Common Goal [P]

[Moonraven]

Oh! Stars that hurt. Her body twisted in an uncomfortable position as she remained sprawled out in the grass. She had tuckered down in some overgrown heather, but this was not an ideal place to have kits. She hadn't even realized that she was pregnant until around seven sunrises ago when she noticed something was actually moving inside her. She probably should have told someone, but she was still wrapping her head around the fact that she had little living beings inside her. This was never supposed to happen, ever, so how had it happened and when... Twilightstar couldn't remember, trying to go back that far resulted in her scars throbbing and unwanted trepidation so she stopped trying to figure it out.

She's been doing so good keeping her head wrapped around everything else that didn't have to do with her. Her clanmates made it easy to forget when she had all of their worries to deal with. So she forgot, all the way till she went on her usual patrols, but the brats clearly didn't enjoy being ignored and decided that here and now of all times was the greatest place to be born. Twilightstar snarled to herself. Her water broke and then the contractions hit her hard, this felt like obtaining all nine of her lives again, but actually, worse so much worse.

One, she counted, with each new arrival. He was big, solid gray-blue, but didn't say much. Two, she was petite compared to her brother, a long coat of lilac fur and quiet like the first. Three, bigger than Two but a little smaller than One, she was jet black and reminded Twilightstar greatly of her mother, she was a loud crybaby. Four, another male, about the same size as Three, a solid dark brown coat, and howler just like his sister. Finally, the last one came, a bright ginger tom, frail, and tiny. His mewls were broken sometimes he opened his mouth and made a sound, other times nothing came. Five concerned her, she quickly cleans him and stuck him in between the biggest gray tom and black she-cat. How much time has passed? It felt like an eternity.

There was so much blood, she didn't think she was supposed to be losing that much. Everything ached and she was tired, she needed to get up and get the little ones back to camp. She was far too exposed and the two refused to shush, no matter how much she licked them. Twilightstar felt like she must be doing something wrong, were they cold or too warm? Why weren't they suckling. She knew they were born deaf and blind, but in her agitation and stress was unable to recall what Midnightstalker had said about suckling, did they start directly after birth or not. Everything hurts.

She stretches what limbs she moves, her tail felt like a weight itself as she did her best to curl it around the five kittens. What was that?! Her ears shot up but she was unable to lift her head from where they rested on her paws. Something was wrong so so wrong, she needed to get up but she no energy.

MOVE! She spat and hissed within her head as fear and panic slowly trickled into her mind. Twilightstar could usually fight through all her emotions and move her body into action through will alone. She'd done it repeatedly through all the bad, her mental fortitude knew no bounds, but her body could only within so much, she was not without her physical limits. As more and more blood drained from her, she felt herself slipping between the veil of life and death.

Those are wings! She could hear them, barely, getting closer and closer. Her eyelid fluttered once, twice, before falling shut. Her chest rose once more before it finally stops as her heart pumped its last beat as her life left her.
@Undertaker

[Undertaker]

@Moonraven
It was a gloomy day today, the clouds were ominous and gray, Dawnstar had been expecting a storm, but the rain never came. After finishing her daily patrols near the borders of the outskirts, she brought herself over to WindClan's border. It's been a while since she'd done anything with the bunnies, by no they had to have more than enough time to recover from before. With the dogs dealt with, Dawnstar had yet to decided whether to pick on the bunnies or deal with the insolate guppies. Those fish were overstepping their boundaries and Dawnstar's been so kind to them since her mother's departure.

The hefty leader of the shadow froze and angeled her ears towards a strange sound. She's heard crying kits from her nursery before, they were annoying, but tolerable considering they served as ShadowClan's future. She wouldn't find it strange to hear kits by the outskirts considering how often the young were left alone, but this was near the WindClan border? Confused and curious, Dawnstar picked up the pace and hastily finished covering the distances between the border and herself.

She stopped by the scent marks across the pine trees that marked her border, the stretch of open land beyond it seemed empty at first until a violent gust of wind brought her an array of scents. She could smell blood, birth, and WindClan. The mewling had stopped but Dawnstar's curiosity had yet to ebbed so she walked past the border and straight into WindClan's territory. She didn't get too many paw steps in before this wail pierced her ears. She's never heard a newborn cry like this, it was loud and so full of pain. Intrigued, she started off in the direction towards the sound, ignoring the way the wind whipped past her ears distracting her.

Her eyes widen a fraction when she located the sound, there was a bird, a vulture, a mass of lilac fur, and she counted four squirming kits near the belly, the screaming had come from the fifth one that had been dragged away from its siblings. The beak of the vulture had punctured straight through the...

