(hey, just thrush? moon over here is injured bad! she has it worse!)
Silverpaw grunted in suprise. He then jumped up and yelled, "Bad move, you fatso kittypet!" Moonkit yelped as some blood got in her eyes. (moon should see med soon, she's not gonna go herself) Moonkit ran at Silverpaw, despite her pain. She kept her claws sheathed, and landed on Silverpaw. "Leave all the cats alone, you big bully! Who do you think is more worthy, a bully or an honest, hard working, clan member?!" All Moonkit got for this was a clawed tail. Moonkit screeched in pain, then fell off Silverpaw, landing hard. She curled up in a ball and groaned. Silverpaw kicked her, over and over. "Weakling!" He cried, triumphant.
ENOUGH! LionFlop Shoved SilverPaw, He Held Back So He Wasn't Exiled For Slaughter.
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SILVS Is An Exiled ThunderClan Apprentice.
If He Is Needed, Mention Me.
ENOUGH! The Tom Shoved SilverPaw, He Held Back So He Wasn't Exiled For Slaughter.
Silverpaw growled. "Shut up, son-of-a-spoiled-kittypet!" He went right back to kicking Moonkit, who offered no resistance now. She was far too beaten and tired to so much a groan in pain. It was obvious she was hurting though, from her eyes.
(gonna haveta get other warrior help)
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Silverpaw laughed harder, than swiped at Thrushkit. He got him in the leg. It would bleed for a bit, but not much. He then swiped at Moonkit's face, leaving a long, kinda deep red mark on her face, down the side of it. "Hawhawhaw! Stupid kits! Go run to the nursery!" he guffawed as Moonkit cried out in pain. The wound on her face would leave a lasting scar, although it would fade with time. It oozed blood, and didn't look like it would stop soon. Silverpaw was on the ground rolling around and laughing, so he was in a good postition to get caught.
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Thrushkit fell to the ground in agony. He'd never felt anything like this! He squeaked as he started wailing. That hurt. It hurt really bad! He saw the demoted apprentice get more injured than him. He wasn't able to get over to them, though. He was blind with his pain!
Thrushkit fell to the ground in agony. He'd never felt anything like this! He squeaked as he started wailing. That hurt. It hurt really bad! He saw the demoted apprentice get more injured than him. He wasn't able to get over to them, though. He was blind with his pain!
Silverpaw ignored him and just kicked at Moonkit some more. Moonkit's eyes where dull with pain. She was sore all over. She looked at Thrushkit pleadingly. Get help, she was trying to convey to him. Get help!
Meanwhile, somewhere across the clearing with his back turned to the whole thing, a warrior named Darkfire groomed himself. He had gray fur and dark eyes.
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Silverpaw ignored him and just kicked at Moonkit some more. Moonkit's eyes where dull with pain. She was sore all over. She looked at Thrushkit pleadingly. Get help, she was trying to convey to him. Get help!
Meanwhile, somewhere across the clearing with his back turned to the whole thing, a warrior named Darkfire groomed himself. He had gray fur and dark eyes.
Once Thrushkit had gotten over the pain, he tried to stand. It was no use. He couldn't get steady on three legs. So instead he wailed.
The young apprentice entered the clearing with light and dainty pawsteps, even if she felt anything but that. It was a weird feeling, honestly, not feeling like she was on top of the world. It made her usually charismatic attitude feel heavy like a soggy pelt. Bleh, she HATED days like this. What the heck was this feeling? Whatever it was, it needed to leave her ALONE.
Magpiepaw was just about to maybe clean out the apprentices den, that was before she heard shrill cries or pain coming from a group of cats. A good chunk of them looked as young as kits. A older and cackling tom was beating these cats black and blue, especially that one he kept kicking over and over.
Dawnstar, she needed Dawnstar. That or some other Shadowclan enforcer. White blazing rage swelled in her blood. She couldn't fight this tom, Magpiepaw was far smarter than that. But whoever that cat was, they needed to get dragged out of camp, immediately.
She'd find someone... She didn't know who just yet, but she couldn't let her clan be in shambles. If she had the strength, or admittedly, the skills she would've killed that joke for a Shadowclan cat all by herself. But Magpiepaw wasn't irrational, she was possibly the smartest most agile cat to ever grace the earth, HAHAHA!
With that, she gave the kits one last glance before hurrying off to find Dawnstar, or some warrior willing enough to get off their rumps and do something!
