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The time has come. WinterClan would be taking back what was rightfully their. Kist with long fur, kits that could survive in their harsh winter wonderland. It would be the first step in war against DayClan, and an overdue task at that. Since Wintrystar had declared war on DayClan, her and the rest of the Blessed have bene organizing attacks against the much larger clan. One such would be to take back all the kit that belonged to them from the Blind Dating Event. The ones born into WinterClan all perished from the cold due to their short, DayClan fur. But the ones in DayClan had survived and for that, they need to be brought home, where they would be able to flourish with their thick, fluffy coats. And today was the day they'd be coming home.
"Cats of WinterClan! Today we will be bringing home the kits of DayCaln who truly belong with us! They have suffered with their long furred pelts in the warm environment of DayClan, but no more! From this day forward they shall reside in their true home, where the cold will never bother them and where they will flourish under our teachings. Everyone, take your places as we begin our attack." Wintrystar spoke to the clan before her, and the cats ready to attack DayClan. She stood high above the clan, gazing searching the crowd for anyone who dared to speak out against her and the plans that had been so carefully laid out. In a mere moment, they would be attacking DayClan and stealing all the long furred kits they could find.
Distraction Team - tasked with engaging as many DayClan cats as they can as far away from the escape route and the camp as possible Cats: Wintrystar, Wolftundra, Pineflurry, Rowanstrike, Northwind (Phantom), Howlingnight (Faith), Windyhurricane, Wicked (cookie)
Extraction Team - tasked with collecting up all of the long furred kits in camp and rushing them back to WinterClan Cats: Sweetcrema (Summerthyme), Lightningbolt, Polarblast, Rainpuddle (hals), Cinderpeak, Cloudywinter
Howlingnight rolled his massive shoulders back as his mate spoke of their glorious war like they were obtaining something greater. Out in the warmth of DayClan his eyes looked frozen, they had more shine, but the coldness was more present, noticeable. He turned his attentive gaze back to DayClan, this was where he used to live, he would be lying if he didn't find it precious, the land itself at least. He turned back to Wintrystar, his face softening slightly as she finished, she never looked more herself than when there was bloodlust in those pretty eyes of hers. He nodded to her before turning back to DayClan.
Windyhurricane on the other hand raised his paw, "Uhm, hey I find this idea totally bodacious, but what I would find equally excellent would be to ask DayClan for the kits. Okay, cause like, what if DayClan's totally hyped about letting go of long furred kits. We would look like the losers if we stole kits when they were cool with it in the first place. So we should probably ask if we can take them and if they say no, then steal them, like right?" He asked looking back at the crowd.
Lightningbolt looked at her father, her olive green eyes glowing with readiness and she smiled. "Come on dad, do you really think they would just give up kits because we asked nicely?" Her voice was relaxed almost cheery but still there was a hard edge to each word she spoke. Faith
Northwind sat quietly with the rest of the cats, she had volunteered to help with the distraction what better way to keep a stranger occupied than by throwing a blind cat at them and one who knew how to fight at that.
Post by Summerthyme on Sept 10, 2020 19:45:56 GMT -5
Sweetcrema day with the extraction patrol. She was quick and strong and knew that this was perfect for her a task as any. She blinked with excitement. Her pale ginger brown pelt oddly more common in DayClan than WinterClan actually helped her to blend into the surrounding DayClan territory.
Wintrystar glared down at Windyhurricane, unimpressed with his inquiry. DayClan would never just hand over kits, especially now that the two clans are at war. Ignoring him, and turning to the rest of the clan, she spoke once more, "WinterClan cats! It is time. Follow the patrol leaders, myself and Cloudywinter, to your rondeau points. Good luck to all! Look out for one another and be successful in the eyes of the Gods!" Wintrystar moved from where she'd been addressing the cats gathered, and began leading her group away. AST her side was her mate, loyal as ever. And behind her, the clan ready for battle.
Cloudywinter called his group to him, a spot to wait already in mind. They would need to wait for the fighting to begin before attempting to steal any kits. "Grab as many as you can in one go. The fewer times we have to sneak into camp the better."
(from here you're welcome to branch of and engage the enemy. Faith if you could alert DayClan that we here and they cans tart replying that'd be great! Extraction Team will wait to engage until the hear the fighting begin and the move as quickly as possible)
(If you got a DayClan cat that you want to use or even to give them a cool scar you guys can rp yours! ^-^)
Fairytalepaw walked into DayClan's camp when he was just about trampled over by a flood of WinterClan patrol members. The tom whirled around, his claws unsheathed looking for the quickest cat to fight.
