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(Elyon is the new Foreign Affairs Proxy of the league, and the former assassin. With the role of assassin now empty Elyon decides it's time she put her spin on her new role as well as test the mettle of the cats of PI. This raid will help her pick out potential candidates for Assassin so if you're interested in being PI assassin be sure to reply to this thread!
Also this takes place during the exchange so if you have cats from the clans participating in the exchange you can have them be here when Elyon attacks).
It had been far too long since Elyon had gone out looking for trouble.
Her bone garden had been buried behind the butchers shop, no fresh bones or fertilizer to feed her plants and now she was left with no gleaming ivory to offset the blood red blooms of the flowers that had flourished in the yard.
And with her successor having stepped down she needed to find another.
So what better way to select a successor than to see who flourished in performing the job?
Plus it lined up with her new role. Leave the politics to cats with the patience for it. Elyon was a cat of action, always had been, and her claws and fresh land was thirsty for fresh blood.
She led the raiding patrol of cats she'd gathered. She had simply put forth the offer to all league cats regardless of district. The only requirement was to be thirsty for blood and battle. Not even wanting to take trophies was a requirement this time, that would simply be noted as an extra point towards that cats chances as being the next assassin. She wanted to see who would take initiative.
The group slipped along the shadows, SpringClan's land hardly guarded. A chatty night patrol just ahead of the group, all the soft spring cats woefully unaware and unprepared for the group stalking them in the shadows. Unaware that to these cats they were the prey to these vicious hunters.
As the trees and undergrowth grew thicker Elyon sent her cats to disperse with a flick of her tail before the golden she cat slipped through the undergrowth slipping through it with ease making her way to the front of the group of cats. Then with barely a sound she emerged from the bush her form shadowed in the dark, the leader of the patrol barely having a chance to figure out what he was looking at before Elyon was on him, the rest of the league cats falling on the rest of the patrol.
(PLEASE WAIT FOR US TO BEGIN THE FIGHT AT CAMP BEFORE RESPONDING!)
"-They are quite rambuctious but they have real potential. The other clans are very lucky to have such well bred apprentices." Jackalfang finished thoughtfully, looking over a Crimsoncrown with a smile. The short-haired pure red cat simple nodded in agreement, her stern and focused expression peering into the shadows of the night, working hard to push past the distraction of the conversation between the group.
"Definitely! I hope our apprentices are doing well, its been a while since we have heard from them." Yarrowsong pointed out, her exceptionally cheerful expression bright for a moment before sinking slightly with concern "I am sure Thistlestar will call back for them soon, I cant wait to hear what they've learne-
"Quiet!" Crimsoncrown hissed, stopping abruptly in her tracks, causing the rest of the cats to pause in confusion. The older warrior took a good look around the forest, her ears flickering. There was the smallest of crunch, not enough to be of large concern, but something in the warrior's gut told her to listen.
Jackalfang stared on in confusion, sniffing the air around them for a few moments. There was nothing there, at least from what he could see and smell-
Then she arrived.
All three cat's turned to watch as the apperance of a golden cat emerged from the shadows. It was quick, too quick. An ambush.
Jackalfang yowled painfully as the golden body came crashing on him before more cats suddenly appeared.
Elyon dug her claws into Jackalfang's sides as she forced him to the ground with expert skill. She'd been ambushing and killing cats since she'd been a trainee. Carrying a cat off their paws was kits play now.
They hit the dirt and rolled once, the movement disorienting to Jackalfang as Elyon twisted her head and sunk her teeth into his throat, purring as the warm iron tang of the crimson liquid hit her tongue.
Other PI cats, like the trio of golden cats, Ni, Ichi and San also joined the fray. Ni went for Crimsoncrown, cackling softly as he jumped onto her back while San tripped and knocked over Ichi.
"Mouse dung San! watch where you're going!" Ichi hissed at San.
"Sorry brother!" San said quickly as the two scrambled to get back onto their paws.
