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Crimsonrose nodded and with her teeth gritted together she exited the den, ginger pelt bushed out, putting herself just outside the nursery and now an obstacle in Sweetcrema's path. "Stop that cat!" She yelled catching the attention of Knightrunner, the tom having been moving towards Glowstar. "He has Sweetiepeach's kits!" SummerthymeFaith
Knightrunner's eyes widened. "Windchaser! Help me!" He called for the immortal council member. She was the fastest of them. The best way to get that winterclan cat to stop without endangering the kits he'd grabbed would be to corner him on DayClan's territory. Without waiting to see if the Immortal Council Member could heed his call for her, he tore after Cloudywinter. "Put those kits down you piece of fox dung!" Spotpao
(Alright so we're gonna go ahead and wrap this up. If you have kits start for the exit!)
Wolftundra had failed to take not underestimate his opponent. A troubling affair considering his opponent was now leaving him with a bleeding scratch from the middle of his eyebrow through the corner of his eye and down towards his jaw. A diagonally, messy thing, that blocked the vision in his right eye. With a furious yowl, he charged the tom, planning to tackle him and overpower him once more, returning the favor of a bleeding wound.
In the heart of the battle, found Wintrystar, Glowstar, and an injured Fairytalepaw and a warrior standing guard above the apprentice. Wintrystar's sharp, deadly blue gaze turned from the bleeding apprentice and DayClan warrior, and to Glowstar, almost daring her to attack. "I regret the day you birthed that monster. You can thank Bluejay for all your problems. I already have. She has been the chaos of much turmoil within the clans and you refuse to see reason. Now she is in my care, and you dared to judge how I handle my clan, how I handle prisoners. You only have yourself to thank for this." With her words spoken with bleeding hatred and fury at the mere thought of Bluejay, Wintrystar turned her back on Glowstar and the bleeding Fairytalepaw. "WinterClan! We have left our mark and now we will take our leave!" She hurried, not running in fear, but in triumph. For she could see kits dangling from the jaws of WinterClan warriors.
Cloudywinter, two kits dangling from her jaws, took off after Wintrystar. The Distraction team would take formation around the Extraction one. Protecting them as they left the scene of the battle with their precious cargo in tow. The grey and white she-cat worked her way towards eth middle of the group of WInterClan cats leaving DayClan territory. A part of her felt triumphed at their success today! The other part was furious that they were taking in halfblood brats. But their numbers would need replenishing and halfblood was better than no WinterClan blood in her eyes.
Howlingnight turned to leave with Wintrystar, but caught sight of Sweetiepeach still in the nursery holding her one kit. It was just one kit left behind though, WinterClan had plenty. He turned to leave, but the thought of leaving Sweetiepeach with only one kit left in her paws was so undeserving. She had been kind to everyone, yet she never needed to. She was fierce, came from a strong family, she was a Bright Brigade member.
"Cover me," He commanded to Windyhurricane as he rushed into the Sweetiepeach's den. With one movement he dove underneath Sweetiepeach and stood up fully with her lying across his back before pelting off after the patrol. Sweetiepeach was still holding onto Buzzardkit the best she could.
Windyhurricane let out a pleasant mrrow at the sight of Crimsonrose, "Crimson, it's been so long! Do you remember me? I'm Windy, I was Windypaw, oh my gosh, it's so good to see you. I have to go, but we have to catch up," He said enthusiastically.
Wishbone cried out as he was tackled under the bigger toms weight. He tossed and turned, but was easily over powered by Wolftundra's strength so instead he rested his head back to look up at him. His blue gaze was stunning, bluer and kinder than the sky, but they burned as he glared up at the tom in silent anger. He was accepting what was to come and hissed as the tom returned the favor lashing him across the face in an identical wound. But hearing as Wintrystar called her warriors, back, but Wolftundra still holding him down made him want to squirm. Was he going to finish him off?
working nights gives me a messed up sleep schedule- // Nightclan Deputy
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Post by hals on Sept 29, 2020 0:38:31 GMT -5
Rainpuddle quietly followed after the extraction team, keeping her ice blue eyes sharp for any warrior that dared to try and stop them as they made their exit. Her ear twitched with slight interest as she heard her father comment to the other queen in the Dayclan nursery, but pushed it aside as she streaked after the rest of her clan. It felt like a stone settled in her chest as they successfully completed the mission, but at what cost? She hated to think of the casualties that would become of this fight, but it what was done is done. The warrior clenched her jaw as she scanned her surroundings for any Dayclan warriors that may have followed the retreating Winterclan group.
As cats moved to block her path Sweetcrema snarled around Lionkit who was still in her jaws. If she wanted to harm the kit but both Crimsonrose and Sweetiepeach had just put herself and the kit in a compromised position. Winterystars call to head back to camp made her ear twitch. Drop the kit and run leaving it in it’s mother’s paws and fail her mission or keep the kit and run and potentially rise the chances of injury to the kit. She promised the queen that the kit would be safe with her. But there was no stopping her from using the kit as a shield either. She was tactful. But not with out winters dark intentions. “Let me pass! Stop me or attack me and you will harm the kit.” She meowed around the small ball of fluff.” She took a few tentative steps before putting speed to her paws that had for many moons allowed her to scale the mountain side with grace and darted past then and for the entrance and her clan mates.
Windchaser heard Knightrunner's call and immediately raced after Cloudywinter, kicking up dust in her wake and leaving Knightrunner far behind. She closed in on Cloudywinter quite fast considering she was the fastest cat in Dayclan. She was so close, now, that she could grab Cloudywinter with her jaws and pull her to the ground. However, as she reached to grab Cloudywinter, she hadn't noticed the rabbit hole underpaw and immediately felt hot pain and heard a snap as her paw twisted awkwardly in the hole. She crashed to the ground and slid to a halt. Within moments, her paw began to swell. "You fox-hearted cowards!" Windchaser called after the fleeing Winterclan, rage boiling inside her. She had been so close to at least saving one kit but now she was on the ground, dust in her fur, a potentially broken paw and no rescued kits.
"Someone get Brakewings!" Glowstar called out, both her paws were pressing down against the crimson blood coming out from Fairytalepaw. She had at first thought Wintrystar had blinded him, which was horrific enough, but when she looked back at him she could see the blood pooling out below him along his throat. She couldn't leave his side without him bleeding out entirely.
Her heart was racing as she fought to keep herself composed. Refused to let her thoughts wonder what Fia and Golden would think or how different Fairytalepaw's life was going to be if he did live. She almost asked him why the apprentice hadn't said he was bleeding, but she knew the tom couldn't feel anything. He didn't have nerves, there was no way for him to know, especially when his vision was blinded.
