Raise The Tide - Page 2

**Hex** · #11 Yesterday, 09:50 PM

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Tigerpelt
A medium, short-furred, ginger tom with ivy green eyes.
He/Him - 28 Moons - Thunderclan Warrior - Straight

Tags: @Rani ; Mudhound

Tigerpelt eyes widen as he watches in horror. He gritted his teeth together, and hissed deeply at the otter, latching onto its back leg. The tom clung onto the otter tightly, digging his claws into the otters's flesh. "You little rat!" Tigerpelt yelled, clamping his jaws onto the otter, but with no success in getting a good grip.

**sturgeonwind** · #12 Today, 02:10 AM

Dragonflycliff
(Image by Dolomedes)
female - she/her - 46 moons - thunderclan warrior -
"You're not alone. I'm here, with you."
- @vellichor -

Dragonflycliff waited for instructions before waiting with Violetfreckle. She seemed to have an idea on this so she just waited for her own opportunity, because it wouldn't be a great idea to pile on top of eachother like weaklings, that would just make them easier targets. Taking a look at these things, Dragonflycliff could see brown fur and teeth and she didn't like it, they looked horrendous. She was glad she wasn't dealing with the bigger ones, in all honesty. These things were scary for the fact they were tiny. Violet said something about getting it out of the water - probably some natural fighting thing, what were the otters, fish? RiverClanners? It didn't matter, Violetfreckle seemed to be trying to lure it out. "Alright." she meowed, not really sure what else to say. It looked too small to hurt any of them that badly. She'd be fine. Nettlescratch didn't need to worry.

Underestimate? Dragonflycliff knew that was a bad idea. Just because an attacker was small didn't make it not still a BIT dangerous. But for sure they could beat them. Two grown cats. Mhm. She had to stop trying to giggle when Violetfreckle started taunting it, because this was serious, yes yes!

Then suddenly she heard her name ringing in her ears, it was here, the otter. Ugly thing, but she would definitely kill it. Too small. She tried to launch at it, in an attempt to roll it over on to its back or something. It might be too small for that, but this wasn't a cat, so she needed new strategies. "What do we do? " she said, trying to be calm. Dragonflycliff needed an idea, because wildly flailing claws would do nothing good.