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(This is the raid plot where Frozenfire of NightClan leads a small patrol of cats to raid MoonClan for their prey and Herbs. They strike at dusk when MoonClan will be just waking up. It's difficult to discern who these cats are (as their scents are covered by muck they've covered themselves in from a boggy pond outside of NightClan terrritory). But the attackers are: Frozenfire roleplayed by Jetclaw Shadowfeather roleplayed by Spot Allencatch roleplayed by fearful Fawnleap roleplayed by komiharu
During this raid Burningstar's kits which have lived in MoonClan for 4 months at the time of this raid will be stolen and brought back to NightClan by PI member Flame. Two of Burningstar's kits are up for adoption (which I will link here when I make it). )
After waiting a few days, finally the time was right. The ground was damp after a day of rain, and Frozenfire led her patrol into the heart of MoonClan. After having occupied the land during the time of the Pride's reign, Frozenfire easily made her way through the territory without detection.
Then they were at the camp. She glanced back, she'd gone over what they would do with her fellow warriors. Spring in, one would go for the prey pile, two would go to the medicine cat den, one to distract the medicine cats the other to grab the herbs needed. The last one would hang back to assist where they were needed and to discombobulate by lurking in the shadows and pretending there were more cats than just the four of them.
With a flick of her tail Frozenfire went in, she didn't yowl, but her pelt was covered in muck hiding both her scent and her pelt color. She wondered if MoonClan would even figure out there was anything out of the ordinary, bleary eyed as they were likely to be from just waking up with the dusk. She made a beeline for the medicine cat den, barreling inside and immediately going for the first cat she found in the den. Smacking them on the head with her forepaw, claws sheathed, aiming to stun.
Shadowfeather darted in after Frozenfire. He had agreed to be the shadow weaving between the cats of Moonclan to make them think there were more of them since he was dark colored already and he was quick.
Flame hadn't traveled with the patrol. She was hanging in a tree, waiting for Frozenfire to start the raiding. Once she saw Frozenfire race into the camp, she leaped down from the tree and darted into the camp. Her fur was covered in muck, as well, but her eyes were very unique and her family could probably recognize her if they came face to face with her. She planned on avoiding them. She burst into the nursery and started down at Burningstar's kits. Her lips curled in a menacing smile, sharp teeth glinting in the dim light. She didn't take into account how she was going to get all the kits out of the camp. She let out a psst to Shadowfeather who was slipping passed the den. "Help me grab these kits!"
Allencatch, ebony fur covered in mud, made a straight line towards the prey pile. A few measly pickings laid on top but fat prey lay at the bottom. He grabbed what he could and dragged it towards the entrance, hoping no one would see him.
Timberfrost had been the first cat tucked into a nest in the Medicine Cat Den that Frozenfire had come across. The small tom had been laid up with a nasty head wound and concussion from a fall he had taken while chasing some prey and had spent the last day and night in the den. When smacked, it stunned him briefly though he managed to let out a screech of surprise at being attacked in their own camp. He struggled to his paws and made to follow the unknown cat further into the den, hoping that she wouldn't go after Lavenderpaw, who had only recently been named Medicine Cat Apprentice before Elmwhisker had disappeared.
He made it only a few steps before tottering and falling flat, too unsteady on his paws to anything more. "Hey! What are you doing?" the silver and white tom demanded.
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Hearing strange voices, a small gray she-kit popped up from a nest on the far side of the den from where Flame and Allencatch were. Skipping up to the two unknown cats with all the curiosity and abandon of a very young kit, a pair of brilliant green eyes peered up from a round face at the two. While the green wasn't as distinct as the unusual turquoise blue that marked many of the members of MoonClan's most expansive and respected blood line, the vibrant color was fairly distinct in identifying members as well.
And if the eyes hadn't identified the she-kit as being a member of Flame's own family, her next words definitely did. "You're eyes are the same color as dad's." she stated very matter of factly not realizing just want her words would mean.
(Can she get kidnapped as well to really throw things into confusion? Maybe because if she told anybody else that one of the cats shared the same distinct eye color as about half the clan, then some of them would put the dots together)
"What?" She glared down at the kit that shared some of her own features. She had come across Pinesong in the forest a few sunrises ago and her sister told her that their parents had another litter. Could this be her new sister? She looked similar to her mother.
Mudkit stood beside his sister and stared up at Flame with big round eyes.
Suddenly, Flame became very uncomfortable. She just wanted to get Burningstar's kits and leave.
(Flame could certainly take her at first and then Frozenfire can be like 'what! We can't walk back home with a kit outside the ones we agreed on! That throws off all our plans... dump her in SunClan or something... or DayClan, they'll take in the kits... and not ask questions or just dump em at the border and have them walk back, they'd probably think it was an adventure or something.' It certainly would add to the drama, but Frozenfire wouldn't want NightClan to keep them as she's aiming for some level of plausible deniability XP. Though then again they could also just stuff the kits in a cave somewhere and be like 'here we're playing house here')
Frozenfire ignored the injured tom and instead set down a leaf and began to shove the closest herbs she could get her paws on. Once she'd grabbed what she thought was essentials, Poppy seeds, marigold, cobwebs, and a few other herbs mixed in she hastily grabbed the bundle and moved to get out of the den with what she held. Lifting a paw and giving Timberfrost another smack on the head to keep him out of her way as she hurried out.
(Then that's what we can do) Frozenfire tightened her grip on the herbs glancing around, scoffing as few MoonClan cats moved to get in her way. They truly were pathetic. Then her eyes lighted on the leader's den and a dark look crossed her features, and she headed in that direction. With how easy this was going, it only seemed fitting to try to take something else from MoonClan. A reminder of how weak they really were. Her blue eyes blazed darkly with her ill intent.
(Since the goal was to provide Katiana an explanation for how Swiftstar poofed, Frozenfire will have gone to the leader's den, a conflict will have happened. But it's left vague, FRozenfire knows she clashed with Swiftstar but doesn't know if she killed him or not. Thus if Bright does return Swiftstar will simply have gone missing, either dying outside of MoonClan territory trying to chase down Frozenfire and her group. Or just getting lost)
Out of all the scenarios she'd gone over and over in her head before they'd attacked, Fawnleap hadn't anticipated freezing up in fear before the raid had barely even begun. Cursing her inexperience, she bounded over to Allencatch in the hopes of helping him take the prey he'd dragged over out of camp, but soon heard the faint sound of a conversation from inside the nursery - specifically, the voice of a mere kit. Uh oh.
She bounded into the nursery, giving Flame a dark look. "No one belongs anywhere," she muttered quickly to Genlekit, before turning to Flame. "Well? Let's grab them and go! Why do you look like that?"
Flame flashed Fawnleap and irritable glare before turning back to the kits. "Don't worry. She will be properly cared for in Nightclan" she answered Gentlekit, trying to keep herself from falling victim to the kit's curious gazes. Although Flame had darkness in her heart, given the moment to kill, she would; but when it came to kits, she was a little softer. As if the kits had molded her rough edges into smooth curves with their delicate moss paws. She shook her head as if clearing her thoughts and grabbed one of Burningstar's kits in her jaws, pushing the rest out of the nursery with a sheathed paw.
