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[Note This thread take place directly after the gathering. Any SunClan cat that attended the gathering is welcome to join in]
Silverfringe
SunClan Warrior
The Poised
"SORROWFULARIA" Silverfringe called, as the familiar pelt of her mate appeared in front patrol returning from the rather eventful gathering. Without missing a beat, she strode straight up to him a smile on her face. She looked happy to see him after almost a week apart, having not seen him since she went into labor during their tying of the knot ceremony. "There you are, I have been looking for you" she purred warmly as she got close enough to press her nose to his.
Without giving him the chance to speak, suddenly her paw flashed upwards smacking him across the cheek, the sound echoing through the trees a sneer appearing on her muzzle "HOW DARE YOU LEAVE DURING OUR MARRIAGE CEREMONY" She glared down at them as Sorrowfularia recovered from the slap "You left me all alone to give birth to OUR kits, I should slice you open and leave your entrails for the birds"she growled, anger glinting in her gaze "What do you have to say for yourself?"
Sorrowfularia rubbed their cheek in shock, blinking slowly. "THE HELL, SILVERFRINGE!?" They shouted back, their deep voice reverberating in the earth as their mismatched eyes glared back. "I didn't know having kits turned you into one! You have words for a reason, use them." Their tone downright dripped with condescension, as though talking to a child rather than their own mate. Of course, this was entirely dodging the question, and more than likely bound to make her even more angry. Oops.
Goldengrace though scoffed rolling her eyes at Sorrowfularia's response. "You go girl!" She told her sister. "He shouldn't have left you behind like that!" The golden she cat cheered.
Even though supposedly Silverfringe and Sorrowfularia loved each other, she got a little bit of joy seeing at least one of her sisters able to lash out. Was it healthy? Probably not, but Goldengrace would take the small acts of defiance, and normal drama that once had been so prevalent but was now so suppressed and bottled up.
"I'm not the one running of and leaving their mate standing at the alter in labor" she growled, but her ears fell backwards, not used to getting chastised by her mate in such a harsh way "YOU were supposed to be at MY SIDE" she moved forward until her face was pressed against his "YOU have NO RIGHT to scream at me, when YOU are the one that LEFT me ALONE and in PAIN"
"Do you know what it's like to push out kits? No you don't, and you never will. SO BUCKLE UP BUTTERCUP and get your fluffy behind back to SunClan and help me raise the kits you helped to make. I carried them, I birthed them, and you WILL be there to help raise them "
Sorrowfularia turned to Goldengrace with a purr, though their eyes were alight with a fire. "Oh, did you want some kits of mine too, Goldengrace? I'm free later today, if that's what you're asking." They winked unabashedly, blatantly ignoring Silverfringe as they had the AUDACITY to flirt with their mate's sister, right to her face. "Sorry, Silverfringe, it's hard being this loved by all the cute cats."
Goldengrace spluttered, fur growing hot at the sudden advance. "What?! No! I don't want kits, much less yours!" She said pulling a face. "Besides you're married to my sister!" She jerked her head towards Silverfringe. "Silverfringe! If you want help clawing him, I'm happy to help!"
Bloodystar inserted himself between the feuding couple. Even he couldn't explain why he did this, normally he loved watching Sorrowfularia getting scolded, that littermate of his was nothing but a headache to him. Perhaps the more sensible side of him wanted to quiet down Silverfinge until they got further away from the other Clans. More realistically, though, he just wanted to be the center of attention, he had always been quite the ham.
"Hey.. Hey now," He stumbled over his words much like he was stumbling over his own feet, "Hey."
He was silent for a full thirty seconds after the third hey.
“I don’t think that’s helping your situation,” Festeringfruit suggested helpfully as he came to join the bickering pair. He stood by his mate and placed one ratty paw on her shoulder. “But you’re not clawing a good loyalist, Goldengrace, it’s disrespectful.” Not that he cared, but why not anger his mate?
Goldengrace paid Bloodystar no mind bouncing on her toes. "Silverfringe, you need to claw him up! He's such a horrible mate sis! He just flirted! With me!" She cried. "Does he think I'm that desperate!" She wailed shrugging off Festeringfruit. "And I'll claw whoever I like!"
"Ooh, want to share, Festeringfruit?" Sorrowfularia questioned, grinning wide. "If you'd like, we could switch mates a day." They turned to Goldengrace and Silverfringe, still smiling. "You wanted someone to help with the kits, right Silverfringe? I'm sure Festeringfruit loves kits." They laughed as Bloodystar stepped into the fray. "Sorry, brother, you can keep Jetfire for yourself, these two are prettier anyway."
Silverfringe growled, swiping at Sorrowfularia around Bloodystar who was to out of it to really grasp what was going on "ENOUGH" tired of trying to go around, the she-cat leaped over Bloodystar, her back feet kicking off his spine to give her better leverage and knocking him to the ground and skittering across the ground towards some bushes as she leapt for his throat claws outstretched landing with a loud thump upon his chest pinning him to ground claws digging into the soft flesh of his throat, but before she could go farther a scream caught her attention.
