the hell had the apprentice noticed her approaching through all the battling cats? She was already whipping around the second she missed, though she still got caught on the head by Starlingpaw's blow.

"Get off our territroy, toad!" Hazelpaw snarled, powering through the blow as she lunged, aiming to tackle the ShadowClanner onto the ground.

[Shade.]

Sunleap barely managed to dodge, attempting to bite her in the side.

The spiky warrior dodged the bite quickly, turning around to face her opponent and re-gainibg some balance. She launched herself forward, teeth claws aiming for his chest.

[MockingRabbit]

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「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿
ೃ⁀➷ @~LeafRabbit~ (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523) @SuspiciousMindz (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16) @lio (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=3551)

Triumph raged through Asterdance as they were able to successfully tackle a ShadowClan warrior to the ground. They attempted to dig their claws into the other's shoulders, but something caught their attention. It was clear the moment they became distracted. Their grip loosening as they watched the scene unfold. Their breath hitched in their throat, and suddenly the cat underneath them was no longer important."Gen ...gentledoe?" Asterdance spoke softly, she was bleeding. Heavily, something missing. "O, oh StarClan, " They croaked, sickly weak at the sight. Something core was missing.

Ears pulled back and their heart started to thump a rapid rhythm. "Gentledoe!" They yowled out, taking one swift look at Frostscreech and deciding this battle was no longer in their interest. He was long forgotten by the time they started to move off of him, picking up speed to charge towards the scene. Their body was left open, and if Frostscreech desired, he could go after Asterdance.

Their medicine cats were rushing in, but the attacker still had a wicked smile. It made Asterdance's stomach churn, and maybe in their right mind they would've realized the other had no plans to attack her again. The battle had been won, but the feline was heavily protective. They weaved throughout the battling cats and made a beeline; they would get revenge. An eye for an eye, if able. If ShadowClan wished to take something, Asterdance would pay it back tenfold.

With one last yowl, Asterdance attempted to slam their body against Hawkbite's -- wanting to get him away from their friend as swift as possible.

Ah great. The ThunderClanner was still on top. Froststorm bared his teeth at them and prepared to surge up. He felt their clawtips digging into his skin, then his opponent stopped, distracted by something else. He hesitated for half a moment to figure out what was happening, then the warrior was off him and running to fight another warrior. Froststorm considered giving chase, but thought better of it and turned to fight a different warrior.
{Open}

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Mousepaw |

Even as Mousepaw lunged for his mentor's unconscious form he realized he wasn't alone. His Auntie Larky was already on the move, ready to cover for him despite... despite her being engaged in a fight with another cat already! Panic began to burrow it's way through him, from the tip of his nose to his tail, threatening to freeze him in place before that obnoxious, commanding voice boomed through his mind once more, shaking him into action. You must be smarter, Mousekit. You have to- to think...

He wasn't a Mousekit anymore, but as much as he hated to admit it, Shadowfur was right. Again. He couldn't just stand there and hope everything would be alright. He had to think! He couldn't allow fear to cloud his judgement. Yet another bit of knowledge he'd gleamed from the short time he'd had with his previous mentor, now that he thought about it.

About to leap into the fight - there was no way he could drag two bodies out of there, and he was not leaving his auntie alone and outnumbered - he was halted, the molly's orders clear as she spared him a glance. The look in her eyes had been unflinching, leaving no room for argument. She was here to do the same thing he had. To get their fallen clanmate to safety. If he failed at that task, he would only be endangering the three of them further. With a snarl, the young tom turned to look at Shadefrost, contempt marring his expression as he raised his paw, claws sheathed as he attempted to strike at his face. It was a similar action to that seen when mischievous kits were trying to wake their mothers up from a nap, but with a sense of urgency, the action lacking any hint of playfulness in it.

"Wake up wake up! Auntie Larky needs us! Wake up!" the stocky apprentice growled as he kept batting at the unconscious tom.

This had to work. He could not leave his Auntie Larky alone. Auntie Larky would not die like mum had. She would not leave him alone like Shadowfur and Hazelkit had. And Shadefrost would not force him to leave her alone. So he had to wake up. Now!

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Rose [Larkfire] | Levi 99 [Shadefrost]

[Zei]

Alderstep would snicker if he weren't in the middle of a fight and in pain. Being released hurt, almost as much as it did to get chomped on, but it was a win nonetheless. And then this guy started dramatically announcing his name. Did cats do that normally? Oh well. Alderstep chose to go with the flow. Besides, with his (somewhat) blood loss, it's not like he was gonna keep his super cool edgy guy front up. "And I'm the deputy, so get off my territory!" he snarled back. Also, how'd this guy not know that? Maybe he lived under a rock, just like the salamanders he was named after. "Eat dung!" Alderstep hissed, breaking off into a low growl as his opponent slammed into him. It knocked the wind out of his lungs, and Alderstep wheezed at impact. Great cats. This was awful. He brought up his front paws to claw at Salamanderloser's forelegs, hoping to scratch them up so this guy could stop pinning him, or at least rethink it. But also just to get this guy away from him for a moment. Alderstep just wanted to stand up, was that too much to ask? Probably.

Salamanderskull just laughed "deputy huh? so your the one that loser chose to lead by her side! " He smirked "not impressive at all, but thats thunderclan for you" he snickered under his breath... "i'd hate to break it to you, but This Land Is Going to belong to Shadowclan now" he snarled with mock amusement.

He Showed no sign of caring that his front legs were now bleeding. it did hurt, but he wasn't going to let the Squirrelly know that. Salamanderskull had his pride, and he'd keep it till he died... maybe he was just that self centered, but he didn't quite care how the world saw him.

He Leapt forward with his foreclaws outstretched, hoping to land a nasty blow, before he leapt once more in an attempt to wind his opponent

[Forgetfulshape]

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LilyPaw
ShadowClan
A brown tabby she-cat with green eyes.
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| open, VM FIRST! |
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❀ This was her chance to prove herself… Though scared, she wanted this… shutting her eyes, she promised herself to not kill in this battle, and to prevent as many deaths as possible… The last thing she wanted was to kill somebody… Sighing softly, the mollie scouts around carefully, looking for someone to take down. She had become great at tackling and using her brute strength in battle, this shouldn’t be too hard…!

❀ Just push someone down, claw their sides then let them go… Simple… No body needs to die… This thought scared her even more… What if she accidentally committed a murder? Then her clanmates would view her as HeatherRain…! She really didn’t want that… However, it was too late to back out, and she just needed to fight SOMEONE… LilyPaw looks for SagePaw, for she’d feel less guilty if she was battling with a friend…

❀ This was against everything she stood for…

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(She has minor battle training, However, she has been training herself a lot and is very skilled! Her attacks are strange but eh-)
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Two large cats- a white-furred She-cat and a tortoiseshell tom- saw the two but went away hesitantly. The tom turned around after a few seconds, with a mouse in his mouth.
"Hey there!" He mewed cheerfully. "Would you like this mouse I hunted a few hours ago?" He gently lowered his mouth and placed the freshly-killed mouse in front of him. "I understand if you don't." He had a kind sort of purr in his voice.

The she-cat soon turned around and glared at the tom.
"Grassyclaw, come on." She growled at him.
"In a minute, Snowypelt. I'm offering this cat a mouse." He mewed quietly to the she-cat.

[nykyrian]

♔ Aspenpaw (https://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=59458) ♔

He/Him | Quasar | Roll: 1

His claws landed, scraping the side of the apprentice. Goldenpaw darted away, giving the talon enough time to revel in the damage he caused. It still wasn't enough, he'd need to attack again if he-

Bang.

It felt as if his whole spine reverberated as he hit the ground. He felt a crack come from his mouth, followed by a shooting pain. His tongue felt the area for injury, met with the sharp jagged end of a tooth, and the missing half that attempted to go down his throat. Disgusted, he spat it out, while some rather unpleasant words to call the Thunderclanner came to mind. He rose to his feet, met with a kind of vertigo that almost made him drop to his knees. His vision pulsated, making it difficult to find the calico figure. He never would've guessed that this scrawny apprentice would be able to cause so much damage. He would have to chalk it up to his kidnapping, and the time and skills lost then. Though that wouldn't be true, moons had passed since his return, and he had done a lot to improve since then. So why was this so hard?

He wasn't sure how he was supposed to attack now, his teeth were of no help right now, and he could barely walk in a straight line. But he wouldn't give up easily. He ran towards Goldenpaw, lifting himself off of his front legs with extended claws, aiming towards the boy's face. He'd try to hit as hard as he could, while he could, that was the only thing he could do right now.


#103

[Forgetfulshape]

It had worked. Oh, thank StarClan it had worked. Tansywing, in one slash, cut open the tom’s chest and raked her claws down his body. He collapsed on top of her, but he was too injured to use this to his advantage. He got up and she sprang backwards, panting heavily. This was the hardest fight she’d had in moons, but StarClan knows she needed it. Her face stung and the deep gash on her flank sent bolts of pain through her whenever she breathed. She didn’t care, though. She had won! She had beat the vicious ShadowClanner and- wait… what? Tansywing’s tail fluffed up in surprise as her opponent assumed another battle stance, seemingly at the ready to attack. How was he still up? Why wasn’t he running? She really didn’t want to have to kill a cat if she didn’t have to; as horrible as this cat was, he didn’t deserve to die. At least, not to her knowledge. Tansywing bristled as he smiled at her, cocking his head coyly. Who did this cat think he was?
“On normal circumstances I would never tell an enemy my name, but so you can always remember your defeat by a Thunderclanner, I will tell you mine.”
She narrowed her eyes, hate blazing in their fiery depths. “My name is Tansywing, and I will not hesitate to kill you.” The last part was a bluff; she would kill him if absolutely necessary, but it would certainly involve hesitation and regrets. He didn’t need to know that, though.
“I give you one last chance to turn your stinky, Shadowclan tail around and run back to your measly camp before I kill you. You won’t win in that state.”
(You’re good!)
A small white-furred she-cat watched from the shadows, her pinkish-red eyes narrowed in anger. The large tortoiseshell tom beside her carefully walked out of the shadows with a vole in his mouth. "Hey there! I just saw that battle. You probably need something to eat before any more fighting, so here! Have this vole I caught!" He generously lowered the vole onto the ground and was quite polite in the process.

[Quasar]

Goldenpaw | he/him | nykyrian rolled a 15 - miss

The sound emitted after the other apprentices head hit the ground sent a chill down Goldenpaws spine. That... that didnt sound good. He winced at the shards of tooth Aspenpaw spat out, though thankfully coming back to his senses quick enough to somewhat easy dodge the attack. Should he try the leg-breaking thing now? Was he ready for that? Well, duh, he was ready, but that still felt kinda extreme.

He chose to settle on trying to sweep the other apprentices legs out from under him as he passed by, hoping to disorient him even more. (Stars, he was going soft...)

[Levi 99]

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| Mousepaw |

Even as Mousepaw lunged for his mentor's unconscious form he realized he wasn't alone. His Auntie Larky was already on the move, ready to cover for him despite... despite her being engaged in a fight with another cat already! Panic began to burrow it's way through him, from the tip of his nose to his tail, threatening to freeze him in place before that obnoxious, commanding voice boomed through his mind once more, shaking him into action. You must be smarter, Mousekit. You have to- to think...

He wasn't a Mousekit anymore, but as much as he hated to admit it, Shadowfur was right. Again. He couldn't just stand there and hope everything would be alright. He had to think! He couldn't allow fear to cloud his judgement. Yet another bit of knowledge he'd gleamed from the short time he'd had with his previous mentor, now that he thought about it.

About to leap into the fight - there was no way he could drag two bodies out of there, and he was not leaving his auntie alone and outnumbered - he was halted, the molly's orders clear as she spared him a glance. The look in her eyes had been unflinching, leaving no room for argument. She was here to do the same thing he had. To get their fallen clanmate to safety. If he failed at that task, he would only be endangering the three of them further. With a snarl, the young tom turned to look at Shadefrost, contempt marring his expression as he raised his paw, claws sheathed as he attempted to strike at his face. It was a similar action to that seen when mischievous kits were trying to wake their mothers up from a nap, but with a sense of urgency, the action lacking any hint of playfulness in it.

"Wake up wake up! Auntie Larky needs us! Wake up!" the stocky apprentice growled as he kept batting at the unconscious tom.

This had to work. He could not leave his Auntie Larky alone. Auntie Larky would not die like mum had. She would not leave him alone like Shadowfur and Hazelkit had. And Shadefrost would not force him to leave her alone. So he had to wake up. Now!

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Rose [Larkfire] | Levi 99 [Shadefrost]

Shadefrost's mind was engulfed in a whirlwind of bright and dark hues, as if the colors themselves were dancing and intertwining like creeping vines within the vast, infinite darkness that enveloped him. Images materialized in his consciousness, flickering and morphing like ethereal phantoms. Among them, a figure of a cat, its features concealed by flames, with a pelt as black as the starless night sky. It stared back at the Shadowclan tom with captivating deep blue orbs, that radiated with a mixture of pride, power, and ambition, as if peering into the depths of his soul. This dream had haunted Shadefrost since he was a young kit, and with each passing night, it seemed to grow evermore vivid, evermore tangible, evermore realistic than before. He wanted to stay there for as long as he could, if only to understand what he was seeing better, yet, just as the visions were shifting and changing, something sharp and painful cut through the subjugating haze of sleep clouding his senses. Slowly, he began to blink as a somewhat distorted voice spoke followed by another sharp and painful feeling. He was only able to make out what he thought was someone saying “Auntie Larky”, which was weird in his opinion seeing as how he didn't know anyone by that name. Another sharp pain made him stir. Opening an eye, Shade looked to see what the cause of this annoying disturbance was. As his vision adjusted he realized that it was Rodentpaw? No, no wait, Mousepaw. What was he doing in the warrior's den? Didn't he know that he couldn't just come in here like that? Well it wasn't like the warrior could really blame him, especially when he hadn't taken him out to train yet. Poor guy probably hated him more than he usually did. "Listen kid," said Shadfrost groggily, "can't whatever it is you want wait for an hour or two?" Slowly the warrior lifted his head to get a better look at the apprentice, furrowing his brow when he saw the fear in his eyes. What was wrong with him? He looked around to see if there was another warrior present, however stopped when the realization that they weren't in camp kicked in. Suddenly it all came flooding back to him, albeit in bits and pieces. He remembered following his leader out of the camp, through Shadowclan territory, and into Thunderclans. He also remembered the incredibly difficult battle though not all of it. How had he fallen aslee… nope that came back to him as well. Now angry, Shadefrost quickly and vainly tried to push himself up. Sucking in a sharp breath as pain flared through his shoulder. Why did he keep forgetting about that! "You little traitor," said the tom through gritted teeth, seemingly addressing the shoulder. He looked around again trying to figure out exactly what was happening. Not far away he could see Larkfire scrapping with two Thunderclanners, one of whom he recognized. Oh Auntie Larky was Larkfire, that made sense now. Shade's eyes blazed with fury as a wide grin spread over his maw. Fighting through the pain he pushed himself to his feet and shouted in a loud booming voice, "Tansy, round two right now." In his current state, fighting the molly would most likely be a bad idea. Who am I kidding? It was definitely a bad idea, but all Shade saw was an obstacle that he hadn't yet had a chance to clear. Plus, who knew when the next time he'd be able to challenge Tansywing would be?

Rose Chrysanthemum

[alkaline]

Salamanderskull just laughed "deputy huh? so your the one that loser chose to lead by her side! " He smirked "not impressive at all, but thats thunderclan for you" he snickered under his breath... "i'd hate to break it to you, but This Land Is Going to belong to Shadowclan now" he snarled with mock amusement.

He Showed no sign of caring that his front legs were now bleeding. it did hurt, but he wasn't going to let the Squirrelly know that. Salamanderskull had his pride, and he'd keep it till he died... maybe he was just that self centered, but he didn't quite care how the world saw him.

He Leapt forward with his foreclaws outstretched, hoping to land a nasty blow, before he leapt once more in an attempt to wind his opponent
"'M not a loser," Alderstep mumbled, dazed. Now wasn't the time for an existential crisis, but his mind was pulling him out of focus. He got the feeling this was not good. For starters, he had to live just to spite this guy. And also because he had an apprentice to train, who thankfully had no reason to be here. That was good. Wait, what was he thinking about? Oh, right. He was fighting someone. How'd he forget that?

Whatever, didn't matter because this guy was apparently still beating him up. Alderstep took the first of Salamander's blows with little grace, hissing as pain as it connected and drew blood. And he was still on the ground, too. What a disaster. Fortunately for the deputy, the pain prompted him to get off his ass, so he ducked away from the second blow. Great cats, was he grateful for his flight-or-fight response. Still, Alderstep remained in close proximity to the loser Shadowcat, so he swiped at the guy's back legs in an attempt to topple him. "Go home, fleapelt," Alderstep growled, obviously in denial that he was the losing cat here.