Now that was just cruel even for her. It wasn't hard, pouncing on the bird's back as it was solely focused on devouring the little ginger kit. The neck snapped, crushed underneath the immense pressure set by her jaws as they wrapped around the windpipe. Dawnstar took great pleasure in hunting large birds of prey, although she's never hunted a turkey vulture before. It died easily enough, she left the body and snatched the bloody deceased kit, eyes narrowing at the sight of several shadows circling from above.

Dropping the ginger kit near the molly's head, a low growl rumbled through her chest as she recognized her handy work. "It just had to be you." Dawnstar spat staring down at Bunnystar as if personally offended she was here. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, no sign of life at all. There were a billion questions running through Dawnstar's mind, but she couldn't concentrate on them, her adrenaline kicked in hard when another vulture landed nearby. She whipped around to lash at it with extended claws, clipping the side of its face when it came close to snatching another kit.

She could already imagine the misery on Bunnystar's face when she found out one of her kits was dead, and it pissed her off! Dawnstar was the only one allowed to make the Bunny's life a living hell. These birds were going to pay for this. With her fur fluffed up, golden amber eyes consumed with rage, tail whipping around her behind her, and mouth agape with her lips peeled back, Dawnstar made quite an intimidating sight. She was going to kill every single one of these damn birds and she didn't care how many lives it cost her!

Her ears twitched as she heard the soft groan from where she positioned herself over the unmoving queen and kits, her eyes pierced the light green one as it finally open. She had to turn away, snarling at another damn bird as she swooped far too close to Dawnstar's face for her liking. Why the hell were there so many freaking birds here! "Hurry up and get up, Bunnystar, you're in my way!" The hulking leader snapped but figured pretty quickly that other wasn't going to be of much help here.

[Moonraven]

It hurt! Just as terrible as everything else she's lost hurt. After her heart fractured just a little more, she wanted to bleed an ocean through her eye. Her soul felt wafer-thin. Her body trembled and chilled. Waking up and see her dead kit had been a shock to her, but as usual, she had no time to grieve or apologize, a voice pulled her out of her despite. Intense amber eyes shot a sharp glare at her, Twilightstar couldn't be alarmed, the vultures above didn't let her. She didn't have the time to analyze what was going on, just knew that there were birds of prey, Dawnstar, and her kits. The other leader seemed to be keeping the birds away from her and the kits, and that's all Twilightstar really needed to focus on.

She couldn't be alarmed or distrustful, too much to lose to focus on emotions like that right this second. Her body felt off like she was trying to swim through mud. Twilightstar was pretty sure she needed to rest, but the cries from the birds had her forcing herself to get up and move. She could hear two of the kittens whining in protest as she gathering her trembling paws and turned herself so that she was laying full on her belly instead of her side, dumping her kittens into the grass below. She squirming her way out for underneath the huge dark tabby and cast her gaze towards the sky with a startled expression. So many, so so many vultures.

She has seen large birds flying in the sky overhead in swarms like this before, but they didn't normally disturb her or her clan and they never came this low before. Was it because she had lost a life? The blood? Why- she cut off her thoughts and gave a shaky hiss, jerking back to bump into the solid molly behind her when a foot full of talons came shooting down at her. She had been mistaken, it wasn't her it was after but the body of her kit. Her muscles refused to work with her, the loss of blood made her slow and sluggish, and her claws missed their mark after she attempted to grab the body before the bird.

She was stuck watching the vermin drag him away and the birds land in a frenzy to pick the body apart. The mewls behind her reminded her of the other four surviving kits and their impending deaths if something wasn't done immediately. She glanced at Dawnstar once more before opening her maw wide and letting out a loud shrill yowl that traveled with the wind. She had to have some clanmates within the territory, this wasn't a battle anyone can win alone. She just didn't have the energy to assist Dawnstar so they would have to.

(Cats in WindClan can go ahead and post)
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[spade]

[ sliding snowy in here since you'd said it was okay ^^ ]

Breaching the camp walls wasn't easy, but after ditching Skyleaf and Icepaw and waiting for another good opportunity, Snowypaw was off in a sprint, dashing across the moorland with starling speed for such a young apprentice. The wind ruffled their feathery white fur, picking up a bit more now that they were out on the more exposed moorland. "I did it!" they cried, leaping mid stride and stretching their forepaws and hind legs out from them. Free as a bird! Free as a -

What was... that? An awful stench hit Snowypaw like a solid rock, causing them to skid to a halt with soil flying up in the wake of their paws. Distant cries and the sight of large winged creatures caused the young apprentice to let out a pitiful squeak, blue eyes as round as the full moon. What were those things?? They were larger than any cat they'd ever seen, and seemed to be picking at something...

"That's Twilightstar! And the shadow cats leader!" Quickly their heart quickened, thundering like horse hooves in their chest. Fear paralyzed them and their paws felt rooted to the ground below. Trembles racked their body as they stood, wide eyes and terrified at the scent unfolding before them. Between the scent of blood, the tiny mewling, the screech of vultures, and their noble leader valiantly trying too defend herself, Snowypaw felt as though the anxiety bubbling within them would very well knock them off their paws.

