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Mountainsound turned to Nightshadeintuition. She knew he'd follow Summersolstice. "Get as many of the kits as you can." She told him. She wouldn't leave. She would stand up, as always. But someone had to get a few kits to safety. The Senator stood up and walked away from the kits in the Senator's den. Hopefully all of them would get out, but she couldn't guarantee it. Well, she knew her son would do his best.
Doctoredheart watched with a heavy heart as his mother left the clan, he couldn't blame her though, who would want to stay? He sat there with his claws digging further into the ground and let out an angry growl before he shot to his paws and followed Foxbane, the clan he had once been proud to be part of was no more.
Post by Flurryofstars on Aug 9, 2020 18:15:13 GMT -5
Every possible emotion battled inside of Dancingpaw as her sister spoke out against the priest promised. Vibrantpaw was confused--blinded by their mother's words. Surely, she didn't actually believe what she was saying... And Radiantpaw had said nothing at all. She felt so betrayed. Sorrow twisted her insides but it morphed into pure fury as Summersolstice responded. Dancingpaw would not let a heretic's disappointment pull her away from the path of light and righteousness.
"You are mistaken," she spat, rounding on her mother with more hostility than she'd ever shown in her life. "You are the one that has fallen and I will not be dragged down with you!" Turning her back on her family, Dancingpaw walked away from them. Tears stung her eyes but she refused to let them see.
Discordantmelody didn’t have the time to offer a retort before she slumped to the ground, but a smile was on her face the whole time, sort of like she had expected such a reaction from her mother. Foxbane had taught her everything she knew about deception and trickery but she never did learn how to poison her claws.
“Any cat who leaves now will be killed or forced to initiate should they repent for their crimes. It’s not a matter of if, but when. Think long and hard about what you are about to do for you will surely regret it someday,” Bloodyrondo hid it well but seeing so many cats leave made his heart race. He had thought the Sun God had more supporters left in this Clan. There were far, far too many traitors here, and already they were holding kits in their jaws. The lifeblood and future of his Clan. He could not and would not attack them, especially not with cats still licking their wounds from the SwiftClan raid. He could only watch, which made his blood boil, which was good for what he needed to do next, “Now that Foxbane is gone, I have one more traitor to bring forward. Mountain, bring her out.”
He motioned toward the High Priestess’s den and, before any cat could properly react to his most recent revelation, Littlestar was forcefully drug out of her den.
Summersolstice glanced back at Dancingpaw. "I'm sorry I wasn't a better mother Dancingpaw." She said softly, then raising her voice. "But know I will always love you." She said then she turned and continued out, her tail draping over Vibrantpaw's back to nudge her along.
Radiantpaw hesitated though and when she saw Nightshadeintuition begin moving towards the nursery, the fluffy ginger and white she cat deviated from going after her mother and sister to going after him curious what he was doing.
When the brute entered Littlestar's den immediately Skipstep snarled and swiped at the tom's muzzle. "Get away from her!" He yowled "She is an injured queen what is wrong with you!"
He didn't recognize this cat and a bolt of fear plunged through his heart for Littlestar.
Mountain raised his head at the command. The massive initiate climbed to his paws and stalked toward the den. He didn't say a word as he shouldered his way into the den and shoved aside the burned tomcat waited within; one cold glance was enough to freeze Singedwolf in his tracks.
He turned slowly to look down at Skipstep, his lip curling back in disdain for the weak tom that dared to stand before him. He stepped forward and slammed his head back against Skipstep like a battering ram, caught his shoulder in one immense paw, and threw him back onto Singedwolf. He said nothing, his beady eyes dark and empty.
Leering, Mountain turned back to his task. He bent down and sank his teeth into Littlestar's scruff, jerking her unceremoniously to her paws. The movements were so effortless he could have been carrying prey - and he treated her just as kindly as he would any corpse. Littlestar meant less than nothing to him. He dragged the injured cat from the den and threw her across the camp to sprawl at Bloodyrhondo's paws, slamming her body to the ground. With one paw he reached around and jerked her chin up to face the Priest Promised, and finally, a hint of a cruel smile flickered across his expression.
Singedwolf crept from the den after them, his gaze low on the ground.