Silverpaw ignored him and just kicked at Moonkit some more. Moonkit's eyes where dull with pain. She was sore all over. She looked at Thrushkit pleadingly. Get help, she was trying to convey to him. Get help!
Meanwhile, somewhere across the clearing with his back turned to the whole thing, a warrior named Darkfire groomed himself. He had gray fur and dark eyes.
Lionflop Got Tired To These Games, And Just Grabbed The Scruff Of Silverpaw, And Flopped Down On The Apprentice, Trapping Them.
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Money Don't Grow On Trees.
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SILVS Is An Exiled ThunderClan Apprentice.
If He Is Needed, Mention Me.
Loud, noise, and more trouble. Dawnstar was already tired and moody as it was, now she had to deal with mousebrains in the clearing. The Clan leader padded out of her den and found the cause of the commotion. Silverpaw was picking on the kits, well picking on might be too kind of a word. The scent of blood hung heavily in the air, and she noticed both kits sporting wounds.
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One of the cocky apprentices was acting up. The Clan leader sighed as she weaved around Magpiepaw and Lionflop to reach Silverpaw. With a powerful swing of her forepaw, she sweeps the cat's hindlegs out from underneath with enough force to dislocate the leg from the hip. She followed that up by bringing her other forepaw down with crushing pressure, unsheathing her huge claws, and sinking them into the tom's shoulder.
"You should know better than to attack clanmates without my orders, kits especially. Kits, demoted or otherwise, are not yours to touch." The leader hissed then opened her muzzle, and bit into Silverpaw's neck until she heard the small bones snap and the body lied still.
She left the body where it was and turned to peer at the injured kits with a frown. "When there is trouble, you should call for me or one of the Enforcers to handle it immediately. Not wait or stuff like this happens." Dawnstar growled with a frown as she noticed the damage Moonkit had obtained. "I'll expect an explanation for this, but first, you two need to visit the medicine cats." Pity Moonkit's punishment was almost up, if she was injured she'd have to wait to continue her training.
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Loud, noise, and more trouble. Dawnstar was already tired and moody as it was, now she had to deal with mousebrains in the clearing. The Clan leader padded out of her den and found the cause of the commotion. Silverpaw was picking on the kits, well picking on might be too kind of a word. The scent of blood hung heavily in the air, and she noticed both kits sporting wounds.
[HR Execution for Endangering and Harming Clanmates]
One of the cocky apprentices was acting up. The Clan leader sighed as she weaved around Magpiepaw and Lionflop to reach Silverpaw. With a powerful swing of her forepaw, she sweeps the cat's hindlegs out from underneath with enough force to dislocate the leg from the hip. She followed that up by bringing her other forepaw down with crushing pressure, unsheathing her huge claws, and sinking them into the tom's shoulder.
"You should know better than to attack clanmates without my orders, kits especially. Kits, demoted or otherwise, are not yours to touch." The leader hissed then opened her muzzle, and bit into Silverpaw's neck until she heard the small bones snap and the body lied still.
She left the body where it was and turned to peer at the injured kits with a frown. "When there is trouble, you should call for me or one of the Enforcers to handle it immediately. Not wait or stuff like this happens." Dawnstar growled with a frown as she noticed the damage Moonkit had obtained. "I'll expect an explanation for this, but first, you two need to visit the medicine cats." Pity Moonkit's punishment was almost up, if she was injured she'd have to wait to continue her training.
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
Magpiepaw watched with large brown eyes as Dawnstar slinked out of her den to assist the situation. She also watched as she weathered that apprentice down to a pebble, the soft crack of bones making her paw pads tingle. And NO, Magpiepaw was NOT CRAZY. She just thought it was exactly what they deserved and so what if she desperately wanted the chance to do that to another cat?
She scooted away from her incredibly awesome leader and also kept her maw firmly clasped shut. If she knew Dawnstar, she knew she was practically ticked off as of late. While Magpiepaw didn't quite know why, she wasn't about to be the reason Dawnstar starts fuming with anger.
Oooo, she'd definitely be telling Gracklepaw about this though! Hahaha! She couldn't wait to see his face.
A brown gaze flicked over to meet Dawnstar's eyes. She gave her leader a brisk nod, her gesture very big and animated. She then walked over to the apprentice den to see if anycats bedding needed to be changed. That is.... If she can find some moss.
Magpiepaw opened her mouth to ask as she turned back to her leader, but decided against it. She was the great Magpiepaw, was she not? A quick look would probably decide weather or not they need to be cleaned.