"Help! Help, someone help!" Their voice was shrill, hoping to be loud enough for any other warriors to hear that might be near by as the young apprentice charged forward, claws out and breathing coming in quick. "You leave Twilightstar alone, you big dumb birds!" Still terrified and fearful, yet no longer stuck still, Snowypaw leapt towards one of the birds, lifting a small unsheathed claw to try to nick a low hanging wing. The large vulture cried in pain, it's head turning around and snapping beak landing close to Snowypaw's face and the apprentice tumbled backwards as the vulture turned on her. "Aaaaaah!" came their cry, claws up in the air to bat away the striking beak.

This wasn't as much fun as they thought it would be!

[Tiabirb]

Huh....why were there vultures circling? Swiftfire thought as she stared upon the swarming flock from where she had been hunting. But with such large predators around, what prey would be anywhere near here now?

So what were they descending for?

Her answer came as a shrill yowl. A call for help. And with a pulse of alarm, Swiftfire realized...that was Twilightstar! She needed help! Letting off her own shrill battle-cry, Swiftfire streaked down the slope in the direction of the crow-food birds.

She arrived on scene in heartbeats, having run faster than she had ever done in her life. And upon arriving, she quickly took mental notes as she raced for the closest crow-food eater she saw.

One. There was blood. And a lot of it.

Two. Dawnstar was there. Deal with that later.

Three. There were...kits?! And one of them was being picked apart at this moment.

"Twilightstar!" Swiftfire yowled, and she hurled herself onto the back of one of the feasting vultures while it was busy with the dead kit. It squawked and flapped its massive wings, bouncing in circles to dislodge its attacker.

Swiftfire clawed at its bald head, scarlet drops spattering her face and chest, and her hind claws furiously tore feathers from its foul-smelling back. "You messed with the wrong kits, you worthless piece of vermin!" She spat. The vulture twisted its head and snapped its beak at her, catching her leg in its beak as it did. With a screech, Swiftfire yanked her leg free, ignoring the fresh slice across her foreleg from the creature's sharp beak as she jumped free and landed.

With the vulture's gaze distracted now, Swiftfire flattened her ears and hissed with every bit of her fury put into the sound. "You're gonna regret messing with these kits... we're send you back to your nests in pieces!"

[~Fierce~]

~Darkclaw~

Darkclaw was padding around Windclan territory, close to the Shadowclan border. Since they weren't allowed to hunt any rabbits, maybe the Shadowclan border would have some other prey.

Secretly though, there was another reason she was heading towards the Shadowclan border. Sure, there were two other borders, but Shadowclan was still mean. Darkclaw was wary and wanted to make sure there wasn't any Shadowclan scent over the border, on the Windclan side.

As she got closer, she heard a yowl ahead. Carefully just in case, Darkclaw swiftly and softly, she padded closer to the border. She hid and peeked at the border. What she saw astonished her.

Twilightstar was there, and so was Dawnstar. Darkclaw was about to attack Dawnstar when she noticed the vultures. And the kits. And the other Windclan cats. Ignoring Dawnstar, for now, Darkclaw burst out from her hiding place and ran over to the vulture. "You vulture! Leave my leader and these kits alone!" She yowled, leaping on one of the vulture's wings. She hung on and luckily the vulture couldn't flap away. But Darkclaw wasn't heavy enough. If the vulture brought on a burst of strength, it could easily flap away with Darkclaw. They would need more cats to help.

[Poprock]

@Moonraven (Open for someone to help Peach out and go get the herbs she needs)

Borage can help soothe upset stomachs and bring down fevers. They are pink and blue flowers. Dandelions are little yellow weeds that act like external poppyseeds. I have plenty of poppy seeds right? Yes I checked before I left, now what other herbs have I learned?
The Windclan medicine cat had wandered into the outskirts of the territory, needing a quiet place to think. It was so important that she knew every single detail of these herbs or someone could end up dead. She shuddered at the thought. No cat will die at my paws.

A strong coppery smell caught her attention. Blood? she thought, confusion evident on her face. All the way out here? The smell was too strong for it to be from prey. Unless an apprentice got sloppy with a kill, that much blood could only belong to a cat. Her pawsteps picked up now as she went to investigate, worry starting to grab hold of her.

As she neared, the sight that greeted her shocked her to her core. There in the dirt lay her leader, absolutely covered from the bottom down in blood. Near her were four bundles of fur, wet and weak. Wait... kits? Much like their mother, they needed medical attention immediately. It seemed as if she was too late to save the lifeless ginger kit...

No. She couldn't focus on that right now. And she certainly couldn't focus on the Shadowclan leader... helping? Nope. With the vultures swooping dangerously low overhead she knew she had a very limited amount of time to save Twilightstar and her new family. She rushed up to the bloodied cats. Taking advantage of her large size she leant over them as best as she could, trying to act as a shield.