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
Rose Alchemist Kitsune Levi 99 Shade. Chrysanthemum

His green eyes scanned the mass of battling cats. There'd be plenty of clean up to do but he couldn't help feeling Thunderclan was stuck in the disadvantage here. His eyes continuously moved back to Cougarivy and Dogpaw, then he noticed Mousepaw and Seedpaw there as well, his grandson and his daughter. Mousepaw, the similarly shaded apprentice was moving towards Shadefrost as his mentor was struck a blow and felled at the paws of a Thunderclanner. Elmshadow glanced for the supplies he'd brought but quickly ditched the thought as the chaos quickly unfolded. Sunsetthorn's son was running head first into a Thunderclan warrior who was still on her paws. Just as he was getting moving, Larkfire jumped in to act as barrier between the apprentice and the downed warrior but she was tagged still by...Roseraven! Elmshadow pounced quickly, dodging through the other battling cats and stopped briefly at Mousepaw's side as he struggled with Shadefrost. "You're strong. Drag him as far as you can then get some moss soaked in water and press it on his head. Hopefully he can help get himself further from there. Find cobwebs and press them into wherever he's bleeding." Elmshadow knew he was asking a lot of the apprentice who'd had no training in any of the things he was asking, as far as he knew, but he had to trust that Mousepaw could manage. "Don't worry about Larkfire. Go." Before he could turn away, he noticed Shadefrost stirring and then trying to stand and address, he supposed, the Thunderclanner again. Elmshadow growled, turning on the frog-brained warrior, "You'll get out of here and do everything Mousepaw tells you, he's acting for your medicine cat and you'll obey him as such. Get out of here."

Without waiting for a response, Elmshadow turned and leapt. Roseraven was still fresh and Larkfire was an enforcer and he would be needed elsewhere without getting caught up in a lengthy battle so, as much as he would have looked forward to meeting Roseraven in such a way, the dark medicine cat aimed his bulky weight at the battered former opponent of Shadefrost. As the warrior leapt off the ground toward Larkfire and Roseraven, Elmshadow aimed to crash his paws into her flank. If he could catch her off-guard, he'd pin her to the ground with the whole of his weight, claws unsheathed in a silent warning.

[Forgetfulshape]

"'M not a loser," Alderstep mumbled, dazed. Now wasn't the time for an existential crisis, but his mind was pulling him out of focus. He got the feeling this was not good. For starters, he had to live just to spite this guy. And also because he had an apprentice to train, who thankfully had no reason to be here. That was good. Wait, what was he thinking about? Oh, right. He was fighting someone. How'd he forget that?

Whatever, didn't matter because this guy was apparently still beating him up. Alderstep took the first of Salamander's blows with little grace, hissing as pain as it connected and drew blood. And he was still on the ground, too. What a disaster. Fortunately for the deputy, the pain prompted him to get off his ass, so he ducked away from the second blow. Great cats, was he grateful for his flight-or-fight response. Still, Alderstep remained in close proximity to the loser Shadowcat, so he swiped at the guy's back legs in an attempt to topple him. "Go home, fleapelt," Alderstep growled, obviously in denial that he was the losing cat here. A large tortoiseshell tom suddenly ran over in a worry. "Hey! Leave that cat alone!" He hissed. Moments later his mate- a small, white-furred she-cat ran over. "Yeah!" she yowled.

[Levi 99]

**Elmshadow**
Rose Alchemist Kitsune Levi 99 Shade. Chrysanthemum

His green eyes scanned the mass of battling cats. There'd be plenty of clean up to do but he couldn't help feeling Thunderclan was stuck in the disadvantage here. His eyes continuously moved back to Cougarivy and Dogpaw, then he noticed Mousepaw and Seedpaw there as well, his grandson and his daughter. Mousepaw, the similarly shaded apprentice was moving towards Shadefrost as his mentor was struck a blow and felled at the paws of a Thunderclanner. Elmshadow glanced for the supplies he'd brought but quickly ditched the thought as the chaos quickly unfolded. Sunsetthorn's son was running head first into a Thunderclan warrior who was still on her paws. Just as he was getting moving, Larkfire jumped in to act as barrier between the apprentice and the downed warrior but she was tagged still by...Roseraven! Elmshadow pounced quickly, dodging through the other battling cats and stopped briefly at Mousepaw's side as he struggled with Shadefrost. "You're strong. Drag him as far as you can then get some moss soaked in water and press it on his head. Hopefully he can help get himself further from there. Find cobwebs and press them into wherever he's bleeding." Elmshadow knew he was asking a lot of the apprentice who'd had no training in any of the things he was asking, as far as he knew, but he had to trust that Mousepaw could manage. "Don't worry about Larkfire. Go."

Without waiting for a response, Elmshadow turned and leapt. Roseraven was still fresh and Larkfire was an enforcer and he would be needed elsewhere without getting caught up in a lengthy battle so, as much as he would have looked forward to meeting Roseraven in such a way, the dark medicine cat aimed his bulky weight at the battered former opponent of Shadefrost. As the warrior leapt off the ground toward Larkfire and Roseraven, Elmshadow aimed to crash his paws into her flank. If he could catch her off-guard, he'd pin her to the ground with the whole of his weight, claws unsheathed in a silent warning.


A flicker irritation ran through Shadefrost momentarily before he shook it away. Where did this old bat get the idea that he was some frail elder. "I will not." said the warrior cooly "respect you Elmshadow, I truly do. But I'm not going to run away because you told me to. In fact I'd rather bleed out and die before doing that. If you're helping so be it, but Tawnsywing is mine." Then as if the medicine cat didn't just here what he'd said, he lept for Tansywing with the intention of fighting her. What in the dark forest was wrong with this cat. Using both his injured and uninjured leg, Shade dashed forward as fast as he could, growling as pain and anger clouded his mind. A moment after Elmshadow lept for the molly, Shadefrost followed suit. Good thing, he had back legs for that. He was aware that Elmshadow would most likely reach Tawnsywing first, but if by any chance she escaped his claws he wanted to be just a little closer to take the fight back. Shade landed only a fox length away and pretty much how you'd expect an injured cat to land. Not on his feet, but rolling the moment he touched the ground. He quickly recovered from it, however, having grown somewhat accustomed to having to do it whenever he leaped for the Thunderclan warrior. Then whirled to see if he'd get his chance.

[Shade.]

Ravensong
Rose

Toseraven was able to defend her throat, shrinking down, and her opponent's claws grazed her forehead. She was about to strike back, pull Larkfire away with her, when she realized someone was almost fatally wounded and stopped. She wasn't a healer anymore, she knew. But she wasn't a healer either. She recoiled in a defensive position.

[Chrysanthemum]

**Elmshadow**
Rose Alchemist Kitsune Levi 99 Shade. Chrysanthemum

His green eyes scanned the mass of battling cats. There'd be plenty of clean up to do but he couldn't help feeling Thunderclan was stuck in the disadvantage here. His eyes continuously moved back to Cougarivy and Dogpaw, then he noticed Mousepaw and Seedpaw there as well, his grandson and his daughter. Mousepaw, the similarly shaded apprentice was moving towards Shadefrost as his mentor was struck a blow and felled at the paws of a Thunderclanner. Elmshadow glanced for the supplies he'd brought but quickly ditched the thought as the chaos quickly unfolded. Sunsetthorn's son was running head first into a Thunderclan warrior who was still on her paws. Just as he was getting moving, Larkfire jumped in to act as barrier between the apprentice and the downed warrior but she was tagged still by...Roseraven! Elmshadow pounced quickly, dodging through the other battling cats and stopped briefly at Mousepaw's side as he struggled with Shadefrost. "You're strong. Drag him as far as you can then get some moss soaked in water and press it on his head. Hopefully he can help get himself further from there. Find cobwebs and press them into wherever he's bleeding." Elmshadow knew he was asking a lot of the apprentice who'd had no training in any of the things he was asking, as far as he knew, but he had to trust that Mousepaw could manage. "Don't worry about Larkfire. Go." Before he could turn away, he noticed Shadefrost stirring and then trying to stand and address, he supposed, the Thunderclanner again. Elmshadow growled, turning on the frog-brained warrior, "You'll get out of here and do everything Mousepaw tells you, he's acting for your medicine cat and you'll obey him as such. Get out of here."

Without waiting for a response, Elmshadow turned and leapt. Roseraven was still fresh and Larkfire was an enforcer and he would be needed elsewhere without getting caught up in a lengthy battle so, as much as he would have looked forward to meeting Roseraven in such a way, the dark medicine cat aimed his bulky weight at the battered former opponent of Shadefrost. As the warrior leapt off the ground toward Larkfire and Roseraven, Elmshadow aimed to crash his paws into her flank. If he could catch her off-guard, he'd pin her to the ground with the whole of his weight, claws unsheathed in a silent warning.

Oh no. How is he awake already?
For a moment. Tansywing was distracted from her attack on Larkfire at the sound of Shadefrost’s voice. He was still down for a fight? Before she could dwell on this for too long, she let out a yelp of surprise as a weight crashed into her, sending her flying into the ground with a THUD. She wheezed, her breath knocked out of her as she rolled on the ground; another cat on top of her. So much was happening- she was still weak from her fight with Shadefrost, and she was shaken badly from seeing Gentledoe’s eye be torn out. She didn’t think she could fight this new cat. She struggled underneath him, and, looking up, realized who he was. What was the Shadowclan medicine cat doing attacking her? Whatever. It didn’t really matter whose claws they were anyways. This was just another Shadowclan foxheart. She hissed in pain as claws dug into her, pinning her to the ground. Her flank exploded in a wave of agony as she twisted to try and free herself, but he was too heavy. She did the only thing she could think of; she went limp and hissed at him. “I don’t want to hurt a medicine cat, but if you don’t get off me I won’t hesitate to do so!” If she fooled him into thinking he’d defeated her, she’d explode upwards and try to throw him off.
Levi 99 Rose Alchemist Kitsune Shade.

[Levi 99]

Shade walked forward, eyes fixed on the Thunderclann molly. "Elmshadow!" he said, all the hate and loathing that he could muster dripping from his voice like poison, "I told you, she's mine to kill. Let her up now or you and I are going to have a major problem when we get back to camp. Ravensong Chrysanthemum

[Forgetfulshape]

Two kittypets- wearing their grey collars that read Yin and Yang- ran over to investigate the battle.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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It took some effort, but Shadefrost had woken up... and was instantly up and ready to fight. The ThunderClanner must have hit his mentor harder than Starry had hit him during practice, because that was one of the most feather-brained things Mousepaw had ever heard. It was clear the dark furred warrior was bleeding and hurt, not to mention had just been knocked unconscious before. But of course, he would have misinterpreted the apprentice's words as a way to go back into the fray and seek out glory in the battlefield. He just wanted him gone. To drag him to Elmshadow so he could go help his auntie. Was that so much to ask for?

A cold, familiar voice spoke to him, and Mousepaw almost flinched in anger. Oh good. It seemed if one thought of the tom enough, he just magically appeared. No wait... if that had been the case, then he would have most certainly been a more present figure in his daughter's life, because Sunsetthorn certainly thought of him. Constantly. She didn't have to say it for the young apprentice to know.

Stuck between the two cats he could not stand most within the clan, Mousepaw swallowed, calming himself. Now was not the time to let his temper get the better of him. They were mid battle, and like it or not, his grandfather was a high rank. The medicine cat. Just because he couldn't save his mother, that didn't mean he couldn't help his auntie.

Besides, Mousepaw was a loyal cat. He had a code of honor, unlike Shadefrost, who seemed to be driven only by the desire to kill. He obeyed rules, and he obeyed those in higher positions, no matter how much he disliked them. His mum had taught him as much. Unfortunately for the gray furred tom, it seemed as if his mentor did not share any of his sentiments, instantly disregarding anything the medicine cat had said, going as far as to threaten Elmshadow over what? Protecting him?

A snarl of open hatred appearing on Mousepaw's maw, he turned an incredulous look at the black pelted warrior, verdant eyes narrowed with suspicion. His words were sounding awfully traitorous right about now, unless he was truly so self centered he believed his one fight and potential killing of this warrior was his right and his right alone, disregarding the safety of anyone around him. And to think that his auntie and he had jumped into the fray to protect him, knowing full well he would never have done the same for either of them. Not unless there was glory and blood to be had. What burned his ears even more was the knowledge that he would do it again. He would leap into the fray to save him again if he had to. Because that was what a true clan cat did. They put others before them... not whatever it was Shadefrost was trying to do.

"Do you have moss in your brain? What are you doing? Threatening a cat trying to save your sorry tail in the middle of battle? Don't be so reckless. Let's tend your wounds. You can go and die on your own terms after we are done," the apprentice snapped, having no patience for the traitorous tom. Without another word, he turned, intent on finding the items the medicine cat had demanded from him. It was a creek, and finding moss was his specialty... how else would he remain true to his Mossy moniker?

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Ravensong [Elmshadow] | Levi 99 [Shadowfur]
| He's turning to leave, but hasn't left fully, so feel free to answer or ignore him as would be best fitting for your charries. :heartbounce: |

[Undertaker]

Her claws met their mark, and Bumblestar had a brief sense of relief as Dawnstar released her neck before paws slammed into her underbelly and propelled her through the air. She hurtled backwards before hitting the ground with a harsh WHUMP! and skidding a few tail-lengths, and finally landing with her back half drenched by the creek.

The blow had driven all the breath from her lungs, and she spent a few precious seconds to wheeze it back in with a few sputtering coughs. Stars and the moon and everything in between, that hurt like hell. She was down long enough to give Dawnstar enough time to stand again.

Sides heaving, Bumblestar, still out of breath, managed to stagger back to her own paws. A little unsteady, a little off-balance, but still standing, still there, still able to fight. Dawnstar thought she could bring her Clan, raid Bumblestar's territory, and get away with it? She was dead wrong.

Blood from the injuries scored along her stomach dripped into the creek beneath her, forming dark blossoms of scarlet beneath the water's surface. Despite the pain, she managed a grin and a shaky laugh. Stars above, she loved this rush. "That all you got?"


Sadly, she didn't have the pleasure of seeing the other leader go flying. She had to turn her head as she got back on her paws and flinched as she set down her front paw on the wet ground. The puncture wound in her shoulder was bleeding, but slowly stemming itself until she moved it again. There wasn't a great deal of blood, but enough to make her assume she'd have another scar to show for this. It'll match the puncture scar she got on her other shoulder from the Brave birdy. Her ears pricked as she heard Bumblestar coughing, usually, she'd take the time to follow up with an attack while the other cat was winded, yet she wasn't trying to win.

This was honestly just exhilarating and fun, the pain, the blood, the screeching of cats in the midst of battle. It was music to her ears. It was rare that Dawnstar tried to take something for herself, but this once she wasn't thinking about ShadowClan or bringing glory, or seeking out revenge. Right now, at this moment, it was for her. She missed this, ShadowClan piled on duty after duty, dealing with traitor after traitor, loss after loss, problem after problem. So she was going to take this one selfish thing for herself, she deserved it!

Dawnstar's amber orbs glanced at the scratches down her belly, barely bleeding but still very sore and sensitive. All in all, nothing too bad. She'd most likely be stuck walking with a mild limp until her shoulder fully healed. The bigger feline lifted her head as Bumblestar righted herself and immediately threw out a taunt, grinning all the while. It was almost a pity that they were on opposing sides, Dawnstar could almost see herself accepting the grinning fiend. But that'd be boring, she was really hoping that Bumblestar stayed around for some time, and her aggression never faded.

"You wish." The leader smirked. With her powerful back legs, Dawnstar propelled herself at her opponent, one forepaw outstretched, low, aiming to knock Bumblestar's front legs out from underneath her in one swift smooth motion, if the she-cat fell she'd immediately be pinned by the larger feline.

[Rose]

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Hazelpaw
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The Siamese hissed in annoyance as Starlingpaw whipped around. How the hell had the apprentice noticed her approaching through all the battling cats? She was already whipping around the second she missed, though she still got caught on the head by Starlingpaw's blow.

"Get off our territroy, toad!" Hazelpaw snarled, powering through the blow as she lunged, aiming to tackle the ShadowClanner onto the ground.


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Mind whirling for battle moves to perform as Starlingpaw brought to mind their fighting training, the lanky feline was quite satisfied when their first blow landed. Annoyingly enough, though, their reaction time was a tad slow, and Starlingpaw only had a moment to brace for impact as their opponent successfully bowled them to the ground.

'Toad.' The ThunderClanner had called them a toad. Starlingpaw didn't waste another moment in thought, instead letting their paws and forelegs kick into action, claws attempting to open a wound in Hazelpaw's exposed underbelly.

[Rose]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Mousepaw had successfully awoken Shadefrost, that was a relief. Except, the warrior himself seemed to be an idiot, arguing with both Elmshadow and Mousepaw even though the two were trying to save his hide. Maybe he just had a death wish. Whatever, Larkfire had to keep doing her part in this - to maintain the attention of the two ThunderClanners.

Which, now, had only become one again. Elmshadow had tackled Shadefrost's opponent to the ground. Larkfire would thank him later for that. Blood continued trickling from the bite in her tail as Larkfire drew herself into a crouch of her own, eyes narrowing to slits as she peeled her lips back in a hiss. Her aim hadn't struck true, exactly, but Roseraven's forehead was bleeding. That was enough for her.