Oakshade was never far from his mate, not since she became pregnant and certainly not since she had been stolen away by some cats with a strange agenda he still did not fully undestand. When he saw her poke her head out of the nursery his first reaction was to shoe her back into it but seeing the look on Bloodyrondo's face, and then hearing Foxbane's call, he knew he couldn't hold her back, "Let's just sit here and listen, darling. We need to stay close to the kits... something is not right." racer
Littlestar put her paw gently onto Skipstep's shoulder "Stop" she pleaded with him "There is no reason for you to get hurt to, this is my fight" she leaned forward pressing her nose against his cheek "No matter what happens next, don't fight. That is what he is wanting you to do, to tear the two of us apart. Stay" she paused looking down at the kits at her side "They are going to need their father" Jetclaw (Before Mountain enters the den) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There was little that she could do as the massive cat lifted her from the ground, gasping in pain as her wounds reopened and her still neck ached from the rough treatment. Blood slithered down from her neck dripping as she was carried, the slammed to the ground. She shrieked as the ribs that had been healing were broken apart once more, and a few more were added to. She tried to curl into a ball from the pain, only to find a firm paw placed between her shoulder blades pushing down and her forced upwards as claws dug into the flesh under her skin. The world around her was spinning, the only constant the red pelt of Bloodyrondo as he came into sharp focus. Her voice was soft in weak, but she knew Bloodyrondo would hear her whereas the crowd would not "Do what you must Bloodyrondo... but think carefully, what you are about to do cannot be erased. It's not to late to stop this now, but continue and even the Sun God won't be able to save your soul" CleaverJadie
Azura didn't know what to think of this. She didn't want to stay, but Foxbane had never been particularly good either. There were no good choices. Absolutely none. She hissed under her breath and looked back at Romancefable. "What are you doing? I'd rather see both of these fools burn." She again cast a glare a Bloodyrondo. "Are you gonna execute everyone here!?" She knew the next to go were the Janus. He'd find some way to get rid of them too, it was just a matter of time. racerJadie
Ghazen watched from his shadowy corner in the camp. He was completely disinterested in this whole thing, and was busy drawing circles in the sand with a single claw until Littlestar was dragged out. He was loyal to the leader, unquestionably so. He rose to his paws and met Bloody's eyes.
Sorrowfularia turned their head to Silverfringe again. "Let's go ensure Foxbane really left." They stated, their voice louder this time, certain. As if they supported Bloodyrondo. They didn't, but right now, they needed to make it seem like it, and from the approving nods of those surrounding them, they assumed it had worked. Of course the Janus would support their brother. They didn't way to literally grab their mates scruff and haul them out of camp. Whatever came next, no matter what it was, it was better for her not to see it. Better to take on Bloodyrondo when his supporters weren't out in full force. They could make him pay later. Right now was about survival.
Senescence sat down next to Azura, forcing her way inbetween Romancefable and the initiate. "Best to keep quiet, or leave." Glowstar's daughter mused. She was a fellow initiate, here at the wrong place and wrong time. If she so wished, she probably could get up there and beat the life out of Bloody. Actually, she wouldn't even have to try, her element would prove useful. But for now, she didn't. "Let me know if I need to kill this tom though, he seems irritating." stardanceracer
“Littlestar does not deserve exile. She is guilty of all the same crimes as Foxbane but she was the one who openly welcomed the power of the filthy Moon Goddess into her soul. She took that cursed power, put her claws to our deity’s throat and ended his righteous life. Yes, she gave us a prophecy of hope, but it doesn't erase the terrible, unforgivable crime that she has committed. I should strike her down here and now but I will save the satisfaction for the Sun God himself. Littlestar, for your crimes you will be stripped of your rank and imprisoned until the Sun God passes his judgment. Your new name is Littlecrow. Any traitor who sympathizes with her is welcome to join her in the prison. But for those of you who still kindle the flame of our God in your hearts, join me in bringing SunClan back to its former glory!”
Bloodyrondo's eyes rested on the former High Priestess after he delivered his final statement. Littlecrow was still horrendously wounded from her fall at the Gathering, but if she was healed enough to take her young ones out for picnic a couple of days ago, she would be able to handle what was coming next, “Littlecrow, you do not need worry about your kits, I will make sure they are well looked after and personally raise them. That is, assuming Skipstep doesn’t side with me, but who are we kidding? That fool will be the first to join you in the prisons.” Up close now, Bloodyrondo’s eyes held a darkness that his mentor had only seen glimpses of in the past but, with the Sun God’s light no longer keeping the shadows at bay, the Priest Promised had fully given into them, “But I can’t have the rest of the prisoners look to you as their leader, can I? Mountain, hold her still.”