The she-cat was fast, too fast. As more cats surrounded the patrol, Jackalfang could feel his focus change and shift enough to leave him unfocused and unprepared for the expert fighter. The scent of PI filled his sense as the two began their struggle, though it was Jackalfang who began to feel himself falling short in the fight.
Dirt sprayed around the two like a cloak, leaving Crimsoncrown struggling to see which end of the cat was up or down. Before she could jump to aid him, a cat fling onto her back, digging it's claws hard into her back. She snarled with anger and surprise, flipping over powerfully to her back, landing purposefully on Ni and crushing him with all her strength. The momentary stun gave the warrioress the chance to quickly assess. There were too many of them for the small patrol. She watched in quiet horror as fangs dug into Jackalfang's neck leaving him immobilized and losing blood quick. She turned to see Yarrowsong, who was now a bit more prepared than them to face off with a PI cat who she swatted across the face with her claws, giving her the briefest of moments-
"YARROWSONG RUN! WARN THE OTHERS!" Crimsoncrown snarled, her own heart racing quickly. They were going to get out alive, all of them. They were outnumbered and they needed to warn Thistlestar and the others. Yarrowsong, the faster of them all was their only hope. Thankfully, Yarrow turned, her dual colored eyes wide with shock and fear, but most importantly, understanding. It was only a brief look before the pure white she-cat turned and sprinted towards camp, leaving a dying Jackalfang and Crimsoncrown behind...
Yarrow song ran towards camp, her heart beating wildly from her chest while tears stung her eyes and fell behind her with the trail of dust being kicked up with each powerful stride forward. She was confused, scared and most importantly broken hearted, knowing that the clan mates she left behind would not make the attack. The sacrifice was heavy on the she-cat's shoulder and she couldn't help but quietly cry for her fallen comrades.
As she ran for camp, she could hear paws behind her. PI had some fast cats, but she was fast, one of the fastest in Springclan. She dodge and weaved through the night, careful to avoid the obstacles she knew best all while purposely leading the PI cat's through tricky, foliage filled terrain in hopes of throwing some of them off or slowing them down. Anything to give her the chance to give Springclan the warning they needed. Viperstream! She internally called, panting heavily as she made her way through the forest until she neared the camp entrance--
"AMBUSH!" She screamed loudly, her shrill tone of pure fear and urgency echoing loudly in the camp as she nearly stumbled into Springclan...
Elyon dug her teeth in deeper and began to shake her head her teeth tearing into his throat turning his breath gurgling and ragged and making more blood flood into Elyon's jaws and splatter onto the ground around them. Elyon kept her grip on Jackalfang making him roll once more before pinning him to the ground, claws raking along his side for added measure.
Ni let out a grunt as he was forced into the ground lying there for a moment stunned from the impact.
But as Yarrowsong turned and fled, Ichi and San got it together and leapt at Crimsoncrown from two sides, San going low and seizing her hind leg in his jaws and yanking. As Ichi went for her side raking his claws down her side all while snapping at Ni.
"Ni! Get up you're making us look bad!" He snapped at his brother.
Then Elyon heard Yarrowsong running for camp and she immediately released Jackalfang, the tom already dying. "Ni, Ichi, San finish off these two and take the bodies to the border if you can. If you can only take one pick whichever is easiest to carry the rest of you come on! There's more blood to be spilled!" The golden she cat declared to her fellow PI cats before she ran after Yarrowsong.
Just as Yarrowsong finished her cry, Elyon leapt for her, PI cats flooding in.
As Jackalfang fought against the she-cat's weight and master movements, he faltered abit as pain shot through his body form his neck. In the struggle he felt himself grow weaker and wetter from the blood that sprayed out of him. He watched as starred formed in his vision, but he pushed back, somehow finding strength to dig his own claws into Elyon's chest, the closest part of her body that he could to cause the most damage. He knew his fate was drawing close, closer than he wanted. If he was going to go out, he was going to go out causing the most damage he could...
