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Nightmares vanquished any chance at sleep, rousing Phantomfox from his nest. With the night settling over camp, blanketing darkness across its inhabitants, he dared to step out and into the light-dappled clearing, shadows dancing across his horrifically scarred visage. The tom lumbered towards the entrance in the interest of going on a hunt or a patrol, anything that would allow him to dispel the horrors still flitting behind his silver gaze.
A silver tabby stood in the moonlight, humming to herself. She had her eyes closed peacefully and simply rested, allowing the cold air to brush over her fur. The sound and scent or another drifted over her. Frostwing ceased her humming and rested her gaze on the clanmate who had awoken. She supposed now that night had fallen she should join a patrol and make herself useful. Phantomfox was alone. Perhaps she could join him.
"Clanmate," she called out to him, tail brushing slowly along the frozen ground. "Good evening."
The proximity of another jarred him from his sleepless reverie, pausing with one paw hovering above the snow-smattered earth. "Clanmate?" Quizzically, his brow (or what once was a brow) furrowed, a treacherous crease in the wrinkles upon his countenance. "Do you greet everyone like that or are you just happy to see me?" His quip was frosty, but there was some twisted look of amusement in the shadow of the smirk pursed on his lips.
She smiled at his tone. "No need to be so harsh," she replied, "I did not mean to offend." Frostwing rose up to stand and examined the cat in front of her. What had happened to him?
"Do you have somewhere to be, or may I join you this evening?"
"You can do what you want. I'm not your keeper," grunted the tom, quick to turn away as he felt the burn of her eyes upon him, the walking freakshow. Without another word to her, he ducked out of camp and barely paused beyond the curtain of vines to wait for her to join him.
What a curious tom. She followed. "What are we doing then, hm?" Frostwing walked beside him and a little behind, trying to gauge where they were going.
His shoulders lifted and then dropped in the motion of an effortless shrug. "Can hunt or patrol. It really doesn't matter. Though if we do patrol, we should check near SunClan and make sure they aren't getting any ideas about trying to sneak back over." His claws flexed in anticipation, part of him hoping they did find one stupid enough to venture across the boundary. He could still feel the scars pulling against his skin from the recent battle.
"Alright then, a patrol sounds just fine," she purred, eyes sparkling. Frostwing hadn't patrolled in MoonClan yet. She was looking forward to doing something different and new. The tom beside her was a grouch, but she was enjoying having company nonetheless.
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 Dec 24, 2020 12:03:58 GMT -5
Applecrumble stalked through MoonClan's land, SunClan had been driven back to their territory but it didn't mean that they were willing to give up MoonClan's land just yet. The only reason they relented was Bloodystar's defeate at his sisters paws and that face that they had so many kits to move out of harms way. Noe that they were tucked away safely, SunClan patrols had already started pushing back on the boundery waiting to see just how far they could go. Along with Applecrumble was quite an impressive patrol of warriors, marking the new boundary line pretty far into MoonClan's territory
Phantomfox prowled ahead of Frostwing with few words between them. Perhaps they made small talk as strangers might do, but it was swiftly silenced by the tom, his chocolate tail lashing wildly. He could smell the scent of SunClan nearby, far closer than it should have been. "We've got company." This time when he grinned, it was large and brimmed by something similar to excitement, adrenaline pushing him to lunge in the direction of the intruding patrol.
"Oh, a smile now?" she teased, striped tail lashing as she caught the same scent. "Such a danger junkie." Frostwing moved ahead of Phantomfox, ready to see what SunClan cat was foolish enough to cross into their land.
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 Dec 24, 2020 12:25:39 GMT -5
The giant tortoiseshell heard the voices, turning to face them with a slight tilt o her head as they came her way. She towered over even most toms, her large muscles the result of a lot of training and her constant need to be moving, her size pure genetics. A grin spread across her face as she waited on them to catch up "Hey look some sleepy MoonClan cats, about time you came"
If anything, Applecrumble's size excited the mangled feline rather than invoked any sort of fear out of him. Phantomfox was no shorty, however; his body was one dangerous muscle controlled by a fleshy sack of thoughts, and he was as large as he was strong. "You'll be the ones sleeping pretty soon," he taunted, crashing towards her with malice etched into his face.
"Two strong cats facing off. How sexy." Frostwing crouched down, waiting for someone else to make the first move. She wasn't a great fighter, but the allure of fighting under the moonlight made it worth it.
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 Dec 24, 2020 12:59:43 GMT -5
Applecrumble grinned as the cat launched himself at her, since he made the first move it meant that she didn't have to hold back. Unfortunately they would soon find out that she wasn't exactly a normal opponent. She charged forward to, leaving herself open to attack not even attempting to defend herself and instead going straight in for the kill, her teeth lashing in the moonlight as she went for his throat.
Movement. Frostwing watched as Applecrumble jumped at her clanmate, teeth scarily gleaming. The silver tabby leapt out of her crouch, sailing through the air to meet the other she-cat halfway. She'd rather take a rough hit than see Phantomfox get his throat ripped out.
As Frostwing stupidly threw herself in between him and the intruder, Phantomfox dove to the side before resuming his strike, whistling through the air with claws outstretched, itching to feel blood trickle between his toes.
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 Jan 23, 2021 14:07:16 GMT -5
(Sorry ya'll)
Applecrumble barely felt the she-cats attack, more like an annoyance as she spun around swiping hard with one of her front paws, it landing on the ground as she kicked backwards toward the other attacker