Wishbone spun around just in time to see a WinterClan warrior head straight for him. He pounced back before jumping straight onto the WinterClan warriors back, his claws out stretched to dig into their ribs.
Sweetiepeach laid in her den, her six kits lined up against her belly, each of them, including herself had long fur. All the kits were newborns, their eyes hadn't opened and while their fur was still soft and short, anyone could tell from the long tufts that grew at random angles that they would have long fur just like her.
(Sweetiepeach and her kits will be taken, you're welcome to say that your cat has poppyseeds on them to knock Sweetiepeach out or they can drag her)
Wintrystar had taken in an apprentices the first and nearest cat to begin battle with. She knew this one would be over with quickly. But maybe by allowing the young one to escape, they’d want the rest of the clan of the attack and pull their resources away form camp. Allowing the extraction team to do their job. She lunged for his neck, her aim to the top of it in order to throw him to the side.
Not far from her, Wolftundra took on Wishbone, dodging the initial attack from the DayClan warrior. Raising back to his paws form a roll, he leapt towards the other warrior, claws extended and aiming for the cat’s back.
Off in the distance, the sound of fighting could be heard. Using this as the signal they’d been waiting for, the extraction team began their descent on the clan’s camp. Cloudywinter lead them through the terrain, pausing only long enough to take note of any warriors in the area before slipping through a crack in the camp’s defensive and into the heart of DayClan.
Northwind was moving as soon as Wintrystar made the call, following her team into Dayclans home as yowls of surprise echoed through the air. She was flind but still a force to be reckoned with as her sharp senses honed in on the nearest enemy. She bunched her muscles and with a slightly ungrateful leap barreled into the unknown Dayclan feline, racking her claws over their shoulders as she tried to unbalance them.
Lightningbolt lifted her head with a mischievous smile spread over her lips, she had been waiting for this moment and she wouldnt let it go to waste. As soon as the battle cries range out and the fighting had begun the fluffy white she-cat charged into the camp, she was part of the extraction team so of course her first priority was getting to the kits, but no cat had said she could leave a few scars on her way. She dipped through the fighting, her small size working in her favor as she neared where the kits were, if the distraction team did their job right then hers should be easy.
working nights gives me a messed up sleep schedule- // Nightclan Deputy
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Post by hals on Sept 24, 2020 22:35:58 GMT -5
Rainpuddle followed Lightingbolt, streaking through the pelt-ridden camp. She could not help the thrill of excitement that coursed through her as the snowy white she-cat zig zagged through the mass of bodies. The screams of fighting rang through her ears and she neared the small entrance that concealed the nursery. Little meows and yelps could be heard through the protective brush and Rainpuddle’s muscles tensed as she prepared to snatch and run.
WINTERCLAN Silverfury had never been to DayClan camp before but it wasn't hard for him to figure out where the kits were and he belted after Rainpuddle in Lightningbolt, although he did not go into the nursery, instead deciding to guard it from DayClan Warriors who may try to stop them. He was a massive tom and the nest was narrow: He'd be at a disadvantage or, worse yet, a hazard, "Hurry up, we don't have much time!"
DAYCLAN Unfortunately for Northwind, the DayClan Warrior she'd picked a bone with was none other than Yuccablossom, a fearsome force in her own right. As much as she hated violence she did not hesitate to swivel on her hind legs are return the very same attack, although her claws were half-sheathed, minimizing the damage. Blood flowed freely down her shoulder blades but it did not slow her down in the slightest, "Stop for just one second and tell me what you want!"
From here, Yuccablossom did not have a clear view of the nursery, and things were happening so fast that she almost had a hard time telling friend from foe. WinterClan cats were a familiar face in these facts ever since the blind dates and she just couldn't understand why their allies had turned on them so ruthlessly. They must have a reason... she convinced herself, Maybe if I can found out what it is, we can end this without any more bloodshed. Phantom
Divinepaw didn't look like an apprentice. Less than a moon away from earning her Warrior name, the ginger-and-white she-cat looked the part, her limbs filled out and strong, her fur finally rid of any kitten tufts. She had been cleaning out her nest when battle cries rang out and before she had a chance to react, Cloudywinter's patrol was right up in her face. She unsheathed her claws and lashed her tail, outnumbered but not for long, all she had to do was slow them down until someone came to assist her... or so she hoped.
