Swallowkit listened to the battle raging outside, uncharacteristically quiet. Her eyes were wide and her fur was all bushed out. At her sister's whine, she gave her a look of disbelief. "Are you crazy?" she demanded in a tiny hiss. "Those cats would rip you to shreds! They're EVIL!" She shivered, and pressed her face into her mother's dark fur to try and block out the horrible noises.
Cinderhive licked the top of Swallowkits head; happy that one of her kits talked some sense!
Sharkhail stayed in front of the nursery and kept a firm look on the battlefield. There were already a few cats protecting the nursery but he wasn't sure how well of his battle prowess. Perhaps cowardly, but he did not want to die before AzaeleaBlood had his kits. If a cat dared to get near the nursery he would rip the life from them.
Sproutfleck hissed loudly as claws grazed
his nose. Luckily, though, it wouldn't be too bad, the
tom noted privately. His hiss grew louder as his claws
were ripped from the tom's pelt, a tuft of their fur stuck
in his claws. That'd make it a whole lot hard to strike
properly, but no matter. He would make it work. When he
was charged, the front half of his body was out of the way,
but his haunches and tail were not. He rolled, and sprang up
again quickly, before attempting to rake his claws
on the tom's foreleg and bit his ear at the same time,
as a form of distraction.
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RiverClan Lionheart Purrks: Just a scratch (permanently active), Rapid Recovery (permanently active)
The Lionheart didn't gave a damn about his foreleg, and just lowered his head. As claws pierced his flesh, but what he cared about was his oppoent head.
It was his target.
As soon as his opponent's head went above him, trying to bite the place were his head was not even a second before. He gave a headbutt in the lower part of the jaw.
He then decided to play very brutal.
Tearing his foreleg off the claws, ignoring the wound totally, he charged back, keeping himself very close to his opponent, and when he could, trying to give powerful blows to the cat.
[Just to explain really quickly to you. He can ignore pain thanks to his purrk Just a scratch, and he can recover from the wound quicker thanks to Rapid Recovery.]
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Streampaw dodges her blows, by now she has memorized her style. The white molly leaps forward, aiming a hard blow at the she-cat's front leg. Then she dashes to her back, swiping at her back legs. The apprentice keeps doing this, blow after blow aimed at her legs, each one faster and more powerful than the next. Adrenaline courses through her as her attacks only become more vicious, her flurry of movements untrackable, like the wildest storm.
[ ¥ Emberfrost ¥ ]
Emberfrost quickly jumped to the side, avoiding Streampaw's harsh blows to her legs.
A snarl erupted from the RiverClan warrior. She grabbed her opponent by the scuff and pinned her down on the ground, attempting to rake her claws down Streampaw's flanks and hind quarters.
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In battle once more with Larkswoop, Sparrowsnarl barely dodged the claws, blood bubbling from the scratches and filling his nose with the scent of his own blood. Lunging forward, Sparrowsnarl used his strength to slam Larkswoop to the ground and bash her head into the stone.
[ ¥ Larkswoop - Flock Together Tier 2 ¥ ]
A shriek erupted from the ThunderClan molly's maw as her head hit the stone.
The she-cat lashed out desperately with her forepaws, aiming blows at her attacker's muzzle.
Larkswoop also kicked out with her hind legs, her claws ripping at Sparrowsnarl's belly and tearing tufts of fur. She had no idea whether or not she had caught flesh.
He narrowed his eyes at the warrior and got off of the warrior when a little kit ran onto the battle field. It was a riverclan kit, but a kit none the less. Mothdust grabbed the kit by the scruff and looked around for the nursery before dropping off the kit and running.
[ ¥ Shellwhisker - Agatha Kitty, Well Insulated ¥ ]
Shellwhisker yowled after the tom.
''And stay out! No one wants you here!''
[ @tallulah - Red v Shell can start now! <3 I'm sorry it took so long. ]
Nightspark
RiverClan Lionheart Purrks: Just a scratch (permanently active), Rapid Recovery (permanently active)
The Lionheart didn't gave a damn about his foreleg, and just lowered his head. As claws pierced his flesh, but what he cared about was his oppoent head.
It was his target.
As soon as his opponent's head went above him, trying to bite the place were his head was not even a second before. He gave a headbutt in the lower part of the jaw.
He then decided to play very brutal.
Tearing his foreleg off the claws, ignoring the wound totally, he charged back, keeping himself very close to his opponent, and when he could, trying to give powerful blows to the cat.
[Just to explain really quickly to you. He can ignore pain thanks to his purrk Just a scratch, and he can recover from the wound quicker thanks to Rapid Recovery.]
Sproutfleck yelped as his cheek was slammed
with a pair of large and powerful paws. He managed to
dodge a blow or two, and the headbutt to his jaws barely
landed as he skidded backward, sliding on the icy sludge.
He then lunged and tried to bite his ear with an attempt
to cause a tear. It was a slightly sloppy lunge, for when he
leaped his hind paw slipped with a painful twinge, sending a
lightning bolt of pain through his leg.
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Sunpaw was getting restless. She was confined to the apprentice den, for a crime she didn't commit. If she was going to prove her loyalty It was not by sitting in the apprentice den as her clanmates were fighting. Quietly she slipped out of the den. She bounded through the forest towards smallpines. "Bailey", Sunkit meowed, "look there's flowers in leafbare". Bailey padded over. The pine needles flying up with each pawstep. Sunpaw grabbed as many of the flowers as she could hold. She hoped five would be enough. Turning she ran back to camp.
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Sproutfleck yelped as his cheek was slammed
with a pair of large and powerful paws. He managed to
dodge a blow or two, and the headbutt to his jaws barely
landed as he skidded backward, sliding on the icy sludge.
He then lunged and tried to bite his ear with an attempt
to cause a tear. It was a slightly sloppy lunge, for when he
leaped his hind paw slipped with a painful twinge, sending a
lightning bolt of pain through his leg.
Nightspark
RiverClan Lionheart Purrks: Just a scratch (permanently active), Rapid Recovery (permanently active)
The massive tom easily dodged, putting his whole weight on his wounded leg without effect to him, he growled.
"Face the fury of our clan, suffer for your deeds. You are doomed, and you shall fall under our paws."
And then he prayed.
"StarClan give us your strength, let fury guide our claws and vengeance be our song!"
Meanwhile he charged again, no respite and no pity for them. He swept his claws, aiming at the side of the cat.
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[ ¥ Emberfrost ¥ ]
Emberfrost quickly jumped to the side, avoiding Streampaw's harsh blows to her legs.
A snarl erupted from the RiverClan warrior. She grabbed her opponent by the scuff and pinned her down on the ground, attempting to rake her claws down Streampaw's flanks and hind quarters.
Streampaw
Streampaw was hoping she'd do that, just as planned. She lets the attack land, going limp for a second, to throw her off. She then slips under her, putting two clawed paws on either side of Emberfrost's side, digging her claws deep into her flesh. Then she lifts herself up by her hold in her sides, her claws sinking deeper into her. Now all she has to do is not let go until she crushes her, because that's the only way she's getting her off.
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