"You can run now, if you want. Otherwise, I'll keep trying to kill you." Having said what she needed do, the youngest enforcer lunged again, paw rising into the air in an attempt to connect with the side of the former medicine cat's face. The scratches at her side were stinging, protesting against all this rash behavior, but Larkfire didn't pay her screeching body any heed.

[ Shade. - Roseraven ]

[dino.]

Sadly, she didn't have the pleasure of seeing the other leader go flying. She had to turn her head as she got back on her paws and flinched as she set down her front paw on the wet ground. The puncture wound in her shoulder was bleeding, but slowly stemming itself until she moved it again. There wasn't a great deal of blood, but enough to make her assume she'd have another scar to show for this. It'll match the puncture scar she got on her other shoulder from the Brave birdy. Her ears pricked as she heard Bumblestar coughing, usually, she'd take the time to follow up with an attack while the other cat was winded, yet she wasn't trying to win.

This was honestly just exhilarating and fun, the pain, the blood, the screeching of cats in the midst of battle. It was music to her ears. It was rare that Dawnstar tried to take something for herself, but this once she wasn't thinking about ShadowClan or bringing glory, or seeking out revenge. Right now, at this moment, it was for her. She missed this, ShadowClan piled on duty after duty, dealing with traitor after traitor, loss after loss, problem after problem. So she was going to take this one selfish thing for herself, she deserved it!

Dawnstar's amber orbs glanced at the scratches down her belly, barely bleeding but still very sore and sensitive. All in all, nothing too bad. She'd most likely be stuck walking with a mild limp until her shoulder fully healed. The bigger feline lifted her head as Bumblestar righted herself and immediately threw out a taunt, grinning all the while. It was almost a pity that they were on opposing sides, Dawnstar could almost see herself accepting the grinning fiend. But that'd be boring, she was really hoping that Bumblestar stayed around for some time, and her aggression never faded.

"You wish." The leader smirked. With her powerful back legs, Dawnstar propelled herself at her opponent, one forepaw outstretched, low, aiming to knock Bumblestar's front legs out from underneath her in one swift smooth motion, if the she-cat fell she'd immediately be pinned by the larger feline.


Yeah, Dawnstar was just as ferocious as Bumblestar remembered. Her memories of having the massive feline in her camp all those moons ago hadn't faded, but her view on the situation had shifted. And now, instead of seeing the giant tabby in front of her as some untouchable, formidable being, all Bumblestar saw was a worthy opponent on the other side of the battlefield. Her grin grew wider and she couldn't stop a sharp bark of laughter from escaping her jaws as Dawnstar smirked and rushed forward.

She let herself fall, rolling easily onto her back as the bigger she-cat trapped her underneath her. Teeth bared in an almost gleeful snarl, Bumblestar raised one forepaw to try and deliver a harsh strike to the side of Dawnstar's face; at the same time, she lifted her back legs to mirror what the dark tabby had done to her before, and attempted to rake her hind claws repeatedly across the she-cat's already-injured underbelly in order to further open the wounds that were already present. Adrenaline and exhileration pumped through her veins, and other battles that raged on around her was drowned out by the sound of her heartbeat thumping in her ears.

[Katiethewolfchild]

The spiky warrior dodged the bite quickly, turning around to face her opponent and re-gainibg some balance. She launched herself forward, teeth claws aiming for his chest.
The tom barely managed to dodge, attempting to claw her side.

[Zei]

"'M not a loser," Alderstep mumbled, dazed. Now wasn't the time for an existential crisis, but his mind was pulling him out of focus. He got the feeling this was not good. For starters, he had to live just to spite this guy. And also because he had an apprentice to train, who thankfully had no reason to be here. That was good. Wait, what was he thinking about? Oh, right. He was fighting someone. How'd he forget that?

Whatever, didn't matter because this guy was apparently still beating him up. Alderstep took the first of Salamander's blows with little grace, hissing as pain as it connected and drew blood. And he was still on the ground, too. What a disaster. Fortunately for the deputy, the pain prompted him to get off his ass, so he ducked away from the second blow. Great cats, was he grateful for his flight-or-fight response. Still, Alderstep remained in close proximity to the loser Shadowcat, so he swiped at the guy's back legs in an attempt to topple him. "Go home, fleapelt," Alderstep growled, obviously in denial that he was the losing cat here.


Man that Hurt!!! Pain shot through his back legs from the claws, but instead of toppling he decided he'd just have to play tough and rough now. and it just so happened to be his favorite game...

He Twisted around with a snarl, slashing outwards with his claws. he then proceeded to circle the deputy as if he where about to pounce... "i am Home Sucker"

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

“Good, there you go–good job, Gentledoe.” Drizzlecloud praised her softly, nodding her head in an encouraging manner as she lapped up the poppy seeds that she had offered her. Those were the majority of the poppy seeds that she had brought with her, but they had gone to a good cause, and Springpaw had more in her own pouch, too. Her eyes followed Gentledoe’s gaze as she looked down at the pooling blood below her, feeling her heart skip a beat when she watched the dread filling the warrior’s eyes. “Look at me, hey, don’t look at anything else, try to pay attention to me, okay?”

Her words, unsurprisingly, were not enough to keep Gentledoe’s consciousness intact. Before she could say much else, the tabby lay limp before her, and the realization of that alone made her blood run cold. “No–no, wake up!” She nudged at Gentledoe’s shoulder before she gently pushed her to roll onto her side, disregarding the fact that the molly’s blood was now soaking her paws, she leaned down to press her left ear against her chest.

The battle raging around them made it difficult to actually listen for her heartbeat, and the amount of concentration that it took for her to actually strain herself and listen caused an aching pain to erupt in her head.

But, even so, she heard it. A heartbeat. Perhaps not a steady one, but a heartbeat nonetheless.

Lifting her head, ignoring the blood that clung to her fur along the left side of her face, she turned to the small leaf pouch of supplies that she had brought with her. Marigold and cobwebs.. She caught the marigold between her jaws, tilting her head back so that it fell back into her jaws before she began chewing on it. Now, cobwebs to stop the bleeding, she swiped up the cobwebs that she had packed pulling them apart ever so slightly with her claws so that they were no longer clumped into a tight ball of webbing.

Once the marigold had been chewed up into a paste, she applied it to one side of the cobwebs, creating a sort of bandage to place over her empty socket. She wasn’t sure if the poultice would truly do anything at this early stage, but she didn’t want to take any chances. There was no doubt that this wound would end up with a pretty bad infection, so she wanted to try and put an end to that as soon as possible.

With shaky paws, she lifted the bandage to Gentledoe’s gaping, open wound, and she pressed the marigold poultice-soaked half of the cobwebs against her open socket–well, perhaps into her socket would be the better word. The act itself made her skin crawl, and her tail flared up behind her due to just how disturbing this all was.

We have to hold this in place, she thought, since she couldn’t hold it in place this entire time. They had to get Gentledoe back home, and it would be difficult if she had to hold the bandage over her eye socket this entire time.

“...Springpaw, I need you,” Drizzlecloud croaked, turning her head to look at her apprentice. Her gaze shifted over to Sparrowpelt for a moment, a frown etched onto her face–looking disappointed. With herself, only herself. She hadn’t wanted to pull Springpaw into this, it was scary, and there was no doubt that this would deeply traumatize her, but.. She needed the help. “I just need some cobwebs. I’ve bandaged her up, so you won’t really be able to see her eyesocket, but.. I need you to wrap more cobwebs around the left side of her face so that the bandage stays in place. I would do it myself, but I want to make sure that the cobwebs stay in place the way that I want them to, so I’m going to make sure that they stay in place while you wrap it all up, okay?”

[ lio - Gentledoe, ares - Springpaw, SuspiciousMindz - Sparrowpelt. Wrote this while literally falling asleep so I apologize if it’s choppy or anything, just wanted to get this out tonight! I’ll probably edit it in the morning.]

[Undertaker]

Yeah, Dawnstar was just as ferocious as Bumblestar remembered. Her memories of having the massive feline in her camp all those moons ago hadn't faded, but her view on the situation had shifted. And now, instead of seeing the giant tabby in front of her as some untouchable, formidable being, all Bumblestar saw was a worthy opponent on the other side of the battlefield. Her grin grew wider and she couldn't stop a sharp bark of laughter from escaping her jaws as Dawnstar smirked and rushed forward.

She let herself fall, rolling easily onto her back as the bigger she-cat trapped her underneath her. Teeth bared in an almost gleeful snarl, Bumblestar raised one forepaw to try and deliver a harsh strike to the side of Dawnstar's face; at the same time, she lifted her back legs to mirror what the dark tabby had done to her before, and attempted to rake her hind claws repeatedly across the she-cat's already-injured underbelly in order to further open the wounds that were already present. Adrenaline and exhileration pumped through her veins, and other battles that raged on around her was drowned out by the sound of her heartbeat thumping in her ears.


Bumblestar went through the motions of falling, rolling instead of flopping like the dark tabby wanted. As claws came towards her face again, she had enough sense to move her face again, not quite out of reach as she still felt the stinging bite of claws cut along the bottom of her chin. Dawnstar sucked in an uncomfortable growl as Bumblestar's hind claws went began to cut into her belly.

Ughhhh! She was definitely not going to be sleeping on her stomach any time soon. Thoroughly irked, Dawnstar rears up slightly and slams down, trying to bash her claws straight into Bumblestar's chest and vigorously nestle them through fur and flesh. If her claws remain unhindered she'd flex her claws hoping to get a firm grip, then yank out with full force.

Hopefully, the pain would be enough for Dawnstar to plant her back paw into the she-cat belly to hold Bumblestar down, so Dawnstar could step over the kicking legs and shift her lower half to the far right, endeavoring to keep Bumblestar's claws out from underneath Dawnstar's bleeding stomach which would leave Bumblestar to kick air instead of Dawnstar's poor stomach. At the same time, she stretches out her neck, aiming to bite at Bumblestar's ear and interlock her jaw with the ear before forcefully tugging backward.

[alkaline]

Man that Hurt!!! Pain shot through his back legs from the claws, but instead of toppling he decided he'd just have to play tough and rough now. and it just so happened to be his favorite game...

He Twisted around with a snarl, slashing outwards with his claws. he then proceeded to circle the deputy as if he where about to pounce... "i am Home Sucker"
Alderstep backed up, wincing anyway as he felt the claws graze him somewhere. He probably had a ton of scratches, some good some bad, so he couldn't really know where he was hurting. He just knew he was in pain. And he was so, so screwed. Out of all the opponents to pick, he had to pick the worryingly good fighter. Just his luck. Hopefully his injuries wouldn't put him out of the field for too long. He'd go stir-crazy just having to wait to heal.

"Sure, keep lyin' to yourself," Alderstep growled back, bunching up his muscles as he noticed the way Salamander was circling him. Great cats, that couldn't be good. It vaguely made him feel like prey, but he did his best to not let the fear get to him. Anything this guy threw at him, he could counter. He just had to keep confidently pretending he was doing well and stay on defense since he'd never work a good offense.

His cursed wandering mind was itching to figure out what had provoked this invasion. Why did ShadowClan feel so entitled to the creek? Maybe the frogeaters didn't need a reason. Maybe they were just bloodthirsty and hungry for a fight. He wouldn't put it past them, that's for sure.

Aha. A clever idea crossed Alderstep's amazing mind. "Great cats, is that a snake? That's a giant snake!" The deputy exclaimed, pretending to be staring alarmed at a point past Salamanderloser. Maybe the ruse would work, and the guy would get distracted. Or it wouldn't, but at least Alderstep tried. He was too tired to keep his standards high right now anyways.

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
Chrysanthemum Alchemist Kitsune Levi 99

The dark medicine cat heard Shadefrost behind him as he made his move for the Thunderclanner, Tansywing, but didn’t dwell on what had actually been said as his paws met their mark and bowled over the Thunderclan she-cat. Once pinned, Elmshadow felt his claws just breaking the flesh. ”You’re bleeding, battered, and injured, scurry home while you still can. You won’t win another,” he growled, the warning clear in his voice though his face remained stony, unbothered. He wasn’t given the opportunity to make the judgement on whether to let the Thunderclanner run off or not before she fell limp and hissed about not wanting to hurt a medicine cat, his humor had long since worn out but otherwise that would’ve been a near laughable claim, a tired injured warrior having any viable threat on a fresh senior warrior. It was the first opportunity Elmshadow found himself faced with of being underestimated, truly ever but most specifically in this case because of his rank. She blathered as though she had the choice on whether to hurt him or not. And it was made instantly clear that the hotheaded squirrel wasn’t going to take his wanting easily. She suddenly, rather expectedly after her attempted threat, bucked beneath him but his bulk shifted only slightly as he focused on keeping his weight down on the warrior. ”Underestimating your opponent is your first mistake. Your second is being frog-brained enough to try to continue. You’ll have to do better than that.”

Shadefrost’s voice spoke up again behind him and he felt the irritable growl rising in his throat. The blatant disrespect, disregard for his clanmates’ efforts and safety, disobeying direct orders, and then a threat to follow his order? Elmshadow could kill the tom on the spot if he weren’t currently occupied. Though the threat was empty at best as regardless what Elmshadow chose moving forward in this battle, they would be having problems back at camp, if Shadefrost made it as far. Through gritted teeth, without turning his attention from Tansywing, the dark tom growled, ”Then make you’re way there and we’ll deal with your ‘major problem’ when this is finished.”

[nykyrian]

♔ Aspenpaw (https://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=59458) ♔

He/Him | Quasar | Roll: 9 - miss

An exasperated huff left his maw as he drastically missed the other's face. Maybe his depth perception was screwed up now wouldn't that be great? Well Poisonpaw had narrowly missed it when they fought, so maybe that ahd something to do wth it (excuses, excuses). Luckily he wasn't too caught up in blaming someone for his failures, that he noticed the foot aiming to trip him as he stumbled forward. Awkwardly he moved out of the way, finding it hard to move fast in his current state. He thought back to his fight with the dark apprentice, remembering one of the moves that gave him a heavy advantage (other than his amazing skills, obviously). Who knew that would come in handy?

He rushed forward, hoping to grab Goldenpaw's tail and spin him around to get him off balance. It worked before, now he just hoped it would serve him well again.


#104

[wolfie]

https://i.postimg.cc/02xyjpFB/asterdance-headshot-toyhouse.png
「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿

ೃ⁀➷ SuspiciousMindz

A low hiss fell from Asterdance's lips once they were able to successfully knock Hawkbite aside. They glanced towards Gentledoe who was being taken care of. There was relief that flooded into them, an expression that softened if only for a moment. She was safe, that was what truly mattered. Asterdance turned back to their opponent who appeared to be catching his breath. He was already injured, and they were hopeful they would be able to make him surrender.

All softness from them disappeared and Asterdance was charging forward again. Reeling up on their hindlegs, they brought their paws up and tried to slam it hard onto Hawkbite's shoulders, jaws snapping wildly. It seemed like the Shadowclanner that had attacked them prior wasn't making another appearance. Asterdance was grateful for that, they were strong in their own right, but it was hard to hold their own when they were outnumbered.

If Asterdance's attack didn't fall to a success, they left their frontal area open to attacks from Hawkbite.

[iliri]

[TW! This post is going to contain the mentioning of gore, please refrain from reading if this disturbs you.]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Eyes peering over, Springpaw couldn’t help herself but lay her eyes once more on Gentledoe’s mangled body, many messages of mixed emotions rushing through the calico faster than it should. The sight of Gentledoe laying like that… with half of her face streaked with crimson and gushing with blood that came from the socket of where an eye used to be. Great StarClan she felt like she was going to be sick. Fluttering her oceanic hues, Springpaw quickly averted her eyes away from the scene as Drizzlecloud continued to work on Gentledoe, paws numb as they were pressed against the bloodstained ground. Why did this have to happen? Why did Hawkbite have to be cruel enough to tear out the eye of an innocent clan-mate? She didn’t deserve this… no one did, really. All it felt was like some sort of mixed up reality that was unfortunately true.

Pinned ears quickly perked up at the soft, dreaded voice of her mentor calling out her name, her chest tightening itself as her ears took in the words that her mentor said. Drizzlecloud wanted her to help. The thought of helping out with… that only mentally scarred the young molly. She knew it was a requirement. She knew that she had to do it or else they could risk losing another clan-mates. Her clan couldn’t risk anymore heavy jeopardy happening to it. It already had enough as it is. With a heavy sigh and slow nod, Springpaw casted a brief glance towards the direction of Sparrowpelt before slowly making her way towards her mentor and Gentledoe, each step more hesitant than the last as she could feel the burden in her chest tighten. Oh to the great stars above she hoped this could be resolved rather soon.

As she grew close enough, her eyes took in the mass amount of damage that Hawkbite took to Gentledoe’s face, Springpaw’s jaws almost clenching tightly against the herbal remedies that she held delicately in her mouth. She refrained herself from doing such a task, as she needed to focus at hand with helping out with this clinical patient and make sure her eye… socket is covered up plentifully. Letting loose a shaking sigh, Springpaw placed the leafy pouch of herbs right next to her and quickly began to rummage around through it with a white paw, wrapping a wad of cobweb around it to make sure she had enough to place on Gentledoe’s eye. Once she had gathered enough cobweb, she briefly glanced up at Drizzlecloud before focusing back on Gentledoe. Sucking in a deep breath, the calico molly quickly began to get to work.