Crimsoncrown turned just as two cat's seized her moment of distraction, clawing each at her sides. Crimsoncrown snarled in protest, mustering all the strength she had in her front legs to reached out and slammed her unsheathed claws out to Ichi. The power in the she-cat's lung was surprising to the cats. Despite the pain she felt from their blows, the she-cat took the rage she raised to stun Ichi away enough to turn her fully weight onto San, throwing herself, including san who was attached to her hind leg, into a death room. As the warrioress rolled, she sought the first oppertunity to dig her own claws into San's body as he let go of her before abruptly stopping the roll with her being on top of the cat fully.
She unleashed powerful strikes as her fangs reached in dig into the cat's shoulder painfully. The warrioress saw only red. Her gaze traveled only slightly to witness Jackalfang in his fatal struggle and her mind screamed for her to survive. <Opalpaw...> Her mind reminded her of her son who was away on the exchange. She couldn't help but find peace in the moment of fighting, for evena brief moment. He was safe and far from the danger...
Hypnotictrance shot out of the warriors den at the sounds of battle coming from outside, his normally relaxed and lazy demeanor gone and replaced with shock when his eyes met the flood of PI cats making their way into Springclans camp, without a second thought the large but scrawny tom dove claws first into the fighting. His eyes lit up when he came face to face with one of the opposing felines. "You seem to be lost, why don't I show you the way out!" He yowled before throwing himself on top of them.
(Fawnheart will be seriously injured and Finchwatcher will lose her life. Anyone is welcome to use their characters for this!)
Fawnheart was organizing herbs in her den when she heard Yarrowsong's warning echo throughout the camp. The Springclan medicine cat burst from her den just in time to see Eylon leading her patrol in for the ambush. "Softpelt, get the herbs ready!" She ordered, hurrying back into the den and grabbing everything they will need for the battle.
Finchwatcher shot to her paws from where she was sitting when Yarrowsong came bursting into the camp with the warning. Immediately, the Trusted member bristled and flexed her claws. It was time.
Viperstream's ear perked up at the sound of a familiar, but there was something different about it. Something was...wrong. Did she say 'ambush'? Stopping what he was doing, he exited his den to find it Yarrowsong being attacked by a strange cat he's never seen before. Without a second thought, he burst into action, letting out a yowl as he lunged into Yarrowsong's attacker, knocking them away.
"INTRUDERS!" his yelled over his shoulder "Be prepared to fight!" His eyes narrowed as he stared down Elyon, before he turned his attention to Yarrowsong and moved to her side. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice filled with concern and worry.
(Alright putting this so someone can tag me tomorrow when I’m not running in four hours of sleep. But I’m killing Sunrisemosaic and Swallowbelly who I’m not even positive is still in the page lol. And I’m wounding Eveningpaw, not seriously but enough to have her out of commission for a while.)
The blow Jackalfang had been able to cause had drawn some blood but he was halted from doing further damage or pursuing Elyon by Ava attacking the tom. The tabby she cat came down upon him slamming her forepaws into his chest to drive out any remaining air before dragging her claws across his wounded throat, deepening the wound Elyon had left behind and make the blood fall faster.
San screeched as Crimsoncrown lashed out opening bloody wounds all over the toms body, but in her blind rage she didn't dig deep enough in the vital spots to completely secure the killing blow, though San was certainly covered in a great deal of red within a few moments of being trapped under her. San thrashed to break free.
His brothers recovered and snarling Ni ducked his head down and rushed at Crimsoncrown slamming his shoulder into her to knock her off San. Then Ichi, snarling and spitting as blood slipped down his muzzle from the slash Crimsoncrown had given him, leapt on her and went snapping for her throat.
Elyon grunted as Viperstream knocked her off, but she easily shrugged it off and chuckled, crouching low as Ransack a scrawny messy looking ginger tom leapt over her.
