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Veneta smiled at Fawnheart, and while the fear seemed to ease from her expression, something else replaced it. In fact, she looked quite comfortable. Relaxed. Satisfied, even.
"Awe," she meowed. "Why don't you stay?" her voice still held a delicate softness as her head tilted to the side ever so slightly.
There was a rustle in the dirt near the entrance, and Veneta's gaze flicked from Fawnheart toward the noise. Her grin only widened, and she chuckled softly - almost sheepishly - as Shezri's wide pale eyes appeared through the entrance.
"Poor fool," the older she-cat purred, slinking into the den with malicious ease.
"Its a shame, really," said Veneta, still smiling wistfully - almost as if lamenting a bit of rain on an otherwise perfect day. "You were very kind."
Though Lorelei was practically invisible to Thistlestar and Crimsoncrown, and not even Elyon herself could see the other league member. Elyon could feel the presence of a skilled hunter nearby. Sense their present in the faintest shift of scents, all PI to any SpringClan cats, the faintest sounds.
Elyon after all was an assassin and being aware of everything was of the utmost importance. "Don't think just because you have nine lives and the name -star, after your name you've gained omnipotence. You don't know all." She chuckled shaking her head turning towards Crimsoncrown. "All things must die... I'm simply speeding up the process for some. And when things die, I like to take a little souvenir of the thing that was once alive, my bone garden is flourishing quite well, though it's needing some new items." She said crouching preparing for their attack.
"So though the dance for tonight is indeed drawing near the end, it's not over yet." She purred, then spinning she lashed out swiping for Crimsoncrown's eyes when the she cat drew close. "Now show me what you've got! Let us dance the dance of death!" She declared
(Can San steal Powderkit XD not kill her but take her XDDD cookie)
"oh no! I think the kit is broken!" San cried pushing past sunrisemosiac and Mossbreeze to snatch up little Powderkit as she coughed and faked her illness. "You need the shaman!" He cried and then proceeded to try and run out of SpringClan camp with her in his jaws. Not aware of SpringClan's medicine cats as they were a bit distracted.
Crumbles who lumbered out of the warriors den after knocking a few slumbering warriors around. To cause even more chaos for the SpringClan cats. Charged at Swallowbelly and leapt onto her.
Ichi screeched and flailed. "Get off me you worthless flower freaks!" He snarled, finally managing to get his four paws under smokecloud and he pushed upwards with all his might to get Smokecloud off. Then he twisted to swipe at Thistlepaw's muzzle, ripping his tail free as he did so, recovering his four paws though he was panting hard.
"Ichi! San's making a break for it!" Ni cried struggling under Goldengaze
Ichi snarled. "This is ridiculous! We are to impress Lady Elyon and instead these Flower freaks are giving us such grief! Tsk! Stop laying about Ni! We will not let Elyon down tonight!" He declared
paocookieJetclaw As Mossbreeze prepared to hop back into the fight, she noticed as Powderkit began to heave and gasp for air. She froze on the spot, looking up at Sunrisemosaic with shock and concern. As she was about to speak out commands to the queen, San was suddenly upon them and before she could register, he snatched up Powderkit, sprinting from the Nursery. Mossbreeze snapped her jaws tightly at the rouge, barley missing him as he sprinted past her with Powderkit. "No!" She cried, chasing after him with blind rage, not realizing he had called for reinforcements-
Jetclaw Thistlestar approached the Assassin slowly, his hairs raised threateningly as she went off on her speech, all while Crimsoncrown also crept closer. It appeared for a brief moment that Eylon's attention was squarely on the Leader, making the ginger warrioress believe she could handle any retaliation from a distracted rouge, but she was wrong as the Assassin moved faster than she anticipated. Her clawed blow blinded the warrior with a curtain of pain and more red. The she-cat pulled back, hissing loudly in pain. It was this moment the equally faster Springclan leader made his move. He lunged with power and speed as Eylon made her attack, catching her as she was pulling back from her blow on Crimsoncrown. He tackled his opponet, his jaws lunging at her throat and shoulder region, attacking desperately for the artery he knew would end it all-
(Crimsoncrown will be dying from her wounds. I need some internal bleeding wound for her. Her death with be roleplayed privately outside of this thread.)