Firstly, she gently unwrapped the wad of cobwebs and carefully began to press them into the left side of Gentledoe’s face, making sure her crafting work is done properly and precisely. Her paws shook occasionally while she worked, but she desperately tried to ignore it. She didn’t want to risk accidentally worsening the condition of the wound than it already was. As she gently pressed the cobwebs around the poultice-covered area, bits of red had already began to collect around the silken form of the cobwebs and Springpaw was sure that she felt her heart almost stop in her chest. This felt immensely more terrifying than it should. Her paws almost stiffened in their place in the midst of her work, but Springpaw refrained herself from doing so. She couldn’t just fully begin to refrain herself from doing something medically necessary. She had to make sure that Gentledoe was going to be okay and that this bandage was going to stay on.

Which, speaking of making sure that the molly was okay… “Do… Do you think she’s going to be okay?” Springpaw mumbled, raising her voice loud enough for her mentor to hear as she continued to wrap the cobweb around the bandage, occasionally pressing it into place so it wouldn’t fall off. Her usually vibrantly white paws had already began to show crimson smearing onto the fur, making the calico’s stomach lurch in its place. Springpaw hoped that she was doing a good job with this. She wasn’t a professional medic yet, but she surely hoped that she could be. However, during her little procedure, a thought had suddenly came to mind. Coldamber had mentioned something about using moss to soak up blood in case cobwebs weren’t nearby. Maybe she could use that knowledge to good use? “I just remembered something... when we get back to camp, we can use some moss to help soak up blood that is on a wound. It can help stop the bleeding and we could also use it to clean off a severe wound if necessary. I… had a dream with a former medicine cat. Coldamber, she taught me that.”

Her voice cracked and shook while she spoke, her paws working away as she finished bandaging up the spot, somewhat ignoring the stain of crimson that had been smeared onto her paws, even if it made her feel uncomfortable and almost sick to her stomach. As she did a little checkup to see if her crafting work was done properly, the apprentice pulled her paws back, glancing up at Drizzlecloud to see her reaction to her work. Would she be proud? Springpaw remained silent, just silently awaiting for what the ticked tabby would want her to do next. Even if Springpaw felt a heavy burden pull in her chest, she would do whatever it takes to save Gentledoe’s life.

[ -2 cobwebs ]

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lio SuspiciousMindz Omari

[RavensCall]

Wingnettle - Sootfur

Icebeam's face was a blank and cold mask, approaching the grey tabby. "Who says this pretty place won't be ShadowClan territory by the time this battle ends?" she replied. She decided to wait for Sootfur to attack her first before doing anything. The silver tabby unsheathed her claws. "I'd suggest you stand down before this gets... messy. So what will it be? Fight and die, or give up and live?"

[Levi 99]

Shade had foreseen this outcome from the very moment he made the decision to defy Elm's orders. It had become a predictable pattern, almost like a recurring ritual. The black warrior would invariably do or say something that didn't sit well with others, and as a consequence he’d provoke an unnecessary reaction. By now, he didn't even need to hear it explicitly from anyone to comprehend that his actions had earned him the reputation of being an irresponsible and impulsive hothead among his fellow ShadowClan cats. All because he strived for perfection in his role to his clan. He had initially anticipated receiving the reprimand from Larkfire or Elmshadow but not from Mousepaw. Yet, it made sense, especially if the young apprentice was related to the Burry Princess in some way. Now, Shade would acknowledge that his tone and choice of words had been somewhat disrespectful, particularly considering the higher rank involved. So, he’d make it a point to apologize later. However, the warrior still had half a mind to claw the medicine cat's ears off. He’d also caught the part in Mousepaw’s little rant where Elmshadow had to save him, which pissed him off more than the old elm trees interruption. Had he truly been so inept, such a burden, that others had to rescue him like a defenseless kit in the clutches of a fox? What a drag. How could he even call himself a warrior of Shadowclan if he couldn’t hold his own in a battle? If others had to risk their lives to shield him from danger when he was supposed to be the shield of the clan. *Sigh* What had he even expected. Even after mentally and physically pushing himself to his limits, he was somehow standing here as a failure. He was wounded, tired, and in pain, and yet all he wanted to do was make Elmshadow go away so that he could make this right. For crying out loud! Shade should have just attacked. That would have been a better option as opposed to this. Even if the outcome turned out the same as before it would have been better than doing nothing to fix his folly when he had every opportunity to. Suddenly Shade’s train of thought was derailed by the medicine cat’s response. He blinked, then narrowed his eyes into tiny slits. Apparently, when you were as useless as Shade you weren’t needed at a battle any longer. However, that didn’t change the fact that the black cat had an obligation to his duties more than he did to his senior. Still he wouldn’t let the sacrifice of his comrades go to waste by bleeding to death or over working himself. ”I’ll go with Maplepaw to get patched up or whatever, but I’m not leaving until this battle is over. You can give me a punishment if it makes you feel better. I’ll go through it without complaint, but I’m not going to leaving like some coward got that!” He turned to follow Maplepaw to where ever he was going. ”Hey Tansy,” called Shadefrost from over his shoulder, ”don’t you dare die on me alright. You still owe me a rematch.”

Ravensong Alchemist Kitsune Chrysanthemum (Wow didn’t even plan for this, but I think I’m getting some great character development for Shade)

[SuspiciousMindz]

https://i.postimg.cc/02xyjpFB/asterdance-headshot-toyhouse.png
「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿

ೃ⁀➷ SuspiciousMindz

A low hiss fell from Asterdance's lips once they were able to successfully knock Hawkbite aside. They glanced towards Gentledoe who was being taken care of. There was relief that flooded into them, an expression that softened if only for a moment. She was safe, that was what truly mattered. Asterdance turned back to their opponent who appeared to be catching his breath. He was already injured, and they were hopeful they would be able to make him surrender.

All softness from them disappeared and Asterdance was charging forward again. Reeling up on their hindlegs, they brought their paws up and tried to slam it hard onto Hawkbite's shoulders, jaws snapping wildly. It seemed like the Shadowclanner that had attacked them prior wasn't making another appearance. Asterdance was grateful for that, they were strong in their own right, but it was hard to hold their own when they were outnumbered.

If Asterdance's attack didn't fall to a success, they left their frontal area open to attacks from Hawkbite.


[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

Not this time.
Hawkbite refused to be thrown to the ground again. When the warrior came running at him with outstretched legs, clearly aiming for his shoulders, the tabby tom propelled himself forward with his powerful back legs. His own legs were outstretched to meet Asterdance in an embrace like move, similar to what he'd done with Gentledoe. The difference this time was Hawkbite was aiming lower, taking advantage of their frontal half being elevated.

→ If he were successful, the toms front legs would wrap around Asterdance's mid, his head ramming into the warriors ribs in an attempt to knock the breath from them. His claws would dig into the warrior's sides and hopefully he'd tackle the warrior to the ground. Asterdance's left side would be towards Hawkbite so the tom could sink his claws into their shoulder. If Asterdance chose to try to twist or escape, his claws would tear a new scar into their shoulder.

→ If he wasn't successful, Hawkbite would still meet Asterdance in a vicious embrace, however, the warriors would probably tumble and Hawkbite would end up beneath Asterdance. Feeling vulnerable again, he'd twist and use his back legs in an attempt to rake at their underbelly, either hard enough to knock Asterdance off him, or hard enough that Asterdance would back off enough to let Hawkbite back up. Hawkbite would turn quickly and launch himself at Asterdance in an attempt to knock them over, pinning them by the left shoulder.

He definitely wasn't at his best with the chest injury limiting him so either way this went, it wasn't at Hawkbite's strongest; either way, Asterdance's left shoulder would be met with claws; and either way, Hawkbite's underbelly would be exposed enough for the warrior to hit.

[you have permission to beat up hawk so he's laying on the ground heh]


[TW! This post is going to contain the mentioning of gore, please refrain from reading if this disturbs you.]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Eyes peering over, Springpaw couldn’t help herself but lay her eyes once more on Gentledoe’s mangled body, many messages of mixed emotions rushing through the calico faster than it should. The sight of Gentledoe laying like that… with half of her face streaked with crimson and gushing with blood that came from the socket of where an eye used to be. Great StarClan she felt like she was going to be sick. Fluttering her oceanic hues, Springpaw quickly averted her eyes away from the scene as Drizzlecloud continued to work on Gentledoe, paws numb as they were pressed against the bloodstained ground. Why did this have to happen? Why did Hawkbite have to be cruel enough to tear out the eye of an innocent clan-mate? She didn’t deserve this… no one did, really. All it felt was like some sort of mixed up reality that was unfortunately true.

Pinned ears quickly perked up at the soft, dreaded voice of her mentor calling out her name, her chest tightening itself as her ears took in the words that her mentor said. Drizzlecloud wanted her to help. The thought of helping out with… that only mentally scarred the young molly. She knew it was a requirement. She knew that she had to do it or else they could risk losing another clan-mates. Her clan couldn’t risk anymore heavy jeopardy happening to it. It already had enough as it is. With a heavy sigh and slow nod, Springpaw casted a brief glance towards the direction of Sparrowpelt before slowly making her way towards her mentor and Gentledoe, each step more hesitant than the last as she could feel the burden in her chest tighten. Oh to the great stars above she hoped this could be resolved rather soon.

As she grew close enough, her eyes took in the mass amount of damage that Hawkbite took to Gentledoe’s face, Springpaw’s jaws almost clenching tightly against the herbal remedies that she held delicately in her mouth. She refrained herself from doing such a task, as she needed to focus at hand with helping out with this clinical patient and make sure her eye… socket is covered up plentifully. Letting loose a shaking sigh, Springpaw placed the leafy pouch of herbs right next to her and quickly began to rummage around through it with a white paw, wrapping a wad of cobweb around it to make sure she had enough to place on Gentledoe’s eye. Once she had gathered enough cobweb, she briefly glanced up at Drizzlecloud before focusing back on Gentledoe. Sucking in a deep breath, the calico molly quickly began to get to work.

Firstly, she gently unwrapped the wad of cobwebs and carefully began to press them into the left side of Gentledoe’s face, making sure her crafting work is done properly and precisely. Her paws shook occasionally while she worked, but she desperately tried to ignore it. She didn’t want to risk accidentally worsening the condition of the wound than it already was. As she gently pressed the cobwebs around the poultice-covered area, bits of red had already began to collect around the silken form of the cobwebs and Springpaw was sure that she felt her heart almost stop in her chest. This felt immensely more terrifying than it should. Her paws almost stiffened in their place in the midst of her work, but Springpaw refrained herself from doing so. She couldn’t just fully begin to refrain herself from doing something medically necessary. She had to make sure that Gentledoe was going to be okay and that this bandage was going to stay on.

Which, speaking of making sure that the molly was okay… “Do… Do you think she’s going to be okay?” Springpaw mumbled, raising her voice loud enough for her mentor to hear as she continued to wrap the cobweb around the bandage, occasionally pressing it into place so it wouldn’t fall off. Her usually vibrantly white paws had already began to show crimson smearing onto the fur, making the calico’s stomach lurch in its place. Springpaw hoped that she was doing a good job with this. She wasn’t a professional medic yet, but she surely hoped that she could be. However, during her little procedure, a thought had suddenly came to mind. Coldamber had mentioned something about using moss to soak up blood in case cobwebs weren’t nearby. Maybe she could use that knowledge to good use? “I just remembered something... when we get back to camp, we can use some moss to help soak up blood that is on a wound. It can help stop the bleeding and we could also use it to clean off a severe wound if necessary. I… had a dream with a former medicine cat. Coldamber, she taught me that.”

Her voice cracked and shook while she spoke, her paws working away as she finished bandaging up the spot, somewhat ignoring the stain of crimson that had been smeared onto her paws, even if it made her feel uncomfortable and almost sick to her stomach. As she did a little checkup to see if her crafting work was done properly, the apprentice pulled her paws back, glancing up at Drizzlecloud to see her reaction to her work. Would she be proud? Springpaw remained silent, just silently awaiting for what the ticked tabby would want her to do next. Even if Springpaw felt a heavy burden pull in her chest, she would do whatever it takes to save Gentledoe’s life.

[ -2 cobwebs ]

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lio SuspiciousMindz Omari
Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

“Good, there you go–good job, Gentledoe.” Drizzlecloud praised her softly, nodding her head in an encouraging manner as she lapped up the poppy seeds that she had offered her. Those were the majority of the poppy seeds that she had brought with her, but they had gone to a good cause, and Springpaw had more in her own pouch, too. Her eyes followed Gentledoe’s gaze as she looked down at the pooling blood below her, feeling her heart skip a beat when she watched the dread filling the warrior’s eyes. “Look at me, hey, don’t look at anything else, try to pay attention to me, okay?”

Her words, unsurprisingly, were not enough to keep Gentledoe’s consciousness intact. Before she could say much else, the tabby lay limp before her, and the realization of that alone made her blood run cold. “No–no, wake up!” She nudged at Gentledoe’s shoulder before she gently pushed her to roll onto her side, disregarding the fact that the molly’s blood was now soaking her paws, she leaned down to press her left ear against her chest.

The battle raging around them made it difficult to actually listen for her heartbeat, and the amount of concentration that it took for her to actually strain herself and listen caused an aching pain to erupt in her head.

But, even so, she heard it. A heartbeat. Perhaps not a steady one, but a heartbeat nonetheless.

Lifting her head, ignoring the blood that clung to her fur along the left side of her face, she turned to the small leaf pouch of supplies that she had brought with her. Marigold and cobwebs.. She caught the marigold between her jaws, tilting her head back so that it fell back into her jaws before she began chewing on it. Now, cobwebs to stop the bleeding, she swiped up the cobwebs that she had packed pulling them apart ever so slightly with her claws so that they were no longer clumped into a tight ball of webbing.

Once the marigold had been chewed up into a paste, she applied it to one side of the cobwebs, creating a sort of bandage to place over her empty socket. She wasn’t sure if the poultice would truly do anything at this early stage, but she didn’t want to take any chances. There was no doubt that this wound would end up with a pretty bad infection, so she wanted to try and put an end to that as soon as possible.

With shaky paws, she lifted the bandage to Gentledoe’s gaping, open wound, and she pressed the marigold poultice-soaked half of the cobwebs against her open socket–well, perhaps into her socket would be the better word. The act itself made her skin crawl, and her tail flared up behind her due to just how disturbing this all was.

We have to hold this in place, she thought, since she couldn’t hold it in place this entire time. They had to get Gentledoe back home, and it would be difficult if she had to hold the bandage over her eye socket this entire time.

“...Springpaw, I need you,” Drizzlecloud croaked, turning her head to look at her apprentice. Her gaze shifted over to Sparrowpelt for a moment, a frown etched onto her face–looking disappointed. With herself, only herself. She hadn’t wanted to pull Springpaw into this, it was scary, and there was no doubt that this would deeply traumatize her, but.. She needed the help. “I just need some cobwebs. I’ve bandaged her up, so you won’t really be able to see her eyesocket, but.. I need you to wrap more cobwebs around the left side of her face so that the bandage stays in place. I would do it myself, but I want to make sure that the cobwebs stay in place the way that I want them to, so I’m going to make sure that they stay in place while you wrap it all up, okay?”

[ lio - Gentledoe, ares - Springpaw, SuspiciousMindz - Sparrowpelt. Wrote this while literally falling asleep so I apologize if it’s choppy or anything, just wanted to get this out tonight! I’ll probably edit it in the morning.]

[Sparrowpelt (https://suszone.weebly.com/sparrowpelt.html)]

He watched Springpaw try to work through her mental battles while she processed the chaos at hand. Feeling as though he couldn't help more than being moral support, he merely listened to her. His tail would wrap around her where she'd allow it, but soon he was interrupted by Drizzlecloud's hard work. She'd need help.

Sparrowpelt took a step or two back, allowing Springpaw and Drizzlecloud do what they needed to do. He watched, waiting for them to tell him what they needed. He stood guard still, his gaze shifting from them to the battle around them. He'd at least make sure they did what they needed, ShadowClan wouldn't touch them.

[Wingnettle]

Wingnettle - Sootfur

Icebeam's face was a blank and cold mask, approaching the grey tabby. "Who says this pretty place won't be ShadowClan territory by the time this battle ends?" she replied. She decided to wait for Sootfur to attack her first before doing anything. The silver tabby unsheathed her claws. "I'd suggest you stand down before this gets... messy. So what will it be? Fight and die, or give up and live?"

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 22 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/bB7WmY9/sootfur2.png

Sootfur didn't hesitate. This was Thunderclan's territory, where he and Flameheart had met so long ago. He couldn't allow the arrogant Ratclan to take it away from him, not when Flameheart wasn't here to fight with him! "It's my duty to protect this place, and I'll do anything in my power to stop you. To stop Dawnstar from this madness."

In a moment, Sootfur had already leaped toward the dangerous she-cat with sharp claws outstretched, aiming at her chest and neck.
"Go away!" He yowled with fury, wide silver eyes becoming darker as he arrived closer to his enemy.

