Heartbreaker had been sitting at the back of the crowd, but had seen everything that unfolded including his brother slipping away in the midst of the madness. He chuckled to himself and stood up on his hind legs so he could be seen, his eyes on Bloodystar. "You'll have to find Shadowking first!" The ginger tom yelled out with a wide grin, flicking his ears to the now empty space where Shadowking had been sitting. Jadie Honeystorm

Troublemaker stood up beside of heartbreaker, the two identical tom moving in sync "If they can find him" he teased "I think this lot isn't clever enough to find our dear brother" 

Weed looked up at Lionpride and all her anger dissipated. Though she was comforted by his concern and presence, humiliation took over in full force. She stood on shaky legs and forced her fur to lie flat. “Physically… Physically I am fine. I only tripped a bit.” She muttered softly. Weed was almost worried that he may not have heard her response. She glanced over at Pollendrone and her heart seized in her chest once more. Weed cleared her throat and made sure to put a bit of space between her and Lionpride. Her green eyes looked up at him sadly despite her soft smile. “Thank you for the help, Lionpride…” Weed said in a soft whisper. racer

Mountain's bulky face rearranged itself with effort into a frown. Weed wasn't following his orders, the fluffy cat was being stubborn, and some other third cat was getting in the way now and whispering in fluffy's ear. Time for prison.

The large initiate stepped over Weed and shoved Pollendrone off to the side, not really caring if she was hurt or not as long as there was space between her and the prisoner. He scowled down at Lionpride and slammed one paw down on the ground.

"Go to prison, now," he ordered.

Pollendrone was not expecting the sudden shove from Mountain man, the force of it knocking the wind from her lungs before she even hit the ground. There was a thud and her head smacked the hard ground causing her vision to cloud and darken. The only thing she could hear was Weeds voice though she couldn't quite make out what she was saying, the next thing she knew, she was being helped to her paws, an airy hiss escaping her as a thin trickle of blood slid down the side of her face. "Th-thank you." She managed to wheeze out, her shoulders slumped. Cleaver racer Nova

Fernskip who had been trying to think up a way to get her foolish brother out of this trouble had ducked through cats to get to his other side throwing cats whose claws had previously been in her brothers fur ruthless looks. The ice in her eyes betraying her short fuse. She eyed the marks across Lionprides thick pelt. “This is not a battle you are fit to win.” She meowed low time her brother as he hovered protectively over Pollendrobe. “Think of the future and be smart you fool.” She hissed

Fernskip spat a furious hiss as she watched her sweet brother who used to keep a mouse alive as an apprentice melt away into a crazy monster of a warrior. This was not the brother she had returned for or the brother she had left behind. “Lionpride!” She yowled as she leapt after him her claws unsheathing prepares to enter into the fight he was about to unleash on Mountain. If she couldn’t stop him she would protect him. Even in his foolish crazy state. Her emerald greens flashed with fury. Angry at herself for letting this happen. Angry at Leatherstar for being the reason she left in the first place. Just angry. Furious. She growled low in her throat.

Bloodystar had been watching Lionpride's skirmish and more or less tuned out Brilliantbeacon. She was the noisiest one of them all but also, in his opinion, one of the dumbest, caught up on details that no one else would care about. The flames were blue. So what? He paired her with a tom and she didn't want to be. That didn't make her special, no cats seemed thrilled about their pairings. He yawned, reminded once again of his own exhaustion. Ryn and the others could take care of this. He had a date with his nest...

"Oof--- Bloody---!"

He heard Discordantmelody's voice at the same time Brillaintbeacon's razer-sharp claws met his rear flank. Letting out a pained yowl, his battle training kicked in and he gave into her attack, letting the large she-cat's paws unbalance him but minimizing the damage. There really wasn't much more than he could do in this scenario, but being so low to the ground was not a good defense, something had to change, "Only a coward attacks her enemy when their back is turned!" He hissed, struggling against her grasp, he was not pinned but she had a good grip on him. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Discordantmelody reorienting herself but she'd hit her head hard against the stone ground and would take some time to gather her bearings. Any other help was preoccupied or too far away and he was too tired to dare and use the amulet. He was on his own. 

With another yowl, he whipped around and dug his fangs into whatever body part was closest.

Weed looked up at Mountain, her blood running cold as she met his angry gaze. She stood over Pollendrone, crouching down slightly as she prepared to either take the blow or dodge it in some way. She was sure that the giant tom would easily send her straight to the Isle with just one blow of his massive paw. The only reason she had struck him was because of the way he shoved Pollendrone. She would have done the same to any other cat, his size made no difference to her. Though it probably should have. The newly dubbed initiate prepared herself until a flash of gray ran past her. Her green eyes grew twice their size as she watched Lionpride attack Mountain. Something was off about him though. Something dark had overcome the normally gentle warrior. Weed heard his sister call out to him, but she wasn’t sure Lionpride could hear her. She glanced down at Pollendrone and saw the small stream of blood running down her cheek. At the site of the dark red liquid everything made sense.

Weed wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but the moment she saw an opening she quickly stumbled forward. There had been enough chaos for one day, and though he was a large tom, Lionpride wouldn’t last long if the Mountain struck a devastating blow. The tortoiseshell quickly jumped between the cats, her ears flattening against her head. She understood that nothing would stop either of the toms from trampling over her, but she had to try and stop this before it became fatal.

“Stop!” She yowled quickly. “Stop, enough…!” The tortoiseshell took a deep breath as she glanced between the two toms. Weed no longer cared if she looked foolish, or rash. She just wanted it all to stop. “Enough damage has been done today…! Lionpride…” Weed called out to the gray tom, but doubt crept into her heart. She wasn’t sure if his siblings were able to break him out of this trance, so what chance did she have? Still, she persisted. “Lionpride, you don’t have to do this. Pollendrone is fine. She’s alright, look. It was just a small cut. What of Earthpaw? Or Mousepaw?” Weed prompted, hoping deep down that the mention of his kits would be enough. “Mountain could send you to the Isle with one decisive blow and what would become of them then? They lost their mother, do not make them orphans now… please, I beg of you. There has been enough hurt today to last a life time, let us not add to it.”