Bloodyrondo traced his claw against her forehead, gently, like a mother caressing her kit, and leaned in close, “This is nothing compared to the wound you have carved into my heart; however, I hope that the pain and shame it brings you will give you a taste of it.”
He then dug his claws into the center of the silver she-cat’s head, right where the sun was currently painted, pulling away to reveal a blood-red crescent moon. She would not know this, but he had coating his claws in a certain concoction of herbs that would greatly delay its healing, guaranteeing a vicious scar in the future.
Skipstep was built for agility. He could never step to a giant mass like this monster. The light colored tom slumped to the ground barely registering his mate's voice and touch his ears ringing from the force of the blow.
Skipstep had never been hit that hard before in his life. Hazily he noted Singedwolf just sitting by doing nothing and it made fury gather in Skipstep's belly.
Was no one going to speak out against this? Where was Foxbane? Surely she of all cats wouldn't allow this treatment to Littlestar, and she was the most capable fighter he'd known.
His head was still spinning when Littlestar was thrown out and he grit his teeth fury igniting in his veins and he pushed himself up stumbling as he did so. His teeth bared, fur bushed out eyes narrowed he snarled and stalked out. He was going to rip out Bloodyrondos entrails and feed them to him for this. If he died he was going to find every god in the skies and bring the full wrath of the heavens down on his head.
The thought gave Skipstep the strength to step out even as his vision was double and his head was screaming.
Jetclaw had been stunned by the action of Littlestar getting thrown out. Just... shellshocked. Then fury, fury as Bloodyrondo had the gall to strike the hurt Littlestar, to speak so callously to declare that he'd raise Littlestar's kits and then the she cat was moving. He had no extra lives just the one and she would rip it from him. Moving with all the speed her name would suggest, the angry yowl punched out of her lungs as she shrieked. "You slimy piece of FOX DUNG!" She roared as she leapt at him claws unsheathed, in her rage her aim wasn't true and her claws slashed down on him digging in tearing into flesh aiming to cut deep, not sure where but digging in to get that crimson liquid of his namesake flowing.
"GET YOUR FILTHY PAWS OFF HER!!" The words ripped from Earthpaw's throat before he even had a chance to stop them. In an instant Earthpaw had found himself between Bloodyrondo and Littlestar, he would never call her anything else. Rage burned in his dark brown eyes as he stared into the eyes of his priest promised. Without thinking he moved to strike the orange tom with unsheathed claws. His heart was racing, adrenaline had taken over the usually calm tom but, he couldn't just sit idly by as his grandmother was injured further and mutilated. JadieCleaver
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Aug 9, 2020 18:55:13 GMT -5
Littlestar couldn't struggle as the claws ripped into her forehead, the ones under he child holding her tightly and lacking the strength to throw off the monster on her back, so she didn't try. As he spoke and cut into her she remained erily calm, never flinching away from him make him meet her gaze that was filled with sorrow and disappointment "I hope you are ready for what follows, my son" he eyes began to close, her lungs fighting to get oxygen as the ribs that Mountain had broken put pressure on them, threatening to puncture them should she be moved. The world around her turning to black. Jadie
"MOM" Silverfringe screeched, but before she could anything suddenly someone had he by the scruff "No I have to help Littlestar" she screeched, only relaxing slightly when she realized it was her mate that had her, pulling her into the tunnels before Bloodyrondo could do anything to her mother. "We have to go back" she pleaded "He is going to kill her!"
Goldengrace heard Silverfringe's cry and she joined Jetfire on the ground, paws over her ears covering them. The she cat closing her eyes tears pricking in them. 'Please let this be a bad dream. Sun God please let this be a bad dream!' She thought the mantra repeating over and over as she did her best to drone out the sounds of everything going on.