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

[ Octavia! Shall we roll a dice to decide if a blow hits? We can use a number generator from 1 to 6, where "1,3,5" = the blow misses and "2,4,6" = it hits. If you're okay with it, you can immediately try it now that Sootfur is attacking Icebeam. ]

[Bean]

WILDTWIST
//Demiboy\\//ThC Warrior\\
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The longhair tomcat followed his leader to the Creek, where there was a full-on battle. He wasn't about to let those ShadowClan mange-pelts take part of their territory. Even after the sinkhole, ThunderClan was strong, and they weren't going to give them a piece of land without a fight! Wildtiwst Bristled his fur and unsheathed his claws before leaping into the battle.

The scents of ShadowClan mingled with ThunderClan. He turned his head around, looking for A cat to fight, or a Clanmate to help. He saw Springpaw and Drizzlecloud helping Gentledoe with an injury. He also saw Bumblestar fighting with Dawnstar. That horrible mange-pelt. But he needed to focus.

He bolted to the edge of the battle, trying to get a good view of the ShadowClan trespassers. He turned and caught a whiff of Kittypet scent. He looked around and saw two kittypets - collars and all - coming close to the battle. He stalked over to investigate. "Hey! You two! Get out of here! It's a battle that you don't wanna be a part of!" He hissed before leaving the two kittypets

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin and Yang, The kittypets]

The chimera cat continued to search for an opponent. ThunderClan was strong, he knew that. He flexed his claws and bunched up his legs before taking a massive leap into the battle. All he had to do was wait...

[OPEN]

[Forgetfulshape]

WILDTWIST
//Demiboy\\//ThC Warrior\\
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The longhair tomcat followed his leader to the Creek, where there was a full-on battle. He wasn't about to let those ShadowClan mange-pelts take part of their territory. Even after the sinkhole, ThunderClan was strong, and they weren't going to give them a piece of land without a fight! Wildtiwst Bristled his fur and unsheathed his claws before leaping into the battle.

The scents of ShadowClan mingled with ThunderClan. He turned his head around, looking for A cat to fight, or a Clanmate to help. He saw Springpaw and Drizzlecloud helping Gentledoe with an injury. He also saw Bumblestar fighting with Dawnstar. That horrible mange-pelt. But he needed to focus.

He bolted to the edge of the battle, trying to get a good view of the ShadowClan trespassers. He turned and caught a whiff of Kittypet scent. He looked around and saw two kittypets - collars and all - coming close to the battle. He stalked over to investigate. "Hey! You two! Get out of here! It's a battle that you don't wanna be a part of!" He hissed before leaving the two kittypets

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin and Yang, The kittypets]

The chimera cat continued to search for an opponent. ThunderClan was strong, he knew that. He flexed his claws and bunched up his legs before taking a massive leap into the battle. All he had to do was wait...

[OPEN] Yin and Yang quickly backed away, scared.
"D-Don't hurt us! We were only curious!" Yin mewed in fear, while Yang was still quiet.

[Bean]

WILDTWIST
//Demiboy\\//ThC Warrior\\
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The longhair cat growled at the kittypet who spoke. "This is a battle, so unless you want to fight, I suggest you scramble on back to your twoleg." He dug his claws in to try and prevent himself from attacking the kittypets.
"And on top of that, you are trespassing on ThunderClan territory. I am Giving you a chance to leave," He growled. He backed up and flicked his tail. Their gaze did not look friendly. "One,"

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin and Yang, The kittypets]

[I will not attack your cats, I only mean for Wild to scare them away! :heartbounce:]

[Forgetfulshape]

WILDTWIST
//Demiboy\\//ThC Warrior\\
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The longhair cat growled at the kittypet who spoke. "This is a battle, so unless you want to fight, I suggest you scramble on back to your twoleg." He dug his claws in to try and prevent himself from attacking the kittypets.
"And on top of that, you are trespassing on ThunderClan territory. I am Giving you a chance to leave," He growled. He backed up and flicked his tail. Their gaze did not look friendly. "One,"

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin and Yang, The kittypets]

[I will not attack your cats, I only mean for Wild to scare them away! :heartbounce:]


Almost immediately Yang spoke. "No need to threaten us!" She had already begun to walk away. Yin followed afterwards. The two walked in perfect sync.

[It's fine, but if you want Wild to hurt them you can have that! I don't mind! They're pretty weak as it is anyway.]

[dino.]

Bumblestar went through the motions of falling, rolling instead of flopping like the dark tabby wanted. As claws came towards her face again, she had enough sense to move her face again, not quite out of reach as she still felt the stinging bite of claws cut along the bottom of her chin. Dawnstar sucked in an uncomfortable growl as Bumblestar's hind claws went began to cut into her belly.

Ughhhh! She was definitely not going to be sleeping on her stomach any time soon. Thoroughly irked, Dawnstar rears up slightly and slams down, trying to bash her claws straight into Bumblestar's chest and vigorously nestle them through fur and flesh. If her claws remain unhindered she'd flex her claws hoping to get a firm grip, then yank out with full force.

Hopefully, the pain would be enough for Dawnstar to plant her back paw into the she-cat belly to hold Bumblestar down, so Dawnstar could step over the kicking legs and shift her lower half to the far right, endeavoring to keep Bumblestar's claws out from underneath Dawnstar's bleeding stomach which would leave Bumblestar to kick air instead of Dawnstar's poor stomach. At the same time, she stretches out her neck, aiming to bite at Bumblestar's ear and interlock her jaw with the ear before forcefully tugging backward.


[ powerplay done with permission ]

There wasn't enough room for her to move out of the way as Dawnstar reared up, and her talons tore jagged gashes through her chest. Foxdung, foxdung, that was going to hurt for a while. Bumblestar snarled again as another paw pushed against the cuts along her stomach and she pulled her legs away as Dawnstar moved out of range.

She saw her opening once her opponent leaned down and snagged her ear between sharp teeth.

Quicker than a snake, Bumblestar arched upwards and sank her teeth into Dawnstar’s throat. Something crunched sickeningly between her jaws, and she clamped down until she felt her teeth meet through flesh. Blood gushed down her chest, hot and sticky, staining her cream fur scarlet. She didn’t let go until she felt the massive tabby’s legs begin to buckle, and then with her remaining strength, shoved Dawnstar to the side and let her fall gracelessly to the ground beside her with a harsh thump.

Bumblestar rolled back to her feet and stepped away, panting. Blood dripped from her jaws and she turned her head to spit it out into the grass. Dawnstar had been a fun stress-reliever, but in the end, she had her Clan to protect and her promises to uphold. “Thought you would’ve lasted longer, honestly,” she muttered under her breath, eyes darting over the she-cat’s corpse. How long would it take for ShadowClan to see that their leader had fallen? That Bumblestar didn’t make empty threats? Mess with the deer, get the antlers.

She lifted her head to survey the battle around her, keeping an eye on Dawnstar through her peripheral. Alderstep was beating the crap out of a marsh rat; Goldenpaw seemed to be holding his own; the sight of Gentledoe made her want to both physically recoil and rush over at the same time, but her paws remained firmly planted. Her Clan was holding it down. Maybe ShadowClan would get the message. Or maybe they would keep coming back for more. As long as Bumblestar got to brawl like this again, she didn't mind either outcome.

[xavier.]

v-Crackle'paw-v

Catching empty air, Crackle'paw wheeled around to meet the smaller apprentice. The useless lump of fur was trying to be difficult, but it was all in vain! Or... So he thought... The off-white tom had turned towards the other cat only to be met with a flying pair of claws. The talons grazed his cheek, leaving bright crimson stripes in their wake. The sting momentarily held his attention as he realized the the pest had actually landed a hit. Well lucky him, he would just repay it back tenfold.

Peeling back his lips into a cruel smile, he stood to his full height. Another raspy scoff wheezed out from his clenched teeth. " Is that all you got? It was foolish of me to think something as pathetic as you would put a better fight." While he had spoken these words, another attempt at offense had sprung into mind. Not only was this chicken-heart younger and smaller, but he was also a lot uglier. The pest was missing the entirety of one of his eyes... And it was quite clear he had seen better days. Wanting to use this cats partial blindness to his advantage, Crackle'paw reared up on his hind legs and furiously swiped in all directions at his opponent. Whether these hits landed or not, it didn't matter... These were mere distractions from his actual plan.

{Power playing given permission by xavier.}

Pulling one of his unsheathed paws away from the onslaught, he struck a hefty blow at the Shadow Lurkers blindside. Making sure he had put enough power to knock the other tom to the dust, he cackled triumphantly. Wasting no time he dove forward in hopes of catching him in a tackle.

// xavier. \\
https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5846&pictureid=40168
• × | Dogpaw | × •
he/him
MIND READER : Inactive | Chill of death : Inactive | Ultimate Predator : Inactive

Dogpaw had felt a sense of triumph when he landed a hit on the older apprentice even if it wasn't exactly what he was trying to do. The black and white tom then watched as the thunderclanner got onto his back legs and began.. swiping all around? If this wasn't a fight with another clan Dogpaw would have asked the apprentice what the hell he was doing. Before Dogpaw could do anything his blindside was hit. Hard. This sent Dogpaw tumbling shaking his head before shooting his head up when Cracklepaw dove. Dogpaw narrowed his eyes and rolled out of the way of the larger apprentice and quickly aimmed to swipe at one of Cracklepaws legs to try and knock him down in return.
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Mudhound would probably be more conflicted about the battle had they been the aggressor. Sure they weren't fond of combat, it always just lead to hurt and no one ever seemed to be the winners in the end, but they knew they were good at it. It was the size thing. But yeah in this case, not conflicted at all shadowclan was totally the issue they were invading for no good reason that Mudhound could see and the tripod was gonna help their clan stand their ground. Like they'd stood their ground against the twolegs that took their leg trying to kill a lynx kitten and again the various cruel rogues that had threatened their life living as an outsider.


And this lead into the good at battle thing. See the tripod missing a limb as they were was huge. They'd been purebred mainecoon for awhile until their dad, whoever he was, and that made them big. Then they'd had better food then the clan surprisingly, being a occasional barn cat and an opportunist who didnt mind snatching some kittypet food fed well leading to a bulky frame. There was also the fact that, in the warriors weird obsession with watching other species they'd watched dog fights a lot and had started to mimic the brutal moves. Finally they'd spent their life being stupid. And if you wanted to be stupid you'd better be tough. So Mudhound was tough.


This showed as the brown warrior reeled back and charged at the first warrior they saw, this ugly looking scarred rat who seemed to happy to be there, head down to collide hard with Deadpools shoulder and hopefully dislocate something a brutal force that could do damage with their weight alone. And if poor Sweetpaw happened to be in the way, partially trampled over or knocked aside painfully? Then it was a mistake the tunnel visioned warrior would have to live with.

Kay~ xavier.

- Rani - xavier. -

Sweetpaw looked up with round eyes in fear at the massive cat barreling towards her, well Deadpool who was behind her. The green eyed molly shreaked as she got barreled into and went flying a few tail-lengths away. The apprentice got back up and charged at the Thunderclan warrior, with claw's unsheathed, she was terrified truth be told."Merc with a mouth, I can't die. One foot in the grave, but I'm still alive. Try to kill me, I'll just revive."
• × | Deadpool | × •
He/they/it
Rapid recovery : Inactive

Deadpool had been so distracted trying to find someone to fight in front of him little did the shadowclanner know of the large cat that was charging at them at maximum speed. It was only when Sweetpaw went flying that caught Deadpools attention. Deadpool quickly snapped its head to the side of him but it was too late and he himself had been barreled into. The black and ginger cat felt his breath literally be knocked out of him. Deadpool tried to take a second before realizing Sweetpaw had come and charged at the large Thunderclan warrior. Was she stupid?!

Deadpool had to think fast maybe distract the cat. Deadpool quickly lifted a clawed paw and aimmed to swipe at one of Mudhounds eyes in hopes that they didn't notice Sweetpaw.

[Rani]

- @Rani (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=12209) - @xavier. (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17030) -

Sweetpaw looked up with round eyes in fear at the massive cat barreling towards her, well Deadpool who was behind her. The green eyed molly shreaked as she got barreled into and went flying a few tail-lengths away. The apprentice got back up and charged at the Thunderclan warrior, with claw's unsheathed, she was terrified truth be told.

[/SPOILER]"Merc with a mouth, I can't die. One foot in the grave, but I'm still alive. Try to kill me, I'll just revive."
• × | Deadpool | × •
He/they/it
Rapid recovery : Inactive

Deadpool had been so distracted trying to find someone to fight in front of him little did the shadowclanner know of the large cat that was charging at them at maximum speed. It was only when Sweetpaw went flying that caught Deadpools attention. Deadpool quickly snapped its head to the side of him but it was too late and he himself had been barreled into. The black and ginger cat felt his breath literally be knocked out of him. Deadpool tried to take a second before realizing Sweetpaw had come and charged at the large Thunderclan warrior. Was she stupid?!

Deadpool had to think fast maybe distract the cat. Deadpool quickly lifted a clawed paw and aimmed to swipe at one of Mudhounds eyes in hopes that they didn't notice Sweetpaw.


(Ok so this battle could end tomorrow so speed is of the essence from now on. Next post I’ll move muddy to pin sweet hesitate and leave them open to be attacked by Deadpool)


The collision had worked and Mudhound eyes narrowed as the warrior snorted, unhappy that the enemy didnt seem to be stunned or have any broken bones. Ah well, there was always the next blow.



Mudhound twitched, folded ear flicking back as they noted the tom in front of them glancing behind the tripod, someone was obviously trying to take advantage of their turned back (typical shadowclan) and his claw was a strike to distract from the attack. The maine coon mix wasnt born yesterday moron and they reared back, wincing as the claw still knicked them across the muzzle not the eye, and twisted on their paw in a spin to strike at the coward.


That it was an apprentice drew the warrior up short for a moment, could they really do this? But her unsheathed claws made the decision for Mudhound as they acted regardless.

Using their momentum they lashed out with a cracking slap at Sweetpaws head, claws out, aiming to stun the apprentice with a painful potentially concussing strike that'd send her out of the battle or at least thinking better of attacking a full grown warrior fast. It wasnt their aim that claws ripped through Sweetpaws head, in fact their claws were tilted back to prevent digging into a vulnerable fact but..... The claws were still out. There was still serious potential to tear if the apprentice moved wrong. Regrettable but not something Mudhound had time to focus on.


Completing their spin to face Deadpool once again they lunged forward teeth bared and face wincing as the movement pulled their new open wound. It was a large snapping strike to dig into an open throat or shoulder or anything Mudhound could sink teeth into and bite down hard, snarling like a dog as they did.

[Undertaker]

Oops! Dawnstar only realized her mistake after she felt the fangs puncture her throat. Welp, she couldn't say she was all that mad, disappointed that her fun had to be cut so short, but not upset. As blood gushed from the open throat wound, the leader felt the usual feeling of strength loss and slumped to the ground in a graceless heap. As death creeps up on her, she didn't bother fighting it. If anything, she was looking forward to this, it should give her the answers she's been looking for to unspoken questions.

Everything went black and stayed black, stayed dark. The leader wasn't sure how long she was gone, but by the time the darkness left, she returned to the sound of caterwauls and fighting. Bumblestar was standing some lengths away, Dawnstar found it funny that she wasn't calling the fight to a stop. Slowly, the massive feline rose and promptly began shaking out her pelt, flinging blood every which way. Pain blistered along her shoulder and her belly, but it seemed the fatal throat wound was healed up, scarred most likely she'd have to check later.

Compared to the two, Dawnstar felt like she ripped up Bumblestar more, but death was a death. She glanced around, noticing the trouble with Elmshadow and his company as he fought an already battered warrior. Shadefrost seemed to causing trouble for everyone, irked the leader, and the rest of her cats seemed to be holding their own pretty well. Dawnstar felt a little bad having to call them off because she got overeager. Still, this meant she could have more fun later, possibly taking this a little more seriously.

"ShadowClan, fall back! We're done here." Dawnstar roared loud and clear, wincing as she rolled her bitten shoulder. Was there anyone dead? She couldn't see any unmoving corpses from where she stood. "This was fun, Bumblebrat. We'll have to do this again, soon. Try not to disappear in the meanwhile, and don't even think about dying before I can kill you." Dawnstar huffed, seemingly unconcerned about this loss. Not the first time she'd be on the receiving end of someone else's claws. Normally, she might be a little more upset, but Bumblestar had proven that she had the bite to match the bark and more importantly Dawnstar might have found someone more entertaining to play with than Bunnystar. That was a win in itself to her.

She also acquired an answer that she had been looking for with this death. Dawnstar felt more focused than she's been in these upcoming moons. It was time to stop mourning cats who didn't give a dung about her. They were all just like her mother, never around anymore. No more wasting emotions, they were gone. The leader causally padded around Bumblestar to reach her clanmates, making sure everyone was up and out. Blood dripped down her flank and chest, she moved with an aggravating limp, but all in all the leader appeared unphased by any of this. She was too busy looking forward to their next fight to be preoccupied with this one.

dino.


