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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on Feb 27, 2007 17:44:35 GMT -5
Khansoul hesitated and looked at the nursery and then at Jadeeyes, he gave a concerned look at her, but then realized Scorchpaw had gone after the vicious tom, assured he lunged himself towards the cat hurting Jadeeyes, burning with indignation and rage , "No one will hurt her while I am here!" He thought while trying to pin the massive tom.
Ravenrush looked at the scene, Chainthroat and the apprentice fighting, she felt a pang of guilt as she felt relief that someone had stopped Chainthroat, she felt uneasy about hurting the weak... she glanced once more at the nursery.
Shadowrave looked at Silversoul with hating amber eyes, "How dare you betray us!!" He growled furiously trying to grab her by the scruff to get her off his leader.
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Post by {Jade on Feb 27, 2007 18:28:11 GMT -5
Silversoul turned her head and lashed out at Shadowrave.
Bloodyheart snarled and bellowed out,"Kill the kits and apprentices quickly! So they get no more warriors!" He sprang up and bit JadeEyes in the neck. Blood spurted out and the dirt clumped together below her. Yes! Blood and death. Die JadeEyes Die!
JadeEyes felt pain across her neck. She smelled the aroma of rust and blood and felt a little light-headed. Slowly, she started to fall down, lower and lower. her head touched teh cool ground and she remembered why she was here. She looked weak but bounced back up and launched an attack, hitting Bloodyheart's muzzle.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on Feb 27, 2007 19:35:09 GMT -5
Khansoul growled in fury, his pelt bristled as he saw how the tom wounded Jadeeyes. He tried reaching for the massive tom's neck but he was blinded in rage and wasn't sure if he was going the right way.
Shadowrave evaded the blow, he tried circling the traitor while talking to her, "How dare you!?" He snarled, "I thought you where loyal, but you are but a mere traitor, how indignant!"
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Post by {Jade on Feb 27, 2007 19:40:49 GMT -5
"I am a Shadow Cat!" Silversoul meowed indigantly. Then she sprang up and tried to bite her neck.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on Feb 27, 2007 19:50:44 GMT -5
Trying to calm himself Khansoul evaded the leader of the rogue pack and glanced at Jadeeyes, "Are you allright?" He asked trying to hide his concern.
"No!" Shadowrave growled raising a paw, claws extended to try to rake the traitor's flesh.
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Post by Thornpaw on Feb 27, 2007 19:55:14 GMT -5
Dancingwind let out a yowl of fury before throwing herself blindly into the fray, lashing out sharply with her claws, catching hold of any cat within her lethal gaze. Her eyes whipped viciously around eyeing the scenario unfolding before her. A massive back tom began his slow menacing advance toward her. She yowled in defiance not letting him get the first move. She hurtled herself toward him delivering a damaging blow, smileling grimly as she withdrew her paw fresh with blood. His blood.
Brightmask watched aghast at the bloody battle before her. It sickened her the thought of these blood thirsty cats preying on an innocent clan. Or not so innocent? What had provoked this attack? She was in no mood to discuss it now, the roar of battle pounded in her ears. She leaped to one side just missed being slashed by a frantic paw swipe of a clan apprentice, the claws hitting another unlucky Darkclan cat She smirked, serves him right she thought with contempt. If there was only some way to get away. She thought eager to escape her bloody prison…
Ebonystrike aimed a vicious blow at a silver-pelted she-cat who returned a blow with a stunning strike to his face. He spat drops of blood from his mouth no backing down for a second. He sparred a moment to search the surrounding area, riddled with blood and fighting cats. He came to just in time to miss a blow from the she-cat who would not let up. He yowled in fury and sent the cat sprawling with a vicious back hand. This gave him time to search for his beloved Brightmask. She had managed to elude from any confrontation so far and seemed to quickly escaping the area. His eyes widened. Was she leaving?! She could not just leave her clan midst a battle! A swipe from the Shadowclan she-cat awoke his senses, sparring him enough time to dodge. But he wasn’t ready for her counter slamming him in the face. He managed to stay afoot but his vision started to blur…
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Post by ßrÁmßl£ on Feb 27, 2007 20:00:18 GMT -5
As the battle raged around him, Nettleclaw leapt, seemingly out of nowhere at the rogue she-cat [Ebonystrike], his claws unsheathed. How dare these cats threaten his Clan! He thought angrily. How dare they think that they can come here and take our territory and our lives! As he thought of this, he thought of the kits, huddled in the nursery, and the elders crouched in their den. But as the sounds of battle penetrated his thoughts, he again concentrated on attacking the rogue.
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Post by Shiningstream on Feb 27, 2007 20:02:16 GMT -5
Scorchpaw dodged away from the scrawl with Chainthroat. It was either get the kits and leave or wait to be killed. I must go. She regretfully looked back at the battle, looking for Nettleclaw. Be safe, my friend. Dashing into the nursery, she regarded the queens looking around fretfully. "Go join the battle! I have to bring the kits to safety." Tearing a hole in the back of the nursery where the DarkClan cats couldn't find, she herded the tiny bundles out, picking up Blindkit and Hollykit by the scruff. "Hurry, little ones!"