Her head whipped around, just in time to see a long thin muzzle snatching around Bloodystar's midsection sinking in deep as it lifted him off the ground its yips filling the air as it started to flee... The High Priest in it's jaws
Goldengrace was a moment behind Silverfringe screeching furiously as she slammed down on Sorrowfularia's belly about ready to dig in, when the scream caught her attention and making her freeze up in alarm.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Bloodystar screamed as he was swung around like a rag doll. His sense of pain was dulled from the drugs but it didn't do much to help with his upset stomach, which was doing somersaults with each step his captor took. Fangs dug deep into his torso and he could feel his own blood drip down his back and onto the ground. That was pretty scary. Scrambling for purchase, he kicked out his hind legs but never hit anything solid, "SUN GOD HELP ME!"
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 Oct 3, 2020 20:52:41 GMT -5
Silverfringe
SunClan Warrior
The Poised
Right, that is what was supposed to happen. But before Silverfringe could react she felt a rough nip on her scruff before she two was lifted off her mate and shook in the air, her shrill screams filling the air her blood splattering onto Sorrowfularia's face as the fox turned, taking off into the bushes after the one that had grabbed Bloodystar meeting with another one that grabbed onto her leg tugging her in between the two them trying to take it's share of the kill
~~~~~~~~~~~ As the fox carrying Bloodystar entered into the thick undergrowth, two more foxes appeared a little younger than the first but almost fully grown. There were two adults and three almost fully grown cubs in total, brave and hungry enough to snatch from the patrol and run.
Goldengrace paid no mind when Bloodystar started screaming. He was always screaming about something or other. And she needed to avenge Jetfire's honor! She dug her claws into Sorrowfularia's belly fur and was about to bite down-
When another scream, this time her sister's made her pause, and she turned and her eyes widened when she registered the foxes.
"No Silverfringe!" She cried.
Though this gave her a perfect spot to unleash her aggression.
With a snarl she leapt off Sorrowfularia, though leaving a small cut from her claws in his side as she launched herself at the fox that was biting on Silverfringe's leg.
"Let go of her you mangy furball!" Goldengrace shrieked, swiping at it's muzzle to force it to drop Silverfringe, or get it's muzzle clawed.
Blood dripped down their previously immaculate white pelt mere moments before Bloodystar, and then their own mate, was taken away by the foxes. Wait. Silverfringe. Blood that they hardly noticed dripped onto their face. Her blood. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not that this was otherwise surprising. Another thing that wasn't a shock was the fact absolutely no one actually went to save Bloodystar. Slowly rising to their paws, they checked their neck. Not enough to kill them, at least. And in the next moment, they raced off after Silverfringe, launching themself at the other fox attached to their mate and clawing up it's back.
Rolling your eyes, he interjected, "I don't want your mate or your kits." He was interrupted from saying more by the arrival of the foxes.
Festeringfruit backed away, snarling. Five foxes against five foxes - that was a fair fight, except Bloodstar was certainly not about to help them any. Four versus five; he didn't like those odds. "Let's go, Goldengrace," he snapped, his tail whipping from side to side, "it's not worth the fight." He headed for the far edge of the clearing, once looking back to see that he was alone.
Of course, his clanmates wanted to be heroes. Fools.
He spun around and raced to join the fight, flinging himself after the fox holding onto Bloodystar.
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 Oct 4, 2020 10:45:45 GMT -5
Silverfringe
SunClan Warrior
The Poised
The fox holding onto silverfringe's scruff let go with a startled yelp, whipping around to snap at Sorrowfularia before racing off after the older fox that held onto Bloodystar. This left Silverfringe being dragged by her leg, holding her full weight slowing down the younger fox's progress before finally the flesh it had in its mouth gave way releasing her. Taking advantage, silverfringe scrambled behind Sorrowfularia and Goldengrace, but the fox was already chasing after it's family. She had several deep bit marks, and a chunk missing out of her leg, but she had been lucky that it wasn't worse
~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the foxes let go of Silverfringe they regrouped with the ones holding onto Bloodystar, snarling and snapping at Festeringfruit to keep him from chasing after as the older fox continued to run with the High Priest grasped in it's jaws
Sorrowfularia jumped back as the fox snapped for them, teeth grazing their shoulder. Overall, a lucky miss, and once the foxes were gone, they turned to check on Silverfringe. They did have some basic healing knowledge, but not nearly enough to help her as would be needed. "Let's get you to Duskslayer or Mountainsound." The Janus suggested. Honestly, they couldn't care less about saving their brother, though it would probably be smarter for them to go help him, and have Goldengrace get their mate back to camp.