"Go back to your mountains and leave us be!" She hissed, lunging at the WinterClan she-cat, she was quick but lacked battle prowess due to inexperience. This would be her first real fight. pao
When Fairytalepaw whirled around his eyes widened seeing WinterClan's leader towering over him. He was knocked back, the top of his throat bleeding, it was enough to scare any apprentice away, but he didn't seem to notice. His entire body was numb since birth, of course that only gave him the weakness that he couldn't detect pain when he was in trouble. Fairytalepaw got back to his paws immediately, he was an older apprentice, close to being a warrior so when he tackled Wintrystar down it wasn't an unexpected force. The somali pressed his paws into Wintrystar to try and keep her back down to the earth, "Surrender," He said, but of course, DayClan cats followed the warrior code where as WinterClan cats did not. He always hesitated to strike any devastating blow.
Wishbone hissed as Wolftundra leapt onto his back. Wishbone was incredibly skinny, living up to his suffix hew as all skin and bone, which made it hard for the warrior to get a grip on his back. However this also made it difficult for Wishbone to hold the other toms weight and instead collapsed to the ground with a growl. "What are you even after, prey?"
WINTERCLAN
Howlingnight handed Lightningbolt and Rainpuddle poppyseeds, "If anyone in there gives us a fuss we can use these," He explained.
Sweetiepeach had already heard the commotion outside and held her newborn kits close to her. She had given birth only a few days ago, which meant she was in no shape to move to attack anyone and the kits weren't going to be able to get up and run either.
Two cats moved side by side. Cinderpeak was leading the prisoner Wicked along through the territory, trying to keep an eye on her until his job commenced. Maybe they shouldn't have brought her. She was a bit crazy. Case in point: a DayClan cat passed by, and with a wild cry, Wicked launched herself at them with fangs bared. Cinderpeak winced and moved away, finding the rest of his extraction team.
Post by Summerthyme on Sept 26, 2020 15:33:50 GMT -5
Sweetcrema has kept to the outskirts of the camp. Her fur was uncommon to WinterClan but fairly common to DayClan. She was easily looked over and very quick. She headed for the nursery. Slithering inside she leveled and locked her gaze with Sweetiepeach. “You make this as painless as possible and save your kits some trauma but coming with me without fuss or I can drag you and your kits out. I may be on the kinder side but I can not say the same for my clan mates. They may not give you a sweet of a choice.” She was straight to the point. kidnapping kits wasn’t something she expected to be doing today just nights before. She felt a pang if regret but shoved it aside with a lash of her fluffy tail.
Sweetiepeach glared at Sweetcrema, but the harsh look wavered hearing what she had to say, "They're newborns, their eyes haven't opened yet so be very gentle," She turned and picked up Rookkit and then Ravenkit placing the two girls in front of the warrior with a worried expression. She was placing a lot of trust in this she-cat to not hurt her youngling. However she could only presume that WinterClan was here because they knew about her kits being Lionwhisper's somehow. She didn't know that they were here in general for anyone's kits. She was hoping that since these were their clanmates kits that she wouldn't harm them.
She didn't get up though, she couldn't pick up the remaining four on her own. Plus she was exhausted in general from giving birth.
"What is going on?" Crimsonrose growled, eyes narrowing at Sweetcrema, the heavily pregnant dark ginger she cat slowly rising to her paws. She recognized the scent of WinterClan and her expression went from antagonistic to more neutral. Her gaze shifted to Sweetiepeach watching as she set Rookkit and Ravenkit in front of the warrior.
She considered this, was this a sign that Sweetcrema was allowed to take Sweetiepeach's kits?
Wolftundra grinned, wicked and vicious. "You only wish." He struck again from his position on top of Wishbone, taking a bite into the tom's side. Soon he'd move on, take on a different warrior or apprentice or anyone, just to draw the fight further from camp, and giving the extraction team a better way out. His eyes darted around him, took note of the chaos they were causing and internally cried out in joy.