11:59 PM CST, after that ShadowClan must be cleared out of ThunderClan's territory. Anyone left behind is on their own.]

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*Drippingpelt left with her Clan*

[Quasar]

Goldenpaw | he/him | nykyrian | rolled a 13 - miss

Goldenpaws face contorted into a scowl as he attempt at tripping Aspenpaw failed, though thankfully he was still slow enough to be able to keep track of the other apprentice semi-easily. He was able to pull his tail just out of grasp, though he was pretty sure some fur had gotten pulled out in the process. Well, as long as he didnt have a permanent bald spot he didnt really mind.

Quickly unshealthing his claws, he spun around and went right for the other apprentices face, hoping to get revenge for the claw marks on his side.

[Chrysanthemum]

**Elmshadow**
Chrysanthemum Alchemist Kitsune Levi 99

The dark medicine cat heard Shadefrost behind him as he made his move for the Thunderclanner, Tansywing, but didn’t dwell on what had actually been said as his paws met their mark and bowled over the Thunderclan she-cat. Once pinned, Elmshadow felt his claws just breaking the flesh. ”You’re bleeding, battered, and injured, scurry home while you still can. You won’t win another,” he growled, the warning clear in his voice though his face remained stony, unbothered. He wasn’t given the opportunity to make the judgement on whether to let the Thunderclanner run off or not before she fell limp and hissed about not wanting to hurt a medicine cat, his humor had long since worn out but otherwise that would’ve been a near laughable claim, a tired injured warrior having any viable threat on a fresh senior warrior. It was the first opportunity Elmshadow found himself faced with of being underestimated, truly ever but most specifically in this case because of his rank. She blathered as though she had the choice on whether to hurt him or not. And it was made instantly clear that the hotheaded squirrel wasn’t going to take his wanting easily. She suddenly, rather expectedly after her attempted threat, bucked beneath him but his bulk shifted only slightly as he focused on keeping his weight down on the warrior. ”Underestimating your opponent is your first mistake. Your second is being frog-brained enough to try to continue. You’ll have to do better than that.”

Shadefrost’s voice spoke up again behind him and he felt the irritable growl rising in his throat. The blatant disrespect, disregard for his clanmates’ efforts and safety, disobeying direct orders, and then a threat to follow his order? Elmshadow could kill the tom on the spot if he weren’t currently occupied. Though the threat was empty at best as regardless what Elmshadow chose moving forward in this battle, they would be having problems back at camp, if Shadefrost made it as far. Through gritted teeth, without turning his attention from Tansywing, the dark tom growled, ”Then make you’re way there and we’ll deal with your ‘major problem’ when this is finished.”

Well shoot. That didn’t work. Tansywing’s head spun from blood loss, and the world was starting to get fuzzy. Gritting her teeth, she forced her eyes to focus. She couldn’t think; she couldn’t reason her way out of this with her brain all fuzzy like this.
I can’t pass out now!
She weighed her options. She could give up and run away, but that would only work if Elmshadow let her up first, and after what she’d said that was seeming less likely. She could try and fight him off again, but she doubted she had the strength. Her previous struggle seemed more and more pathetic the more she thinker about it.
Looks like he’s not afraid to fight… stars, I truly am frog-brained if I thought that would have worked.
She had to be smarter; she had to get him off of her. But how?
Suddenly, she heard a cat yowl over the snarls of battle. It was Dawnstar, calling for a retreat! Looks like she was saved.
“Actually, I don’t think I have to do better than that. Looks like your leaders decided you can’t win this one. Now, I think you should scurry back home before my clan rips off your tails!” Tansywing snarled at him the cat in top of her. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to antagonize him with her in such a vulnerable position, but it felt so good to say the words that she almost didn’t care. She turned her head to stare at Shadefrost, who was calling to her, talking about a ‘rematch’. She snorted in amusement and called back to him,
“Believe me, if you couldn’t beat me now, I doubt you ever will. The next time we meet, you’re crowfood.”
Ravensong
Levi 99

[Forgetfulshape]

Yang weakly came back, noticing the battle had finished. Yin sprinted to her side, his soft mewing of her name showing he was worried.
"Yang, what are you doing?! We shouldn't be here!" Yin meowed at Yang.

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

Although relieved now that she had Springpaw’s help, Drizzlecloud felt a huge weight on her shoulders, and it only seemed to get heavy and heavier. It was as if there was some sort of daunting presence staring down at her, breathing on the back of her neck, but… She knew that it was just the pressure of her own expectations weighing her down.

Focusing on the task at hand–holding the cobweb bandage in place while Springpaw wrapped it to keep it there–she tried her very best to ignore the heavy feeling, but it was far too much to ignore. The fur along her spine puffed up as well as her tail fur, but she did not say a word. The sight of her apprentice’s white paws being stained with the blood of their clanmate made her paws shake ever so slightly. The blood on her own paws, which were white and similar to Springpaw’s, did not disturb her as deeply as seeing blood on Springpaw’s fur did. The weight on her shoulders drifted to her neck, encircling and encircling until she felt as though her throat was going to close up entirely.

“I…” Drizzlecloud started, but her words quickly failed her. She couldn’t make any promises–she didn’t know if Gentledoe would be okay. There were heavy doubts in her mind that Gentledoe would even be able to make it–was that speaking from her own self-doubt, or her lack of experience? She wasn’t sure. Maybe both? “I hope so,” Was all that she could truthfully say. She wasn’t going to lie to Springpaw, say that Gentledoe would definitely be alright, because she didn’t know that for certain. Hearing Springpaw’s suggestion–along with the confession that a former medicine cat had visited her, Drizzlecloud hummed gently. “We’ll have to use that once we get back to camp. We’ll have to change out her cobwebs, and chew up another marigold to apply to the socket, but before we do that we can use some moss to clean up the wound a bit better.”

Much to her own dismay, the feeling did not drift away when the job was finished. Taking a step back, she stared down at Gentledoe with dull green eyes–it was like, for a moment, she had totally checked out of reality. Nothing registered in her mind–not Dawnstar’s shout, not the battle around them beginning to die down, not the fact that they had won this battle… Absolutely nothing at all.

Stuck, helpless, unsure, disappointed–it had all clouded her mind until it was all that was present, leaving Drizzlecloud feeling almost as if she were disconnected from herself for a few moments. Her paws would not move, not even if she demanded them to. Everything felt.. Wrong, and almost unreal–distant, maybe that was the better word for it?

Suddenly, everything came back to her–the heavy weight on her shoulders, the feeling of her throat constricting, her trembling legs. The way that her head pounded due to all of the noise, how her heart hammered against her chest, the sting in her eyes as tears pricked at them.

How long had she been standing there like that? No, it doesn’t matter. It was time to get out of here. The battle was over–they had won. Gentledoe needed to be brought home.

Her gaze shifted down to Springpaw, staring at her in silence for a few moments too long to be considered even remotely normal. “Thank you for helping me, Springpaw. You did so well, even though you were scared. Even if we did not battle, I believe that you are very brave for stepping in to aid me even though you were frightened.” Lowering her head ever so slightly, she pressed her nose to the fur between Springpaw’s ears before she stood up tall once again.

“Sparrowpelt, I need you to help carry Gentledoe back to camp, please?” She requested, voice returning to that urgent tone that she carried before. Once more, she leaned over to press her good ear against Gentledoe’s chest–her heart was still beating. “She’s still alive. Let’s get her back home.”

[ lio - Gentledoe, ares - Springpaw, SuspiciousMindz - Sparrowpelt. ]

[nykyrian]

♔ Aspenpaw (https://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=59458) ♔

He/Him | Quasar | Roll: 5 - hit

The only thing he could manage was taking some fur off of the other's tail. It definitely wasn't worth the pain he caused his mouth. As he struggled to spit the hair out, Goldenpaw was on him. He felt claws rake across the bridge of his nose. He wasn't sure how many scars one could obtain, but he had to be getting close. At least these ones were obtained in a way that would probably give him some treatment, and he was pretty used to the burning sensation. He stepped back, Dawnstar's call rung through his ears. In a last ditch effort to hit him more than once, he leapt for the calico's ear with sore teeth. Hit or not, this would be his last one and he would head back home.


#105

[dino.]

As soon as the dark tabby started to move, Bumblestar's gaze flickered back to her. A smirk pulled at her lips once Dawnstar called her forces off. "Likewise," she grunted in response. "Lookin' forward to tearin' your throat out again. Don't take too long, yeah?"

She let the other she-cat step past her before moving forward herself. "ThunderClan!" she barked out. "Let 'em run! Help get the injured over to Drizzlecloud and Springpaw if you aren't too torn up yourself. Sunkissed Creek is still ours." In all honesty, she didn't care if her cats decided to keep going, but it was at their own risk; if they died because they were too stupid to pull back when she said so, that was on them, not her.

Running her tongue over her lips to lick the blood off, Bumblestar turned and padded over to her medicine cats. Her stomach, chest, and torn ear stung, and she was soaked in both Dawnstar's blood an her own, but she could push through it. A few more scars and stained fur meant nothing. Her gaze darted down to Gentledoe, and she had to force herself to swallow. "Tell me how I can help out with anything at all."

[ Undertaker ]




Wrap up your battles by July 1st, 11:59pm CST!

IF YOU HAD AN APPRENTICE THAT PARTICIPATED IN THE BATTLE:
Please review ThunderClan's Rank Requirements! If your apprentice has completed everything listed (minus the assessment), they are now eligible for a ceremony at the next meeting. If the only thing you're missing out on is those one hundred posts, you're still good to go! Get that ceremony request in for me and let's get rolling!

If your apprentice is not eligible for a ceremony, this still counts as a training experience for them.


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[beau]

Seedpaw was eager to have her first battle. She knew the conflict was nothing more than pointless violence, of course. Borders change, clans and groups form and disband. But pointless violence was how you progressed here. Also, it was fun.

She did not have to strike first. A ThunderClanner darted at her and attempted to hit her, but Seedpaw just moved out of the way casually.

"Hi, what's your name?" she asked, smiling, and proceeded to swipe at his side with her claws.

Claws stung at Wolfpaw's side and he jerked back. Was she.. talking to him? Did cats talk during fights? It's not like he would know. "Uh, Wolfpaw?" This time he leapt at his opponent, attempting to knock her to the ground.

[ feel free to have seedpaw smack him around enough to send him home if you wanna finish this up rq - nothing that'll take more than 2 weeks to heal. for record purposes, i grant shade pp perms ]

[Katiethewolfchild]

Sunleap headed back to camp.

[Zei]

Alderstep backed up, wincing anyway as he felt the claws graze him somewhere. He probably had a ton of scratches, some good some bad, so he couldn't really know where he was hurting. He just knew he was in pain. And he was so, so screwed. Out of all the opponents to pick, he had to pick the worryingly good fighter. Just his luck. Hopefully his injuries wouldn't put him out of the field for too long. He'd go stir-crazy just having to wait to heal.

"Sure, keep lyin' to yourself," Alderstep growled back, bunching up his muscles as he noticed the way Salamander was circling him. Great cats, that couldn't be good. It vaguely made him feel like prey, but he did his best to not let the fear get to him. Anything this guy threw at him, he could counter. He just had to keep confidently pretending he was doing well and stay on defense since he'd never work a good offense.

His cursed wandering mind was itching to figure out what had provoked this invasion. Why did ShadowClan feel so entitled to the creek? Maybe the frogeaters didn't need a reason. Maybe they were just bloodthirsty and hungry for a fight. He wouldn't put it past them, that's for sure.

Aha. A clever idea crossed Alderstep's amazing mind. "Great cats, is that a snake? That's a giant snake!" The deputy exclaimed, pretending to be staring alarmed at a point past Salamanderloser. Maybe the ruse would work, and the guy would get distracted. Or it wouldn't, but at least Alderstep tried. He was too tired to keep his standards high right now anyways.

Salamanderskull rolled his eyes, "oh please, thats a trick for kits" He Snorted in mock amusement.

His Ears Pricked towards the Sound of Dawnstars Call... Hmm, seemed this time the Thunderclanners could have the win of battle, but it didn't mean this was over completely... no he felt certain there would be more battles ahead...

He drew back his head and laughed "Well, Feeble Deputy, Looks like Dawnstars Chosen To Show Mercy on you Pathetic Fools. Till Next time Squirreller" He Sneered, before giving one last swat at the other cat, and disappeared into the otherside of the creek...

[Shade.]

Claws stung at Wolfpaw's side and he jerked back. Was she.. talking to him? Did cats talk during fights? It's not like he would know. "Uh, Wolfpaw?" This time he leapt at his opponent, attempting to knock her to the ground.

[ feel free to have seedpaw smack him around enough to send him home if you wanna finish this up rq - nothing that'll take more than 2 weeks to heal. for record purposes, i grant shade pp perms ]

[Powerplay approved my naiad]
Dawnstar told them to retreat...buuuut this seemed like more fun. Maybe she could just finish this off quickly.
"I'm Seedpaw. Nice to beat you! It's a shame I already have to get going." she chided, proceeding to get bodied by the other apprentice. Thankfully, she managed to use his momentum to make his attempt to pin her ebd up in her pinning him to the ground. One of her paws jabbed him hard I the stomach, the other one used unsheathed claws to bash the back of his head against the ground.

(Giving u a post to fught back before she leaves)

[Shade.]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


Mousepaw had successfully awoken Shadefrost, that was a relief. Except, the warrior himself seemed to be an idiot, arguing with both Elmshadow and Mousepaw even though the two were trying to save his hide. Maybe he just had a death wish. Whatever, Larkfire had to keep doing her part in this - to maintain the attention of the two ThunderClanners.

Which, now, had only become one again. Elmshadow had tackled Shadefrost's opponent to the ground. Larkfire would thank him later for that. Blood continued trickling from the bite in her tail as Larkfire drew herself into a crouch of her own, eyes narrowing to slits as she peeled her lips back in a hiss. Her aim hadn't struck true, exactly, but Roseraven's forehead was bleeding. That was enough for her.

"You can run now, if you want. Otherwise, I'll keep trying to kill you." Having said what she needed do, the youngest enforcer lunged again, paw rising into the air in an attempt to connect with the side of the former medicine cat's face. The scratches at her side were stinging, protesting against all this rash behavior, but Larkfire didn't pay her screeching body any heed.

[ Shade. - Roseraven ]


Roseraven's defensive stance was a good idea, it made her steady and alert. She weaved her head in a curve, smoothly digging the attack. She wasn't going to back down like a coward. The two leaders had now sent out their messages.

"I think you should be the one running away now, if you want to follow your leader's orders." she said calmly. Her face was going inti that odd, stony expression she assumed when she pushed her emotions away.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Mousepaw |

There was a war in Mousepaw's brain going on. On one paw, he wanted to roll his eyes at Shadefrost's dismissive comment. On the other, he wanted to smack some sense into the tom. Maplepaw?! Really? The battlefield was the place to pretend to forget his apprentice's name? Normally the tricolored tom would have simply assumed that it had been an innocent enough mistake. Or in this particular cat's case, that he was so self centered he couldn't be bothered to make a note of it.

Considering that the first thing Shadefrost ever did as soon as they had met was to make fun of his name, however, he sincerely doubted the tom had simply forgotten his name. Maybe the ThunderClanner had smacked the brains right out of his ears. How hard could it be to push that bit of moss around? Gratefully, before he could make up his mind on how to react, he was interrupted by the leader's yowl who was... ordering a retreat?! What? Why? They had them! They could win this!

Ears flat against his head, Mousepaw turned to look at the gigantic molly, only to realize she had... a lot of blood. Had something happened? He supposed it wasn't his place to question, and if his mentor was going to be giving the higher ups grief, then it was up to him to be the exemplar one and teach the feather-brain how to act. Or at least follow simple orders. Whichever came first.

"Looks like you're getting your chance to complain and not look like a coward," the apprentice muttered, his tail swishing with annoyance as he kept a defensive position. He was still fresh. He could defend any of the cats with him if any ThunderClanner decided to go for a back attack while his clanmates disengaged. Once he was sure his small band was alright, he started to move out, following ShadowClan out of the creek.

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Ravensong [Elmshadow] | Rose [Larkfire] | Levi 99 [Shadefrost]
| Mouse might not, but I have honestly loved Shade on this. This is Mouse heading after Dawn, but anyone can feel free to interrupt him or mention him for anything while he's on his way out! :kittyface: |

[Quasar]

Goldenpaw | he/him | nykyrian | decided to negate the dice roll and let this one hit for funsies <33

The calico tom felt a surge or triumph as Dawnstars call to retreat rang through the air. HA! Thats what they get for coming after ThunderClan. Maybe next time they would actually think before trying to take their territory, "You heard her, now why dont you go running back home with the rest of your- OW!" he was too caught up in gloating to notice Aspenpaws final attack, teethy already sinking into his ear by the time he registered what was happening. Still, it was relatively fleeting as the ShadowClan apprentice retreated soon after. Well, he would still count this battle as a personal win.

[Kaybug.]

- Rani - xavier. -

Sweetpaw hissed as Mudhound aimed his claws at her head but ducked a little too late so both of her ears were bleeding profusely. Then, she lunged again at the warrior and aimed jaws at his hind leg, ready to clamp down.