Though Elyon had struck at Crimsoncrown, she'd never let herself become unaware of Thistlestar. The tom might be fast but he was far from a hardened and trained killer.
His desperation made him lose precision and though he tore into her shoulder with his teeth, making Elyon let out a soft hiss at the pain. It was all too easy for Elyon to calmly bunch her hind legs in close to her belly roll onto her side and batter Thistlestar's belly as she lifted a fore paw to rake his muzzle and hold his head back from her shoulder. The former assassin maintaining an air of calm even as Thistlestar did start opening small wounds on her that began to weep crimson blood.
Now if Lorelei would seize the opportunity Elyon had given her and deal with the other cat that would be lovely.
Powderkit mewled as she was snatched and carried away. "Where are you taking me?!" she cried, but she already felt like she knew. Suddenly she was very frustrated at herself. Why had she thought that faking that episode would be a good idea? She began to heave, breathing hard for real this time as the stress set in. Jetclaw (lol yes san can take her)
Thistlepaw felt the claws rip into her face. Blood pooled and she snarled. In a rage that she was unaware she had, the ginger apprentice jumped at him, aiming to inflict the same minor injury on Ichi. "My friends aren't freaks!" she yowled.
Thistlestar barely had the chance to even get to that artery. For as much as Lorelei wanted to attack that injured red she-cat, she wouldn't interrupt Elyon's attack. Instead, the hunter lunged, claws digging into Thistlestar's side before grabbing him by the scruff and pulling him off of Elyon. There was little tact to her attacks, but who needed that when she had pure strength and savagery. Swipes to have him focus on her, deep enough to hurt but shallow to not bleed too much. Lorelei took a few steps back before swinging him around, only letting go so she could stand between him and Elyon and Crimsoncrown. "Wait a minute, I remember you!!" Her voice chirped, like she just ran into an old friend. Her tail wagged above her. Really, she remembered going down the slide with him during the flood. Not the fact that she claimed one of his lives.
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Farley normally wasn't one to harm queens, but as San gave the order, he leapt. His blows were less deadly and more distractions as he wrestled Mossbreeze to the ground
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"If anyone are the freaks around here, it's you." Goldengaze screeched, not letting Ni out of her grasp no matter how much he struggled. It'd probably be her undoing that she didn't go for the kill now, instead digging her claws into the soft flesh between his legs and his torso.
"Gotta get you to the shaman! That didn't sound good at all!" San said as he hurried out of SpringClan's camp, "Don't worry our Shaman and Mage are great at patching cats up, you'll be good as new! And then you can see the city!"
While Farley attacked Mossbreeze, a massive brute of dark ginger fur entered the fray. The mighty frame of Cornelius entering through one of the many holes the attackers had made in the undergrowth that was around SpringClan's camp. The massive ginger cat had no hesitation. He reared up and brought one massive ginger paw down on Sunrisemosiac's back claws tearing into the queens flesh. The tom chuckling as her blood stained the ground beneath her.
"Not enough blood has been shed. So I shall start with you," He drawled before lashing out with his other paw to knock out Sunrisemosiac's hind leg.
When Lorelei yanked Thistlestar off Elyon, Elyon let out a frustrated sigh. She'd meant for Lorelei to go after the other one. But never mind, clearly she had some history with the SpringClan leader, and when had Lorelei really cooperated with Elyon's plans anyways? They weren't enemies, but Lorelei always had marched to the beat of her own drum.
So with Lorelei now playing with Thistlestar, Elyon shifted her attention back to Crimsoncrown. She was very peeved that her work on the cat with the pretty eyes had been delayed. And really this she cat couldn't take a hint? Ugh, she should've known better than to leave finishing the job to amateurs.