Wintrystar rolled, taking the apprentice with her in her fury. She'd been distracted for a moment, taking in the battle around her. But no more. She refused to allow a mere apprentice to hold her up as she made clearance for the other team to work. Her next blows were aimed for his eyes, fast and deadly. The WinterClan Sovereign had no time for play. Fats and quick, as much damage as possible to cause as much confusion as possible. That's what she was after.
Cloudywinter did not hesitate to force herself past Crimsonrose, uncaring that it was a DayClan cat. She snagged two of Sweetiepeach's kits and hurried for the exit. Who would stop her? Who would dare attack her with newborn kits hanging from her jaws? She eyed Crimsonrose, daring the she-cat to try. Kits were far to precious for any clan to out right attack, even for being stolen. It was safe to say, Cloudywinter had low expectations of being attacked at all as long as she was carrying these two little ones.
Wishbone screamed as the tom bit down into him, he looked and felt helpless straight down to his light weight in the other toms powerful jaws. It was an easy battle to dominate him. As soon as the tom began to shift to look for another warrior to move onto Wishbone rolled over fast, his legs swiping Wolftundra's down to his level. His claws lashed out at Wolftundra with an unbelievable speed, but it wasn't surprising given the toms light weight, his movements were bound to be quicker.
Fairytalepaw cried out, his paws moving to his bloodied eyes leaving his belly and neck defenseless for Wintrystar to make an easy example out of him.
"What do you think you're doing to him?"
Glowstar stood in front of Wintrystar, suddenly as though Glowstar's emotions were a tangible thing the strong winds fell into silence. Coldness seemed to collect itself now against the warriors as she stepped closer to Wintrystar. There was no growl, only the soundless movement of her claws unsheathing as she strode closer to Wintrystar, "He's an apprentice, leave him be Wintrystar. I'll make you regret it if you touch him," She promised her.
Sweetiepeach watched helplessly as Cloudywinter took two more of her kits leaving just two more against her belly, Lionkit and Buzzardkit.
Post by Summerthyme on Sept 28, 2020 14:56:16 GMT -5
Sweetcrema only glanced at Cloudywinter as she snatched up the kits. She gave Sweetiepeach a curt nod. “I will make sure they are not harmed. Now pick up one of your kits and I’ll take the other.” She motioned towards the last two. She narrowed her eyes at the dark crimson she-cat. She had heard stories of this cat and her friendship to the late Leatherstar. But like Leatherstar her allegiance was wavering. She was in no position to transport these kits and Sweetiepeach safely and fight a pregnant queen. “You too Crimsonrose” she meowed picking her name out of the archives of historical stories stashed away in the back of her mind. Stories passed on by the elders and warriors of WinterClan. Without waiting to see if she followed the amber she-cat scooped up Lionlot from Sweetiepeaches belly and turned out fo the den only stopping to make sure Sweetiepeach followed.
"If you want me to stop them I will stop them," Crimsonrose meowed turning to Sweetiepeach. It was a bold statement from the ginger queen, as she was far too close to kitting to be anywhere near the force she was before.
It would hurt Mysteryleaf to lose her friend, but since Sweetiepeach's mate was in WinterClan it wouldn't surprise her if Sweetiepeach chose to accept this. SummerthymeFaith
Driven towards the nursery out of concern, Mysteryleaf stopped in her tracks when she heard Fairytalepaw.
Anger igniting in the dark she cat the black she cat snarled and leapt at Wintrystar shoving her away from Fairytalepaw and snatching him by the scruff and yanking him away from the leader, and then planting herself over him. Not even realizing Glowstar was there as the black she cat fluffed out her fur tensed and ready to lash out at the leader if she thought she could continue her attack on Fairytalepaw. paoFaith
"If this is Lionwhisper's doing I don't want them to go to WinterClan like this, but I don't know how to stop everyone, we're outnumbered. I'm no match for them after kitting so recently, if you can do anything about it then please do," She told Crimsonrose, staring down at Buzzardkit, the last remaining one. Truthfully she was afraid that she would walk out with WinterClan and they would decide to leave her. That would be worse, her kits stolen without her being there for them. But if Crimsonrose could stop them from taking all of her kits it would be well worth it.
"Don't endanger your kits though," Sweetiepeach warned Crimsonrose, she was pregnant too and what was to stop WinterClan from taking her too?
Fairytalepaw fell to the side with a cry. His nerves were numb, incapable of feeling pain, but he could tell this was bad, he couldn't see anything and let out a frightened sob.