[RavensCall]

Wingnettle - Sootfur (ye that would be nice! The dice rolled a 5- Sootfur misses)


Icebeam smiled a wicked grin. She rolled away from him, attempting a belly rake in the process.

[Kaybug.]

Batpaw left Sunkissed Creek without having faught anyone.

[alkaline]

Salamanderskull rolled his eyes, "oh please, thats a trick for kits" He Snorted in mock amusement.

His Ears Pricked towards the Sound of Dawnstars Call... Hmm, seemed this time the Thunderclanners could have the win of battle, but it didn't mean this was over completely... no he felt certain there would be more battles ahead...

He drew back his head and laughed "Well, Feeble Deputy, Looks like Dawnstars Chosen To Show Mercy on you Pathetic Fools. Till Next time Squirreller" He Sneered, before giving one last swat at the other cat, and disappeared into the otherside of the creek...
Alderstep huffed out a pained breath that was really meant to be laughter. "Exactly why I used it for you," he replied, not as snarky as he could normally manage. He was winded and tired, and honestly just wanted to go home and sleep and maybe eat a good mouse but this guy wouldn't go away or let up-

He was saved. Saved by Dawnstar's call, as ironic and stupid and coincidental as it was. The tabby didn't take his glinting gaze off his opponent, dismissing his words with a flick of his ear. "Go back home where you belong," he snarled, cringing away from the swat. Still hurt a bit.

Humiliating. It was so very humiliating. Wounds aside (he'd go see about them later, it looked like some other cats definitely needed help more than he did), this battle hurt emotionally. Alderstep lost. Definitely felt like it. Shame was digging into his soul, but he'd let it go. Just this once, because damn was he tired.

[elaif]

Yeah!! So!! Bumble was scary!! Well, Dandelionhaze knew that already, but that opinion was only cemented further as he watched the very small cat lead the way into the fray. He never wanted to be on the recieving end of those claws, nope.

What he DID want was to absolutely smack the stuffing out of a stinky ShadowClanner, and so with reckless abandon, he barreled into the fight. His paws splashed across the stream as he made an attempt to bodyslam the first big cat he saw, some scary-looking bloke. "GET BUTT-SLAMMED!!

:*: Vulture'fang :*:

Finding that his expectations were met, he turned to meet the blundering cat. Eyes lighting with newfound excitement, he opened his mouth to shoot out a snarky comment. This was halted before any words passed through his teeth. The completely unexpected offense had made his brows furrow in absolute confusion as the Thunderclanner rushed at him whilst screaming the strangest sentence to ever grace his ears.

"What the-" he managed to mutter before, getting 'Butt-slammed' by the dunce. The staggering blow made him fall onto his own rear end. Normally he would've felt the adrenaline spike his senses, but that was completely dulled out by the bizarre attack. Catching his breath he retook his stance and stared right at his opponent. " THE hell was that? Is that the best move you could think of? Attacking me with your giant ass?" shaking his head, Vulture'fang couldn't tell if he should feel disappointed or humored at the cat. Either way he still had a battle to win.
Seeing that the cat was a lot younger, he decided that he'd go easy on the kid.... For now. Without another moment of hesitation, he lunged forward. While in mid strike he faked a blow with his right paw, only to rear up and attempt to send the real attack. Left paw flying towards the other tom at immense speed, he attempted the give a good beating to that ugly face of his. If it landed, maybe the chump would get his senses knocked back into place.



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• × | Dogpaw | × •
he/him
MIND READER : Inactive | Chill of death : Inactive | Ultimate Predator : Inactive

Dogpaw had felt a sense of triumph when he landed a hit on the older apprentice even if it wasn't exactly what he was trying to do. The black and white tom then watched as the thunderclanner got onto his back legs and began.. swiping all around? If this wasn't a fight with another clan Dogpaw would have asked the apprentice what the hell he was doing. Before Dogpaw could do anything his blindside was hit. Hard. This sent Dogpaw tumbling shaking his head before shooting his head up when Cracklepaw dove. Dogpaw narrowed his eyes and rolled out of the way of the larger apprentice and quickly aimmed to swipe at one of Cracklepaws legs to try and knock him down in return.
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"Merc with a mouth, I can't die. One foot in the grave, but I'm still alive. Try to kill me, I'll just revive."
• × | Deadpool | × •
He/they/it
Rapid recovery : Inactive

Deadpool had been so distracted trying to find someone to fight in front of him little did the shadowclanner know of the large cat that was charging at them at maximum speed. It was only when Sweetpaw went flying that caught Deadpools attention. Deadpool quickly snapped its head to the side of him but it was too late and he himself had been barreled into. The black and ginger cat felt his breath literally be knocked out of him. Deadpool tried to take a second before realizing Sweetpaw had come and charged at the large Thunderclan warrior. Was she stupid?!

Deadpool had to think fast maybe distract the cat. Deadpool quickly lifted a clawed paw and aimmed to swipe at one of Mudhounds eyes in hopes that they didn't notice Sweetpaw.


v-Crackle'paw-v

The satisfaction of beating the half-blinded worm upside his head, was still buzzing through his blood. So, it wasn't a draw back when his claws scraped empty ground once more. Snarling madly, he whipped around and gave a sloppy strike in the Shadowclanners direction. " COWARD! COME AND FIGHT ME LIKE A REAL WARRIOR! " In that instance, he felt his front leg get hooked out beneath him. UGH! NOT AGAIN!

But before he could crumble into a pile of white fur, he lurched his head upwards. Teeth flashing in the half light, he had originally aimed to clutch the others toms throat in his jaws, but at this point he didn't care if his original motive failed, just so long as he brought the sniveling craven down with him.

[wolfie]

https://i.postimg.cc/02xyjpFB/asterdance-headshot-toyhouse.png
「❀」 THE MENACE 「❀」
╰► ASTERDANCE
they | them ✿ fluffy brown cat with darker brown flecks and a stubbed tail; orange eyes ✿

ೃ⁀➷ SuspiciousMindz Alchemist Kitsune [ ? maybe ]

Frontlegs were wrapping around Asterdance's chest, and they thrashed in rebellion, a sharp yelp falling from their lips when a head rammed into their ribs. Their breath was stolen from them, and they could feel themselves slowly start to crumble to the ground. A low growl bubbling from their lips only to be replaced by a high-pitched whimper when claws dug into their side. Asterdance focused on their breathing, writhing wildly -- determined to break away from Hawkbite's grasp. This didn't help their case, and claws dug sharply into their left shoulder. Surely to leave a jagged scar, and they didn't like the idea of him leaving any mark on them.

--> The bobtail reeled back and attempted to slam their forehead against Hawkbite's -- hopefully to stun him enough to loosen his grip. If they succeeded, Asterdance would raise their hindlegs to try and rake through the soft flesh of his underbelly. They wanted to leave a mark, something for Hawkbite to remember them by.

--> If their first attack fell through, Asterdance would begin to thrash about with all their might, perhaps causing friction against his chest injury. Their jaws would snap and bite in an attempt to get at Hawkbite's face.

All the while, Asterdance would stay ignorant to those retreating. Unaware of the life that had been taken, they were fixated on winning. Winning for Gentledoe, protecting her.

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

A massive pressure just engulfed Hawkbite's head when the warrior smacked their own into his. With a howl of pain, the tom let up just enough that Asterdance found their mark on his underbelly. A new searing pain engulfed his abdomen as the warrior stumbled back and out of the way. He was dizzy now, perhaps a mixture of blood loss and the smack to the head. He knew better than to try to continue to pin them down.

With at least a tail length or two distance between them now, Hawkbite still stood in a defensive stance. He was seeing two for a moment. The time it took for them both to recover was enough for him to get his head clear. He could feel the blood dripping slowly from both his chest and now his underbelly, but it only fueled his fire.

The question now was if he wanted to attack first or let them. The mild distraction from the voice that rang over the battle was enough to answer it, his gaze peeled away for a moment. Dawnstar had called them back. He had to listen. His gaze shot towards Asterdance one more time. Did they take advantage of him looking away?

If they backed off, he would too, but he wasn't about to turn tail until they both silently came to an agreement this was over.

x ghostie

[Wingnettle]

Wingnettle - Sootfur (ye that would be nice! The dice rolled a 5- Sootfur misses)


Icebeam smiled a wicked grin. She rolled away from him, attempting a belly rake in the process.

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 22 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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Sootfur swore under his breath and caught a swift blow from the she-cat. He felt a sharp pain running through his whole body, then blood trickling down his legs as he backed away with a frustrated hiss.
"Don't you see? You are losing! Run behind your coward leader and retreat back to your filthy caves!" He yowled with rage, before leaping back into action. This time, he landed just at Icebeam's side and attempted to knock her off balance with a strong blow at her forelegs.

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[ Octavia! You got a 4, so you hit! ]

[Forgetfulshape]

A large, white with a black spot, green eyed, collarless kittypet Tom ran out to where the battle had taken place. "Is it too late to join the battle..?" He mewed.

[RavensCall]

Icebeam dodged the attack, before following Dawnstar after hearing the retreat order. "Until next time, squirrel," she growled.

(rolled a 1) Wingnettle

[Forgetfulshape]

Icebeam dodged the attack, before following Dawnstar after hearing the retreat order. "Until next time, squirrel," she growled.

(rolled a 1) Wingnettle
Yin watched from a distance, his eyes cold with a dark hatred and anger for those who had shunned him. "..." He breathed tiredly. He walked away (rolled a 2; he has been spotted) but stepped on a twig and snapped it.

[JackHunt_17]

Cougarbite sighed as his leader called for a retreat. Releasing the tom he was upon, he fell back with his clan

[Forgetfulshape]

A low growl was heard nearby, as Yin walked out of some trees. "What's all this about..?" He spat, his eyes filled with hatred and fury. These clans sickened him, but he knew he had to join one in honor of his fallen sister.
Yin and Yang are siblings. Yang is Yin's younger sister, but she died of starvation, so Yin has vowed to join a clan in her honor.

[Rose]

Roseraven's defensive stance was a good idea, it made her steady and alert. She weaved her head in a curve, smoothly digging the attack. She wasn't going to back down like a coward. The two leaders had now sent out their messages.

"I think you should be the one running away now, if you want to follow your leader's orders." she said calmly. Her face was going inti that odd, stony expression she assumed when she pushed her emotions away.Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend Purrk Inactive


For a brief moment, Larkfire just stood there, claws digging into the ground beneath her paws. She wanted to finish the fight, until only one of them walked away living. But Lark had been in enough fights to know when an order to halt was a full-stop command. Shoulder lifting in a half-shrug, Larkfire turned to leave. "Right then. Goodbye."

Sparing one glance for her bloodied leader, the youngest enforcer made her way over to Mousepaw, slim tail flicking as she attempted to rest the tip on the youngster's shoulders, offering her quiet support where she could as she began exiting the battle field. Shadefrost's idiocies would just have to be dealt with later.

[ @Alchemist Kitsune (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16850) - Mousepaw | No need to reply :heartbounce: ]

[xavier.]

(Ok so this battle could end tomorrow so speed is of the essence from now on. Next post I’ll move muddy to pin sweet hesitate and leave them open to be attacked by Deadpool)


The collision had worked and Mudhound eyes narrowed as the warrior snorted, unhappy that the enemy didnt seem to be stunned or have any broken bones. Ah well, there was always the next blow.



Mudhound twitched, folded ear flicking back as they noted the tom in front of them glancing behind the tripod, someone was obviously trying to take advantage of their turned back (typical shadowclan) and his claw was a strike to distract from the attack. The maine coon mix wasnt born yesterday moron and they reared back, wincing as the claw still knicked them across the muzzle not the eye, and twisted on their paw in a spin to strike at the coward.


That it was an apprentice drew the warrior up short for a moment, could they really do this? But her unsheathed claws made the decision for Mudhound as they acted regardless.

Using their momentum they lashed out with a cracking slap at Sweetpaws head, claws out, aiming to stun the apprentice with a painful potentially concussing strike that'd send her out of the battle or at least thinking better of attacking a full grown warrior fast. It wasnt their aim that claws ripped through Sweetpaws head, in fact their claws were tilted back to prevent digging into a vulnerable fact but..... The claws were still out. There was still serious potential to tear if the apprentice moved wrong. Regrettable but not something Mudhound had time to focus on.


Completing their spin to face Deadpool once again they lunged forward teeth bared and face wincing as the movement pulled their new open wound. It was a large snapping strike to dig into an open throat or shoulder or anything Mudhound could sink teeth into and bite down hard, snarling like a dog as they did.


- Rani - xavier. -

Sweetpaw hissed as Mudhound aimed his claws at her head but ducked a little too late so both of her ears were bleeding profusely. Then, she lunged again at the warrior and aimed jaws at his hind leg, ready to clamp down."Merc with a mouth, I can't die. One foot in the grave, but I'm still alive. Try to kill me, I'll just revive."
• × | Deadpool | × •
He/they/it
Rapid recovery : Inactive

Deadpool mentally cursed at himself when his distraction didn't exactly work. Though it did land and leave a wound on the cat. Deadpool had no time to react when the thunderclan warrior turned around to slam the apprentices head but luckily Sweetpaw ducked in time. Deadpool then watched as the squirrel turned to face them and lunged forward. Deadpool could feel teeth sink into its shoulders letting out a angry and pained hiss. Deadpool then heard the call of Dawnstars retreat. Deadpool snapped his attention to Sweetpaw in hopes that she would take the look as to run back with the clan.

[Levi 99]

Crimson droplets trailed a torturous path down Shadefrost's flank and chest, each one a reminder of the searing pain that consumed his body. His injured shoulder throbbed in rhythmic agony, pulsating like a relentless drumbeat. With narrowed Sapphire blue eyes, he fixed his gaze upon Mousepaw, capturing the young apprentice's muttering within his ears, which twitched with a blend of annoyance and frustration. The disdain emanating from the apprentice had always been present, stemming from their very first encounter, but now it seemed to have reached new heights. A surge of discomfort coursed through Shadefrost, a twinge of guilt that penetrated deep within his core. He questioned his own dismissive nature, wondering if he had been too quick to disregard the apprentice's emotions. If only he had taken the time to understand Mousepaw before the battle, perhaps the hostility wouldn't have taken such a fierce hold. Yet, self-reflection had to be set aside for now. In the midst of the chaos, the leader's commanding yowl pierced the air, beckoning for a retreat. Confusion wrapped around Shadefrost, his gaze shifting towards the injured molly, whose bloodied form sent shock throughout his being. Concern welled up within him, overpowering the tension that had simmered between him and Mousepaw. The decision to withdraw was unexpected, but the sight of the wounded Dawnstar spoke volumes. Knowing that the battle was far from won, Shadefrost reluctantly accepted the wisdom behind the leader's call. Though each step he took sent fresh jolts of pain through his body, he limped forward, joining Mousepaw and the others.

(@Alchemist Kitsune Okay the Maplepaw thing was totally my fault. Didn’t realize I was typing that. Sorry.)

[Wingnettle]

Icebeam dodged the attack, before following Dawnstar after hearing the retreat order. "Until next time, squirrel," she growled.

(rolled a 1) Wingnettle

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 23 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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"Go back to your mom, rat!" He spat back as Dawnstar gave the order to retreat, and Thunderclan could finally take a breath of relief. He cheered with his clanmates, yowling at the fleeing Shadowclanners with triumph in his voice. "You will never have Sunkissed Creek!"

But truth told, he was feeling a failure inside. His blows hadn't hit one single time, and all he was able to do was resist the enemy's attacks. Good thing Flameheart didn't see me. I was... pathetic. He lowered his gaze as the last of Shadowclan disappeared into the forest, lost in his thoughts.

They had won this battle.

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[Bean]

A low growl was heard nearby, as Yin walked out of some trees. "What's all this about..?" He spat, his eyes filled with hatred and fury. These clans sickened him, but he knew he had to join one in honor of his fallen sister.
Yin and Yang are siblings. Yang is Yin's younger sister, but she died of starvation, so Yin has vowed to join a clan in her honor.

Wildtwist
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- Assuming this is before the death of Yin -

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Wildtwist had just been on a stroll when a familiar scent flooded his nose. He crept up and saw the kittypets he had seen at the battle. A low growl filled his throat. "Kittypet!" he hissed, leaping out of the bushes. "You are trespassing, Again. You need to leave, ThunderClan doesn't allow trespassers on our land," He hissed. He slid out his claws, prepared to fight the kittypet.

[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Springpaw could’ve swore that she felt the muscles in her throat tighten as her ears took in the amount of doubt and hesitance that rose in Drizzlecloud’s tone. She hoped that Gentledoe was okay, but she wasn’t fully certain of it. From the scarring behind the bandages on Gentledoe’s face… it was deemed to be positive that the molly wasn’t going to be alright. Not physically, nor mentally. Great StarClan this was a mess. It was a battle that could’ve been prevented if Dawnstar didn’t come along to try to take over ThunderClan territory. All it did was cause a massive strain to her own clan. A strain that could only be fixed as time passed by, and hopefully not worsened by any more unnecessary bloodshed or violence. A stifled breath escaped the calico’s maw, eyes shifting back up towards Drizzlecloud as her ears listened to her next set of words.