Shaking her head she moved forwards lifting her paws and slamming them against Crimsoncrown's head to knock her into one of the thick branches that held up the leaves that draped over them. Angry and furious with the she cat's continued interference
"Oh this is just ridiculous!" Ichi snarled as he drew back and slapped Thistlepaw away not even bothering to scratch the apprentice. Now good and fed up with their antics. "Get off me you little furball! I have more important things to do!"
With that Ichi turned away from Thistlepaw and Smokecloud to go over to where Goldengaze and Ni were wrestling, Ni clawing at Goldengaze's belly. Ichi rolled his eyes and moved in reaching out and digging his claws into Goldengaze's shoulders and his teeth into her scruff. Once he got a firm and painful grip he twisted and yanked to pull her off of Ni. Ichi rolling onto his side and scoring his claws down Goldengaze's flanks.
Mossbreeze pressed on hard as she chased after the stolen kit, her pale green gaze wide with panic and anger. In the blindness of her desperation, she had not realized Farley's descent on her. It wasn't until she was slammed to the floor by Farley did she realize what had happened. "NO!" She cried, staring off for a moment at San's escape, squirming powerfully yet recklessly under the weight of the rouge.
The ex-queen turned her deadly gaze on the rouge above her, now fueled with a new level of rage. "Let me GO!" she snarled, swiping up powerfully to hit the rouge, though the weight and strength of the cat made it difficult for the queen to throw off.
strawberrycupidJetclaw As Thistlestar rained his passionate blows on the Assassin, an unexpected grasp yanked him off, causing him to release his deep grip he had on Elyon, leaving her with deep, red gashes across her body. Thistlestar was quick on his feet, regaining his freedom from the stranger's grip and blows, turning fully to face the familiar face of Lorelei. He snarled, not understanding why the sense of familiarity appeared within him, but after a few long moments it hit him. Shock replaced his expression as he realized who was standing before him. It seemed the she-cat had also realized the same fact at the same time Thistlestar did as she vocalized the thoughts that were going through Thistlestar. He snarled deeply in response, his fur bristling in anticipation. This was the cat who contributed to the loss of his first life. "You've made the mistake of showing your face to me again..." He threatened as he paced around in a circle, preparing his attack on the happily oblivious cat.
Jetclaw Noting the Assassin's new annoyance and anger, Crimsoncrown couldn't help but smirk. As well trained as a cat could be, once emotions played into it, any skill could become clouded. This was the warrior's opportunity to make some damage. As the assassin made her move Crimsoncrown largely dodge, but was still struck up against low tree branches. The branches scratched at her open wounds, causing her to hiss in pain, but the position gave the warrior an idea. She swiped at Elyon, causing her to shove her back, enough to give the warrior space to climb up the Meeting Stump, a tall, wide old oak long ago cut down long ago. She looked down, a taunting smirk grazing her bloodied features. "Seems as though your plans are falling through rouge scum." The warrior taunted with a cool and calm tone as she took a quick glance around the clearing, watching as PI rouges began to retreat to the woods and those in fights were beginning to get overwhelmed by the growing Springclan numbers "What a shame-" The ginger she-cat spoke out, her tail lashing in equal taunt behind her. "I thought you rouges had more fight in you." She lunged for a low hanging branch, landing on it easily yet painfully as her wounds cried out for a break.
While Farley attacked Mossbreeze, a massive brute of dark ginger fur entered the fray. The mighty frame of Cornelius entering through one of the many holes the attackers had made in the undergrowth that was around SpringClan's camp. The massive ginger cat had no hesitation. He reared up and brought one massive ginger paw down on Sunrisemosiac's back claws tearing into the queens flesh. The tom chuckling as her blood stained the ground beneath her.
"Not enough blood has been shed. So I shall start with you," He drawled before lashing out with his other paw to knock out Sunrisemosiac's hind leg.