OOC: All kits should follow Scorchpaw.
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Post by Thornpaw on Feb 27, 2007 20:21:49 GMT -5
bet
Dancingwind’s eyes brimmed with pride as she watched the young apprentice herd the kits to safety. She was compelled to help but she had her own problems to worry about. She looked back at the monstrous rouge she had been moments before battling with and realized Thistleclaw was now having a go with this brute. A smirk stretched across her feline mouth. Now he cant have all the fun! She laughed grimly and through herself back into the battle, a blow aimed at the black tom, wielding knife like claws.
Ebonystrike faltered for a moment when out of nowhere a well built Shadowclan tom blundered into him, letting the breath escape his body. He lashed out viciously at the cat, his coal black eyes blazing in fury. Suddenly the devious Silver she-cat made a swipe for his shoulder. He did not react quick enough to dodge the painful blow. He yowled in agony and fury, shaking himself free of her grasp. HE turned to face the two clan cats. Odds 2 to 1. Aw, what the hell? He thought, as he through himself viciously at the two cats letting a menacing roar escape his lips.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on Feb 27, 2007 20:22:54 GMT -5
Ravenrush was rather bored, she looked around and saw a tom fighting with Ebonystrike, "This will be fun..." She muttered maliciously. She walked confidently to him, "Hello you." She mewed expecting a blow from him.
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Post by winterleaf on Feb 27, 2007 20:25:09 GMT -5
Darkstep woke up from his deep sleep when he heard Dancingwind's yowl. He quickly stood up and his eyes got wide when he saw the rougues attacking the camp. Instantly, he poundered over to Dancingwind, concern burning in his eyes. "What happened? Are you okay?" he demanded.
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Post by Shiningstream on Feb 27, 2007 20:33:03 GMT -5
Miserystrike could not get sight of Raccoonpaw. All she had to do was find another warrior...Nettleclaw. He was also on the patrol, and one about to be covered in her scratches. Her father was dead because of him, her life was ruined, her spirit shattered....gah! It was now or never. Anymore time and her sorrow would overcome her. The next part was tricky but more obvious, and no doubt affective. Launching her self between Ravenrush and Ebonystrike, the she-cat hissed. "Remember me?" and launched for him.
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Post by ßrÁmßl£ on Feb 27, 2007 20:34:21 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry Thorn! I called Ebonystrike a girl!
"Hello," groweled Nettleclaw. He was confused, but tried not to let is show. Fast as he could, he swiped his paw at the she-cat, aiming for her shoulder and attempting to knock her to the ground.
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Post by Thornpaw on Feb 27, 2007 20:44:24 GMT -5
meh
Dancingwind, breathing heavily, smiled meekly at Darkstep. “Thank…you.. I’m.. fine..” Was all the breath she could spare. The Rouge was advancing quickly, his eyes burning black. “Look out!” She croaked hoarsely to Darkstep, and her claws erupted from the ground slashing viciously at the cat. Fresh blood spilled on her claws as she retracted them in disgust. But the black rouge rounded and aimed a blow at her. She slashed viciously out with her forepaw. Darkstep...
Brightmask surveyed the battle with azure eyes piercing the gore. She had calculated to make her escape while her leader was preoccupied with a ShadowClan cat. She smiled, soon she thought. But something stirred her gaze. An apprentice, bravely herding a litter of kits through the battle to safety. Noble, she thought, but risky. Her heart throbbed painfully, as she saw a kit go astray. No! She thought worriedly. She leaped from her perch and maneuvered through he growing battle, dodging claws and murderous swipes with ease. She barley made it to the quivering kit and she scooped him lightly up in her jaws and swiftly dodging another attack, she made her way toward the ShadowClan apprentice with the crying kit still clenched in her jaws. You’ll be safe soon, she thought gently. She maneuvered up to the apprentice and let the kit down, safe again. “You dropped this.” She mewed in her friendly sarcastic tone.
Ebonystrike was over whelmed. He slashed blindly and without mercy at any cat to cross his path. He had had just about enough of this. He yowled ferociously and using his claws began to a path through the cats in an attempt to expel these…annoyances.
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Post by Shiningstream on Feb 27, 2007 20:53:15 GMT -5
Scorchpaw was already far away out of the clearing, when soon, she heard the mewling of one of the kits crying. Looking around wildly, the apprentice raised her hackles to see one of the DarkClan rogues, a kit clutched in her teeth and setting him down before her. At first she didn't know how to react. She knew that what she was doing was nice, but not trustworthy. Eyeing the cat fiercly, Scorchpaw leaned down, picked up the kit, and with a last sneer towards the rogue, herded the rest of the kits towards a safer section of ShadowClan. Friend or not, Scorchpaw couldn't risk cats following her.
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