Ransack dropped down on Viperstream, claws unsheathed and slicing at the tom's muzzle, the little ginger tom cackling as he landed on all four paws and came back at the tom in a whirlwind of claws.
Elyon took advantage of the chaos to dip out of sight and slip into the shadows waiting for an opportunity to finish the job
SpringClan Harewhisker was taken by surprise. Instantly cats were here, fighting. The Trusted looked around at all of the apprentices there, trying to calculate where she would best be needed in the fight. Oh - there. She saw a cat nearing one of the apprentices who didn't seem to be aware what an ambush was and jumped at them, claws outstretched.
Thistlepaw watched as a SpringClan cat launched herself at her and took some quick steps back in shock. Had she done something wrong? But then the apprentice saw that Harewhisker had instead launched herself at a cat behind her. Thistlepaw whipped her head around, realizing that something was very wrong. This didn't seem like a training exercise at all.
Softpelt jolted from her nest, the fluffy white she cat having been on the verge of dozing off for the night. She jumped to her paws and scrambled to gather the necessary herbs dumping them into a large leaf for easy carrying. "That should do it!" She said quickly nudging the leaf towards Fawnheart so she could drop what she'd grabbed into it and take it out while Softpelt prepared a spare bundle she could run in and grab if they should run out.
Crumbles had spotted the apprentice. The large mud splattered gray she cat had lifted her claw, green eyes gleaming as she'd prepared to catch Thistlepaw in her large paw and rake her claws across her body-
Only to grunt as Harewhisker launched herself at Crumbles instead, forcing her to let out a hiss and step back, shifting her head to focus on the warrior instead, lips pulling back to expose her sharp teeth, green eyes glaring down at Harewhisker as she reared up lifting her paws ready to bring them down on her and strike.
pLutoJetclaw Tears blinded the dirtied, white she-cat's dual colored eyes as she heard the familiar voice she had been searching for. She stared out, panting as Viperstream emerged from his den. Before she could call out to him, she was taken by the PI cat and tossled into yet another fight. She kicked fiercely, still partial blind due to the fresh tears, but the fight was short lived as Viperstream managed to knock the PI cat off of her, giving her momentary relief. She gasped, panting heavily from the race and tossle she endured, staring up wide eyes at the Deputy. "Viperstream- they came out of no where- w-w-we were out numbered-" She cried while trying to regain her breath "Crimsoncrown and Jackalfang they told me-" She started to explain but the sudden crash of Ransack on Viperstream halted her explanation. Yarrowsong stepped back only briefly to use her full weight to launch herself forward to lunch at Ransack, sending the two tumbling off of Viperstream and into the fresh kill pile. Yarrowsong gripped onto the rouge with her life, hanging on tightly as the two came to a tumbling stop. She barred her fang, biting harshly into the cat's side.
Spot Mossbreeze woke up with a startle as Yarrowsong cried out into the camp, blinking in slow confusion before the realization hit her. She turned her head to her mate next to her who seemed to have woken up at the same time she did. "Ambush?!" Mossbreeze breathed heavily, staring into Smokecloud's eyes for only a moment before her eyes widened with horror. "The kits!" She cried out and without further instruction, she ran to the nursery, watching in a moment of horror as PI cats begun to flood into the camp. Her legs carried her fast to the nursery, looking around as queens began to stir from their sleep in confusion. "There is an ambush," Mossbreeze spoke sternly, careful to hold back the true panic that was brewing within her. We need to get the kits to the back of the den, now."
SpotJetclaw "Prepare yourselves, more are making their way into camp." A velvety, raspy voice spoke up at the entrance of the medicine cat den. Sapphiresmoke stood tall as he made his way in, taking in the medicine cats with a surprising appearance of peace. This had not been the story-teller's first battle, nor his second. He was seasoned and well trained, though the years of inactivity left him rusty. He knew what must be done and a lifetime of servitude to his clan made his preparation to the ambush feel instinctual. "I will be here to keep you safe."