They were going to have to require more poultice to Gentledoe’s wounds and change out the cobwebs. Springpaw felt a little burst of relief rush through her veins when Drizzlecloud seemed to take up her offer of using moss to clean out any infection or debris on wounds. As, since it could be used to soak up blood from leaking wounds, they could use it to hopefully help with some other patients who were in a dire need for clinical attention. Another heavy tug was felt within the apprentice’s chest, her eyes drifting away from Drizzlecloud’s. Was Drizzlecloud… okay after the whole ordeal? Springpaw wanted to ask, she wanted to speak, but the words were stuck so pitifully in her throat that she couldn’t fully comprehend them outwards. She could clearly see that Drizzlecloud was suffering. That she couldn’t fully grasp the traumatic experience of helping out a clinical patient at paw. Springpaw wanted to help, to express some words to the older molly… but she couldn’t. She would only just make the matters worsen if she tried.

As the heavy, dreadful cloud of silence drew among the two, Springpaw couldn’t help but glance her eyes downwards towards the red stains on her usually white paws, her stomach lurching from the horrid sight itself. This… was something that she was going to have to get used to, wasn’t it? The feeling of having a cat’s blood slowly smearing into her fur while she worked on them? The way the crimson liquid stuck onto her paws made Springpaw feel heavily sick to her stomach, her muscles still and tight as her paws shook in place. She didn’t like the feeling of having someone’s blood stuck to her own paws, it only made her feel sicker than she wanted to be. She was going to clean them off as soon as they got back to camp, and hopefully get the feeling of Gentledoe’s blood off of her afterwards. She already felt enough shame as it was witnessing her missing an eye, she didn’t want to risk anything else happening to her while she healed.

Her thoughts on the matter were quickly subsided as Drizzlecloud’s voice broke through the tense silence, oriental-shaped ears angling themselves in Drizzlecloud’s direction as the calico silently listened to her speak. She… was proud of her? A ripple of both shock and surprise rippled through the calico, fluttering her eyes shut as the tip of her tail twitched daintily. Drizzlecloud was proud of her. She thanked her for helping her even if she was scared out of her mind. A slow, shaky smile drew across her maw, oceanic hues locking with Drizzlecloud’s jade-green. “I… T-thank you, Drizzlecloud,” she stammered, trying to catch the voice in her throat, “I’ll try my hardest to not be so frightened next time… I’ll get used to doing this eventually.”

Stars, the word eventually felt so wrongly to slip out, but it was what Springpaw could merely muster. Her throat muscles felt so tight at the moment that she almost felt like she was going to pass out due to the lack of airflow. Her breathing remained shallow and her chest remained tight. She distracted herself against the uncomfortable tight feeling as her ears listened to Drizzlecloud telling Sparrowpelt to carry Gentledoe back to camp, her eyes dreadfully watching as the tom agreed and swiftly carrying the warrior like it wasn’t much of an issue. It didn’t feel right watching as the warrior carried the newly scarred molly back to camp. It just felt severely wrong and uncomfortable in many ways, but she knew it was necessary. Her blue eyes then turned over towards the familiar pelt of Bumblestar, the apprentice forcefully swallowing back a nervous lump as her eyes stared at the red crimson staining her pelt. She was bound to be used to this by now, but it wasn’t easy. This being her first battle wasn’t simple to take in either. Great StarClan she just wanted to go back to camp.

As much as the medicine cat apprentice wanted to respond to the leader’s offer, she held herself back. Yes, it was guilty of her to hold back her own set of words to respond to the leader, but it was best if her mentor did it. She was the clan’s main medicine cat, after all. She should be doing the talking, not her. But that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t nod to the leader in thanks. She knew that Bumblestar was merely offering herself to help the two new medics, after all.

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Omari lio SuspiciousMindz dino.

[carmen]

foxflurry

Her paw slipped around his, and he fell. Skidding to a stop, she made to jump onto his exposed belly only to find that he had stood up once again and she tumbled to the side. The rage that seemed to be seeping from his body meant nothing to her. There was no one in ShadowClan worth avenging, they were all murderers and torturers and a cult following a leader due to fear instead of loyalty. Not that ThunderClan was very different anymore. Fear seemed to be a stronger motivator than loyalty ever had been.

They stood there for a moment, green eyes glaring at blue. A reflection of hatred. She recognized this cat, barely, but something about the black tabby sparked her memory. Things she wanted to forget, memories she had erased, this cat barely a few feet away. He had fought Thrushstar, hadn't he? Fought Thrushstar as she went up against Thornclaw and Shadowfur. Thornclaw, a fool, and Shadowfur, a murderer. Neither of them deserved to walk out of that battle, and only one of them had, so she supposed they had paid their dues. But this one had left, and it seemed as if this one remembered her as well.

Why did he act like he cared? Thornclaw didn't deserve pity. And if Darkfall was going to have his revenge, she'd have heard. Revenge for what they'd done to Pebblepaw, made her sister terrified of leaving camp, made her blame herself for the deaths of clanmates, the way that ShadowClan punished those who crossed their borders by leaving a mark of death, but then proceeded to do the same themself. A clan of hypocrites. Everyone knew it. Why did they care so much about borders. A six moon old wasn't good to kill a warrior. A six moon old should've been escorted back to the border and instead they'd starter a war.

This wasn't separate, rather nothing but a second part of what had happened four moons ago. A continuation to make them pay for the five clanmates who hadn't came home. "Yeah." Her eyes didn't move from his face, watching as he seethed, watching as spite flew from his lips. Disappoint? She'd try her best. Her attacks came from fury and surprise, and she only had one of those at the moment. Defense was what was forced upon her instead.

She ducked, preparing to try for the same technique as before, only to have a paw slam down on her shoulder, cutting through fur and skin. She hissed as she drew back, blinking back the pain before leaping again, jumping towards his head, claws outstretched. Should she miss, she'd roll on the ground. It'd hurt her shoulder but she didn't like the directions they were facing.

yep! sorry this took so long :sob: //

Darkclaws

[Forgetfulshape]

Wildtwist
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- Assuming this is before the death of Yin -

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Wildtwist had just been on a stroll when a familiar scent flooded his nose. He crept up and saw the kittypets he had seen at the battle. A low growl filled his throat. "Kittypet!" he hissed, leaping out of the bushes. "You are trespassing, Again. You need to leave, ThunderClan doesn't allow trespassers on our land," He hissed. He slid out his claws, prepared to fight the kittypet.
"Look, I'm not here to fight. I only came to question what was going on." Yin sounded rougher than before, and his eyes were a bit duller than before and quite sullen, too. "And before you ask where my sister went, she's dead. She died of starvation because of you 'clan cats' shunning us."

[Bean]

Wildtwist
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- Assuming this is before the death of Yin -

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He growled at the kittypet. Wildtwist didn't flinch at the mention of the Cat's sister's death. Of course Kittypets couldn't survive without twolegs. "I don't care. You are Tresspassing. I am giving you until the count of three to scramble back to your twoleg." The ThunderClan warrior didn't give a damn about some kittypet death. And he certainly wasn't going to let this kittypet trespass.

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin][/COLOR][/FONT]

[Forgetfulshape]

Wildtwist
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He growled at the kittypet. Wildtwist didn't flinch at the mention of the Cat's sister's death. Of course Kittypets couldn't survive without twolegs. "I don't care. You are Tresspassing. I am giving you until the count of three to scramble back to your twoleg." The ThunderClan warrior didn't give a damn about some kittypet death. And he certainly wasn't going to let this kittypet trespass.

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin][/COLOR][/FONT]
"That's the problem; my owner is a neglectful and abusive meanie. I can't go back to him on fear of death by his hands." Yin looked slightly terrified when Wildtwist mentioned the Twoleg who had been neglecting and abusing him.

[Bean]

Wildtwist
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Oh, so now the kittypet was trying to distract them by talking. They wern't going to fall for that. "Did I ask?" they growled to the kittypet. They stalked closer, and raised their hackles. "Two. If you don't leave, I will attack you," he growled.

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin]

[Forgetfulshape]

Wildtwist
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Oh, so now the kittypet was trying to distract them by talking. They wern't going to fall for that. "Did I ask?" they growled to the kittypet. They stalked closer, and raised their hackles. "Two. If you don't leave, I will attack you," he growled.

LongForgottenSnowyPelt [Yin] Yin had started to back away now. "P-Please, don't hurt me!" He pleaded for mercy. It wasn't worth it. Then the realization set in of how terrified Yin was.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Mousepaw |

Mousepaw wasn't certain what he would have done if Shadefrost had put up more of a resistance and refused to leave. The fact that he didn't have to find out felt like a refreshing victory at this point, and he would not question it. With his auntie also able to fall back and not need to press forward with her own battle, the tom could feel the relief slowly easing his shoulders. Shoulders which now felt the enforcer's tail gently on them, comforting. Turning to face her with an appreciative look upon his features - it was just so revitalizing to have someone acting like a proper warrior right now - he halted, faltering momentarily as verdant hues caught on a horrifying scene.

He was done. They were done. The fight was over. Both leaders had called their warriors to a halt. So then why was that ThunderClanner still trying to rip Starry's mentor to shreds?!

"You leave Sir Bits alone!"

Mousepaw had his orders. He was to leave the fight. To retreat. But what happened if ThunderClan refused to allow them such? Where they supposed to just sit back and watch as this fiendish clan murdered ShadowClanners? Heedless of Dungstar's words?

It had been without a thought that he had leaped into the fray, a gray blur as he moved towards the two still fighting cats with every intent of protecting Starry's mentor. He would not be returning to camp to give Starry the news that Hawkbite was no longer with them. Starry would have a happy apprenticeship. She would never feel like her mentor had abandoned her. Not if he could help it!

With a yowl, Mousepaw jumped, attempting to surprise the attacker with a leap from behind. If successful, he would hold firm onto the ThunderClan cat's back, attempting to ground them so Hawkbite could make his escape. He had no intention to be lethal. Unlike this dark brown menace, he had a sense of honor. Normally, he wouldn't even consider such a low handed tactic as attacking from the back, but desperate situations required desperate actions, and Hawkbite would make it back to ShadowClan, so help him StarClan.

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x ghostie [Asterdance] | Rose [Larkfire] | Levi 99 [Shadefrost] | SuspiciousMindz [Hawkbite]
| Legitimately thought it had been on purpose and it was Shadefrost throwing some shade. I loved it. I can edit the post if you want, but if you want to leave it we can blame it on Shadefrost genuinely being pretty roughed up. :heartbounce:

Also, ghostie. Power play permits for Aster and Mouse if you'd like. :eyes: |

[Rani]

- Rani - xavier. -

Sweetpaw hissed as Mudhound aimed his claws at her head but ducked a little too late so both of her ears were bleeding profusely. Then, she lunged again at the warrior and aimed jaws at his hind leg, ready to clamp down.



"Merc with a mouth, I can't die. One foot in the grave, but I'm still alive. Try to kill me, I'll just revive."
• × | Deadpool | × •
He/they/it
Rapid recovery : Inactive

Deadpool mentally cursed at himself when his distraction didn't exactly work. Though it did land and leave a wound on the cat. Deadpool had no time to react when the thunderclan warrior turned around to slam the apprentices head but luckily Sweetpaw ducked in time. Deadpool then watched as the squirrel turned to face them and lunged forward. Deadpool could feel teeth sink into its shoulders letting out a angry and pained hiss. Deadpool then heard the call of Dawnstars retreat. Deadpool snapped his attention to Sweetpaw in hopes that she would take the look as to run back with the clan.

Oh Deadpool noble aspirations for a shadowclan cat but if Sweetpaw wanted to run she should’ve took the opportunity to do so when Mudhound claws struck true and she heard Dawnstars call. As is Mudhound let out a muffled howl still biting into the shadowclan warriors shoulder as the apprentice sunk teeth into their heel. In the thunderclan tripods mind the message was clear, Sweetpaw would not retreat and need to be made to.

Lifting the one back leg they had (the one Sweetpaw had bitten onto) Mudhound rocked forward onto their front legs, using their hold on Deadpool to help lift them. A potentially painful move for the warriors as latched teeth tugged on them but more so for Sweetpaw as Mudhound kicked with their captured paw, claws out. Let go now little apprentice or be kicked in the mouth. Either way Mudhound was wrenching the leg from her grip with a wince, letting go of Deadpool and pushing back to once more whirl on the younger cat.

They were less forgiving this time however and the apprentice would learn why to not cross thunderclan and why to run while they could as Mudhound used their large body and entire force to ram the apprentice over prone into the dirt and pin them to the ground with a clawed front paw. The intention was to bite, maim an ear or a shoulder, to badly injure but not kill and then release the apprentice to send them packing. But as Mudhound stood they couldn’t even do that. This was no savage shadowclan rat, the Maine coon could see it in her eyes. This was a scared apprentice following the orders of a dictator like a fool who had no choice but to obey or run. And she couldn’t run, for reasons Mudhound didn’t know and couldn’t. So the thunderclan warrior hesitated, freezing above the apprentice fang bared but eyes thawing and regretful.

The hesitation if noble would cost Mudhound though. They’d forgotten Deadpool and their entire side and head was open to attack.

(PP permission to pin from kay. Xavier you now had permission to rip muddy off of sweets so sweets can run and claw up their side if you wish. Can I also request Deadpool puts a bunch of knicks in one of Mudhound ears if it’s alright? My next muddy posts will only be reactions to being injured and retreating after Xavier’s turn we can call it there I think!)

[Ian]

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Green eyes snapped toward Lioncrest as he came flying toward her, aiming to crush her with his weight. Too bad a lot of ShadowClan cats relied on their brawn, and she knew how to deal with it.

Vixensnarl dropped and lunged, twisting sideways as she did and raised a forepaw in an attempt to rake her claws across Lioncrest's underbelly as he flew over her. Whether it landed or not, the second her side impacted the ground she was rolling to her paws, whipping back around to face her opponent.

~Lioncrest~

This snake was a quick striker...

As the golden giant flew overtop of his target, thin ribbons of pain flared to life along his underbelly. While his long pelt had offered some cushioning, his opponent's claws were still able to pierce the softer flesh of his stomach. Front paws hit the ground and claws dug into the soft earth, leaving shallow grooves as he used his momentum to swing around and face the viper that dared to accept his challenge.

"Did you believe Bumblestar's warning to be empty threats?" he growled, adjusting his stance to rest his bodyweight lower to the ground to solidify his position and protect his belly from further damage. "Let me dissuade you of that naivety."

Launching himself towards the enemy she-cat with a snarl, the golden tom aimed several swipes towards the smaller cat's face. If he couldn't overwhelm her with his size, he'd simply have to outlast her endurance.[/QUOTE]
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The Enforcer's lip curled at Lioncrest's words, but she was unable to retort as he began to aggressively swipe at her face. She was forced to backpedal, not wanting to be stunned by one of his blows. Unfortunately, Vixensnarl wasn't used to fighting territory with as much undergrowth as ThunderClan's and a hindleg got tangled as she backed up, causing her to stumble.

A yowl of pain left the tabby's mouth as one of Lioncrest's blows landed into her head, sending her crashing into the ground. She was quick to scramble her paws, but before she could make another move she heard Dawnstar's call for a retreat.

With one last hateful glare toward the ThunderClan warrior, Vixensnarl turned to speed through back the undergrowth with her fleeing Clanmates.

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Mind whirling for battle moves to perform as Starlingpaw brought to mind their fighting training, the lanky feline was quite satisfied when their first blow landed. Annoyingly enough, though, their reaction time was a tad slow, and Starlingpaw only had a moment to brace for impact as their opponent successfully bowled them to the ground.

'Toad.' The ThunderClanner had called them a toad. Starlingpaw didn't waste another moment in thought, instead letting their paws and forelegs kick into action, claws attempting to open a wound in Hazelpaw's exposed underbelly.
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The Siamese only had a moment to feel triumphant before claws started tearing into her underbelly. With a shriek of pain, she brought up a forepaw and aimed to slam it down on Starlingpaw's face multiple times to try and daze her before scrambling off.

Before she could follow up, both leaders called a retreat, and despite her pain Hazelpaw bared her teeth in a snarl. "You heard your leader, toad! Get the hell off our territory before I beat the crap outta ya!"

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
[Ahh totally late! Just wrapping up]

Dawnstar's voice rang out clear enough and the dark medicine cat had no qualms. His green eyes stayed on the Thunderclanner he'd had pinned even as he backed away to let her up. She threw a few taunts in his direction but nothing penetrated. The battle was over and that was all. Waiting to ensure the Thunderclanner would do nothing frog-brained, the dark medicine cat turned to survey the field of injured cats. He didn't see any Shadowclanners on the ground so he assumed they'd all find their way to where they knew to be if they needed his assistance. Then he turned and made his way swiftly back to camp to prepare.


**Cougarivy**

It was over before she even really got started, again. She shrugged and moved away form her opponent without another glance. She moved to the edge of the trees and waited to make sure the rest of Shadowclan got out without incident then promptly followed in the back.

[dino.]

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