Post by strawberrycupid on Aug 9, 2020 19:01:48 GMT -5
Anemoneshade didn't know what to do. She was frozen, feet weighed down. What was the truth? She never cared for the Sun God, but did for her clan. A clan and a turn of events that threatened to break her views. But there had to be a reason, right? Just cause he was exiling them doesn't mean he agreed with what the Sun God did... right? She was too scared to move, too scared to make that decision. Anemoneshade just wanted to hide behind her dad like she used to. The young warrior shuffled her paws, sitting in her place as other's began to leave. "Dad. What are you going to do?" She finally asked the tom she was sitting next to, eyes wide and hopeful for some sort of guidance. MorteAutumnal
"No! What are you doing?! Please no!" Sunnysmiles was in a state of panic, spinning this way and that as the clan separated into two groups. She tried, so hard, to get everyone to get along. To keep her family together. And for what? For it to get ripped apart again. Some of them sided with Bloody, others were sitting and talking with their mates. But she? She was all alone again. A thousand questions ran through her eyes as she looked up at Jetfire and Goldengrace. Blinking away tears, she couldn't help herself. With Bloody suddenly distracted by Jetclaw, she climbed up the rocks to check on Littlestar. "Get off of her, please! She's going to die." Sunnysmiles shrieked at Mountain, but any attempt she made at pushing him off had no effect. "Mom! Please!" She couldn't hold them in anymore, only getting more desperate as she shoved against Mountain's shoulder harder. CleaverJetclawracer
Mistyrose's heart beat fast watching as Bloodyrondo scarred her only friend in the whole wide world. She knew how Littlestar must have felt. When Mistyrose was in WinterClan she had been told to sacrifice her daughter to the Gods, she refused because she knew what was right, but was made to pay. She was cursed with eternal hunger, every discomfort of starvation forced to remind her of what she did and who did it to her. She turned around to see her kits were all near her, of course they were.
"Sparrow, we're leaving, consider this another... Winter incident," She said quietly before turning to her kits, her voice just as emotionless as it always was, with a hint of adrenaline, "There's no greater lesson I can teach all of you then to pick battles you know you can win. I cannot win this battle today, but tomorrow offers new possibilities so I'm leaving. I hope none of you follow me, but that's asking a lot. Okay. That's all my motherly love for one day. Good-bye." Mistyrose turned on her paws and began padding away.
"I'm going to see how this plays out," Her sister called.
Mistyrose turned around to see her sister and only offered a nod before nudging Sparrow along.
Arcticsong screamed watching as Bloodyrondo carved his claws into her mother. Her cries cut through the air like no one else's, it sounded like prey still alive, being eaten. Her claws feverishly scratched at her own face, in an anxious confused rage. It was like she couldn't even feel her own hits as she sobbed and hit herself repeatedly.
Dawningpaw stared horrified as Bloodyrondo stood over Littlestar, carving into her. Everything everyone said about the Sun God was true. The Sun God didn't respect she-cats and those who followed him didn't either. Anyone she-cat who was strong willed enough to lead was being disgraced and belittled. Her frantic gaze looked to Mountainsound's kits before looking back at Flawedpespective, "Grab the kits and run!"
Dawningpaw grabbed onto Heatherkit before noticing Snakerootkit and found herself picking up both. She thought it would be difficult, but it wasn't, she had grown more than she thought. Dawningpaw ran off only looking back to make sure her mother was close behind.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Aug 9, 2020 19:07:10 GMT -5
Jetfire's head fell lower, a tear falling from her eyes and splashing onto the stone below at her mother's cry. She hated him... She hated everything Bloodyrondo stood for in this moment, but knowing that this wasn't the end. Bloodyrondo had already told her what was about to happen, but had told her that if she didn't cooperate not only would he kill her mother and her younger siblings, but kill the kits she was carrying as well. She looked utterly defeated, unable to even look up at the horrendous scene up above
"I'm more ready than you ever were." Bloodyrondo replied callously although, for just a second, his expression shifted. His eyes were wide and his ears flicked back. The look on his face read Did I really just do this? but he said nothing and hardened his heart once more. He always knew Littlecrow would tug at his heart, that's one of the many reasons why he had taken care of her last, but he didn't expect to shed a single tear and yet here he was leasing several. He smeared away the tears, although their ghosts remained, and drew a sun on his forehead with his leader's blood, "I wish it didn't have to be this way..."
He was distracted long enough for Jetclaw to land the first blow, but he was growing more and more used to battle now, he moved just in time to avoid critical injury although the scratches were still quite deep, "Jetclaw, are you not a daughter of the Sun? Do you have any idea what you are doing? Littlecrow doesn't want this and neither do I. Stand down now and I will consider pardoning your behavior. We are all hurting from this."