Jetclaw In the heat of the switch of attackers, Jackalfang was given a moment of peace, enough to recompose himself and refocus. It was enough to recognize his new attacker and her weak points. Noting the she-cat's stance as he endured more painful strikes, he watched as she she-cat fully shifted her blance and weight to her back paws. With a heavy heave, he flipped quickly, kicking out Ava's back legs causing her to fall to her side, enough for Jackalfang to strike with claws unsheathed, stunning her with a hard head blow. He took the moment to stand up and back up briefly, but because of the blood lost he swayed heavily, finding it difficult to find the earth as his world began to swirl around him. He had lost far too much blood to haven gotten up so fast. He was only up briefly before stumbling back and falling on his haunches, trying desperately to focus through the scoring pain and powerful waves of nausea.
Crimsoncrown slashed wildly, unorganized in her attacks. She knew she had to hold them off as long as she could, enough to give Yarrowsong time to warn the rest. At this point, she was fighting to distract and damage rather than being calculating on dealing a fatal blow. There were too many attack her for her to do that. Her attacks where powerful and deep but short lived as she was launched off San by another PI cat, rolling off to the side. She took the moment to glance up at Jackalfang who seemed to have broke from from his own captor's clutch.
She turned just to see Ichi launch himself in her direction and on her. She braced herself, seemingly exposing her belly to him, but as he landed, she used the strength in her back haunches to launch him far and over her head. She rolled quickly after that onto her paws, snarling at the cats that remained to finish both Jackalfang and Crimsoncrown. Though her own wounds seared with pain, she had fight in her, enough to keep this going as long as she could, but she couldn't say the same for Jackalfang. She noted less cats amoungst the crowd. They were heading to camp. She mentally prayed to Starclan that Yarrowsong had made it in time.
Thistlestar padded silently through the forest, taking his usual nightly strolls when he felt restless. Tonight was a different kind of restless. Other nights, he attempted to walk of his worry and concern for his kits who were currently residing in other clans for their apprentice training, but tonight's concerns were unknown. A chilling, unsettled feeling had been creeping through the leader all day, leaving him restless when he had returned back to camp in the afternoon. He knew best than to pace around camp and concern the others so he took it out into the forest, walking aimlessly for hours. The exercise normally helped but tonight it didn't. Having given up, he made his way back to camp, his gaze dull and exhausted.
A distant yowl immediately caught his attention, instinctively causing the leader to stand straighter, his eyes focusing into the dark forest in the direction of the cry; the Springclan camp. Confusion urged him forward. It was the middle of the night, a quiet time for Springclan which should have been deep in sleep with the exception of a couple night patrols. As the leader picked up his pace, another loud yowl broke, launching the leader into a sprint. His normally cautious and quiet moves where now disruption and loud as he launched himself into the bushes and folliage in the forest. As he drew closer and faint scent of PI shocked his senses. He skidded to a stop, throwing himself instead of the trail of the scents. What was PI doing in Springclan- The thought was brief before louder hisses and snarls echoed through the forest. Thistlestar ripped himself harshly in the direction of the noises, launching himself powerfully into a full sprint before finally catching the side of a group of cat's ahead-
He launched himself at full speed, crashing painfully onto the first PI cat he saw, Ni who seemed to have been recovering from something. The Springclan leader was slim but tall. Though his weight itself wasn't the most painful aspect of the crash, he masterfully latched onto the PI cat, digging his claws deeply into his side and his neck as the two tumbled wildly in a cloud of dirty and blood.
Crimsoncrown breathed heavily with relief as she saw the leader join the fight, turning back to face San and Ichi, a chilling grin graced her features. Now that battle was more even and they had the chance to turn the tides...
(Breakdown of my characters: Jackalfang with succumb to his wounds and die where the patrol was attack; Crimsoncrown will succumb to her wounds and die but at the Camp and Sapphiresmoke is available to kill off as he is protecting the Medicine Cats so any PI character want to have a death on their hands are free to snag Sapphiresmoke at camp.)