"Twi? Its Peachfrost. I'm here to help you." She looked around, trying to assess the situation. She sniffed at the kits, trying to figure out what was wrong. Stars she wished she brought some herbs with! "Don't try to fight these vultures! You aren't strong enough!"

[wilt]

[On Mobile,Sorry :( ]

Moonsoot followed the band of cat towards the leader and her kits. She had kit’s???? Out here as well oh stars and birds trying to pick her off!?!?!? he was deeply confused but Moon almost instantly began to jump onto the large vulture, getting a talon to the face he was hit back down from the short amount air time he got.
Moon was bleeding from the long talon marks running down her face. Pouncing onto the same vulture he bit it’s wing but barley did any damage.
Moonsoot looked over to Peachfrost Wh-What do you need Peachfrost!?! He was frantic as he spoke,Covering his injured eye and left side of his face with his paw,Speaking to the medicine cat he was ready to bolt back to camp to get her herbs.
Taking a look over at his bloody leader ,Moon was in shock at the amount of blood was there. He just stood there frozen in place but flashing back to reality as he spoke. Twi? You gotta live dear. he mewed softly padding over to nudging her head then turned back to medicine cat after wiping his torn up face,his left eye was distorted there was no way in getting it back now., not to mention the large and long talon marks that had been basically engraved into his face now starting from his muzzle and ended at the left side of his face.

@Rockfall

[gs29513]

Why could life not be peaceful? Why could one nice night not last? Deadpaw had met an interesting cat at the gathering, not seen a hair of her sister, and was all set to relax when the yowling started. But she couldn't exactly ignore it. After all, several cats were already taking off in the direction of the sound, and not going would be horribly disloyal. It was unlikely her clanmates could dislike her anymore than they already did, but there was a kernel of her that didn't want any of them to get hurt. Maybe not even her family. On a good day.

She might have a lame paw, but she could still move. She was a Windclan cat after all. Her legs lengthened, and her paws flew across the ground, taking her over a small ridge in the direction of the scent of blood. What she saw was.......surprising to say the least. Twilightstar on the ground, Dawnstar standing over her. It took her a moment to realize that the Shadowclan leader wasn't actually trying to kill her leader, and the beating of wings drew her attention from the cluster of cats just a moment after she noticed the kits. Kits! Were they......who's were they?

But they weren't her main problem now. A vulture swooped towards her, and Deadpaw was forced to drop to the ground to avoid its reaching talons. As it wheeled about to face her, it's attention now firmly drawn, she unsheathed her claws. Swinging them in a vicious arc in the direction of its face, Deadpaw was pleased when they hit something. Unfortunately, they hit the beak, which moments later snapped forward. Yelping as a chunk of fur parted company with her shoulder, Deadpaw felt talons slice along her side. Stupid bird. Whipping her head around, she dug her teeth into the first meat she found, a few long feathers coming with her mouth as the bird took flight again with a screech.

[Rani]

Crowtooth admittedly had no clue where he was. The warrior had been digging out a new tunnel to nowhere and had randomly decided that here was a good location to pop out. Really it was nothing short of pure coincidence he was in the area, the tunneller was rather worried about the prey shortage going on in the clan and had hoped to dig into some burrow full of prey to feed the hungry clan. Still after awhile with no prey found and the irritation of being stuck underground in close quarters wore on you and the tunneller had made the decision to head up and take a look at where he was. Except he wasnt faced with just a blank stretch of territory when he did he instead found a disaster.

Vultures were eveywhere and his clanmates were already flooding in to deal with the threat. If things couldnt get worse of course that horrid menage of a cat was there, Dawnstar. It seemed no matter how little the situation could have to do with her the shadowclan cat was still involved and the tunneller bristled furious about the mere idea of her being anywhere near Twilightstar again. Twilightstar and her kits.... Dear starclan. It seemed that no matter how bad the situation was it could always get worse.

Twilightstar was pregnant?! When?! How?! Why hadnt she told anyone this was huge and now she was kitting along the shadowclan border while a hoard of vulture bore down and, oh god was that a kitten being ripped appart. He couldnt allow this not in the slightest for with a horrid roar he burst from the ground and charged fangs and claws bared. He short sprint left him out of breath but he'd managed to blindside a vulture completely knocking it out of the air and tearing into its throat. His vicious snarling became wet as the blood sprayed everywhere the warrior not caring in the slightest as he ripped into it not even processing the birds beak coming in and cutting a thin line on his face. Eventually though the bird went limp and furious and snarling the warrior turned to the next bird ready to assist any clanmates that need help and rip appart any bird that dared to try and go for their downed leader.

[open to help anyone thats having issues fair waring though his going full madman]