Sunrisemoasica had been too busy going after Powderkit and her kidnapper to pay attention to the rest of the world around her. Tunnel vision would be her destruction. Bleeding from her new wound from her attacker, the queen turned to face him a growl on her lips and hiss between her teeth. "And it shall end with you!" The tortishell's words were followed her her leaping at the cat before her. She'd been a queen too long, out of practice and out of shape. Two litters back to back, and now a fight within their own camp. She really wasn't prepared for this.
Nearby, Swallowbelly engaged against his own attacker. His claws were out and slashing at the cat from a crouched position. He prayed no one else joined in, for he wasn't the strongest cat. But where he lacked in strength he made up for in speed. Where would he go though? Would he abandon his clan? No. Never! He hissed out a question, "why are you doing this?!"
Consuela @strawberrycupid Smokecloud was too focused on fighting Ichi that he hadn't noticed that a kit had been stolen. It wasn't until he heard his mate cry that he swung his head in her direction. She was pinned underneath one of the rogues. Forgetting all about Ichi and Thistlepaw, he took off toward his distressed mate and barreled into Farely, knocking him off of Mossbreeze. "Leave my mate alone!" He stood over her protectively, his gray fur bristling.
@minnow Fawnheart's warm expression faded into a concerned one. "Y-you tricked me?" Her voice sounded utterly betrayed as she looked at Vaneta, her brows furrowed.
Blood splattered his white coat as the hunter stumbled back, letting his opponent twist free of his paws and flee into another battle. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to keep his head clear. Hamlin hated being this close to blood, being covered by it was even worse, but he had to shove all that away. This was no time to be reconsidering whether or not he should be battling. He was already in too deep, and there was no turning back now. He turned his fear to frustration, and let it power him.
Lyn revolved slowly, looking for an opponent to strike. He spotted a SpringClan warrior not too far from him and raced their way, leaping with his paws outstretched and a loud hiss.
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 22, 2020 10:51:59 GMT -5
Softcall was bowled over, the blue-gray she-cat snarled up at that cat that had attacked her "Get off of me" she screamed, slashing out blindly with her claws unable to see past the mountain of fur above her hoping that she would hit something. Cleaver
As they tumbled off their paws he pushed them both into a roll. His claws dug in beneath her coat, but one of her flailing paws cut him across the cheek. Lyn cursed as blood welled in the cut and he released his grip on her. Instead, he started batting back at her paws, knocking them away from his face. As their roll came to a halt, he slammed her front legs down and landed on top of them. racer
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 22, 2020 11:15:39 GMT -5
Softcall was in full blown panic, her eyes wide with terror as they rolled to a stop and she realized that she couldn't move. Her front paws were pinned against the ground and no matter how hard she struggled she couldn't she couldn't seem to get Lyn off of her "No!!" her head whipped back and forth trying to keep the Primal Instinct cat away from her throat "STOP!!!" she pleaded desperately, just as it seemed that Lyn was about to deliver the finally blow, she began kicking at their exposed underbelly out of pure desperation
Could she stop moving? His head bobbed as he struggled to get close enough to bite her, but every time he leaned in too close she slammed her chin on the top of his head and he had to jerk away. Finally, he twisted about to place one forepaw on her muzzle and slam back to the ground. His claws hooked in her chest and he yanked her close, snapping for her throat...
But just as he was closing in, she kicked him hard in the gut. He had pulled himself into the hit and it struck deeply. He pushed her away and rolled off of her, scrambling back to his paws as he started gagging, fighting to keep his breakfast down and breathe at the same time. His stomach clenched and ached unpleasantly where she had struck him, and Lyn glared back at her.
"You'll pay for that," he muttered, wiping spit and blood from his mouth with the back of his paw.
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 22, 2020 11:33:01 GMT -5
Her screams rang out, swallowed by the sounds of the other battles going on around them. She thought she was about to die, the pain in her chest exploding leaving her breatheless, but as her kicks hit she was suddenly released. Softcall scrambled to her paws, blood dripping from her wounded chest onto the ground "or we could just call it a draw" she gasped, backing up one step at a time. Cleaver