Suddenly two paws grabbed Hypnotictrance from behind, "Tell me you're a better fight than you look," He said before a massive tom rolled onto his back, carrying Hypnotictrance with him before doing a complete backwards somersault pinning the tom down to the ground. Lucistic was massive, mountainous really. Slick black fur and acid green eyes with an assortment of fangs, metals, and other sharp objects protruding out from his ear.
Lucistic's ear twitched as the sound of Harewhisker launching out from behind him. Still holding Hypnotictrance down Lucistic grabbed a white kit and thrust the tiny she-kit at Harewhisker's face. The small kit latched onto Harewhisker, she had a massive pink bow tied behind her neck, with a jingly golden bell and large yellow eyes that stared into Harewhisker's, "Hi!" She chirped before biting Harewhisker's nose in just the right spot to cause massive bleeding. Not so much a critical injury hit so much as an effective one.
(oooo anyone got a cat they wouldn't mind losing an eye? XD It's been a while since Elyon's claimed a trophy, if you're fine with having her claim a trophy off your dying cat let me know!)
Ava snarled, angered by being knocked down, but she grit her teeth and recovered her paws shaking her pelt and her head to shake off the stun. She narrowed her eyes when she realized the leader had arrived. But Elyon had moved on to SpringClan's camp. Ava would be damned if she want back to her beloved without at least finishing, the Foreign Affairs Proxy's sloppy seconds.
"Big mistake, you just lost a swift death," Ava hissed at Jackalfang before she was on him once more, though rather than lock in with him she instead took advantage of his dazed state to come and smack him across the face her claws digging in and leaving bloody trails along his cheek. Then she smacked him again with the other hissing and spitting.
"I don't think we're going to be able to get any trophies like Miss Elyon said," San noted, "she's gonna be so unhappy with us brother." He said ears drooping.
"Shut up San," Ichi growled. But he could already tell that the odds weren't in their favor, especially when Ni got bowled over by the leaders arrival making both brothers turn and hiss at him.
Ni grunted as Thistlestar attacked him, having not expected the leader's sudden arrival. He was dropped to the ground.
"foxdung, do I have to do everything for you! San, go help Ni! I'll wrap this up!" Ichi growled before turning back to Crimsoncrown once more, and then in a blur of movement was at her once more claws swiping above her eyes, drawing bloody lines across her forehead and making the blood run down her face.
Ni let out a yowl of pain as Thistlestar rolled with him on the ground, San intervening, chomping down on the leaders tail and pulling hard as Ni struggled and writhed, claws digging into Thistlestar's sides as he fought to break free.
Crumbles had been about to attack Harewhisker, but when the white cat with the pink bow attacked instead, Crumbles backed off. She looked around looking for a new target when her eyes lighted upon one Swallowbelly. The cat having emerged from one of the dens nearby. Crumbles dropped back onto all four paws and rushed towards Swallowbelly, crashing into them and shoving them into the den, screeches as Crumbles and Swallowbelly slammed into cats who hadn't been quite fast enough to get out.
Softpelt looked up when Sapphiresmoke poked her head into the den, the white fluffy medicine cat nodding her head vigorously, "right, right," She hastily shoved the spare bundle to the side. The spot easy for her to grab it from at a moments notice should they need more herbs. With that done she moved to slip out after Sapphiresmoke and Fawnheart.
While the trusted was trying to get into the battle, Elyon rejoined the fray, erupting from the shadows and biting down hard on Finchwatcher's back leg. then digging in her claws yanked the cat into the undergrowth she'd been hiding near. Once she'd gotten part of Finchwatcher under the bush, she began to chomp hard on Finchwatcher's back leg, tearing into the flesh making it sing with pain as she tried to scrape her teeth against the very bone underneath all that juicy meat.
