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Post by racer on Apr 24, 2021 19:12:03 GMT -5
DayClan Buzzingswarm began to panic as he felt his life slipping away, unable to breathe as the blood slipped into his airway as he slowly drowned. His body thrashed, He stopped being able to hear to words of the cats nearby, but as Fairytalehunt's scent filled his nose he reached his paws outwards trying to touch his boyfriend with the last of his energy. It was only as Fairytalehunt's paw rested on his that the tom's movements slowed. He tried to say something, but it came out as a low gurgle. Then her stopped, blood trickling from his mouth and blue eyes staring blankly ahead. He was gone. Faithpao
Faith The click caught Soullessabomination's attention instantly. She snapped her head over and gave Howlingnight a slight nod before looking to Harvestcharm. Just as she started to approach, Agonywail knocked her over with a quick shoulder check. She spiraled to the ground, but did not give her advancing Clanmate any sort of rebuke. She had mission. She scrambled back to her paws and continued to charge towards Harvestcharm. She cared nothing for his grief. The massive she-cat tackled him from behind and brought him to the ground. In the next moment long fangs surged towards Harvestcharm's neck.
WINTERCLAN Pomegranantepaw was by no means pleased for her father to take over her fight and would surely make mother known of the proceedings. Her daughter, her heir, her sweet Pomegranantepaw had been ready to kill this apprentice and her father had stopped her, mother would not be pleased, she thought. But she relented, knowing it was more important to follow commands, espeically in battle and even more so from her parents, than to question them in that moment. So she left, went to look for a different fight to join in on. The she-cat is loyal and perfect, the princess of the clan and if she disobeys, even for something like the rights to her battle with the apprentice, then she's telling others they can too and she would not have that. Furious with her father's decision and his patronizing lick to her head, she stalked off back into battle. Dark grey fur tinted with areas of white could be seen stalking the battle field, look for a new target to take her frustrations out on and to use to show proof that she was strong and worth of her position as a princess of WinterClan.
Wolftundra was furious, first his pet was attacked and now Silverfury was butting in on his fight! The tom wouldn't have that kind of disrespect even from a fellow pureblood. With a growl and howl, the tom charged at the nearest cat, catching Rottonfang in the shoulder with his body slam, not even caring that Rodent was in the way of his attack. He didn't care about his pet, Rodent could die for all he cared, but he would have these cats' blood for the sole reasoning that they attacked WinterClan's camp. Deep down though, way deep down and he would never admit this to anyone, he was furious that his pet was being hurt in his place, that Rodent had taken the original hit that was meant for him. "Step aside, Silverfury. This is my fight!" The dirty white tom didn't even pay notice top the fact that the cat he'd attacked was once a WinterClan cat, a demon brat. He didn't care. Only that there was a battle for him to fight in and that Silverfury was trying to take that battle from him. Wolftundra didn't realize why Silverfury had come out to interrupt his battle or what his problem was, and Wolftundra would surely be giving him an earful about minding his business when help wasn't asked for or needed later. But in that moment, he felt insulted by the other tom. So either Silverfur better step aside, or have a Gods good reason for trying to take the fight from the blood thirsty tom. JadiestrawberrycupidFaith
Wintrystar was over this scene before her. With bored, narrowed eyes, she called out to the three toms before her. "Are you done? I have no time for sniveling kits in the midst of a battle. Die with honor or don't that's your problem. But get out of my way!" With that she slashed her claws once more at the nearest cat, Harvestcharm, aiming for his throat as well, or at least his head. In her head, she took notice of chaos around her, the battle unfolding and the disappearance of her mate. She thought nothing of it, only that he'd been engaged elsewhere.
From behind her, not to far away guarding the entrance to the camp, Rowanstrike spotted her with three opponents and no backup and proceeded to come to her aide. Though if asked, Wintrystar would deny needing it, so it was good that the warrior didn't bother to ask. He merely took up post on her other side, pinning in the three outsiders. Faithstrawberrycupidracer
"Dirty little rat," Silverfury growled as he felt Huntleigh's smaller mass slam into his side and obscure his attack. The massive silver tom didn't lose his footing technically, but he had to slam his front paws onto the ground to steady himself otherwise he very well may have fallen over. Battle stance regained but attack of opportunity long gone, he turned to face the dark-furred tom that had gotten between him and his target and hissed, "Rodent, if you can't keep this one out of my way, I'll kill him and then I'll kill you."
His eyes were steely gray as he swatted at Huntleigh, trying to shove the tom at Rodent He was totally unaware of Wolftundra's presence or rant about him taking the other tom's prey as all of Silverfury's focus was on one can and one cat only: Rottenfang. Faithstrawberrycupidpao
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Wolfconstellation blinked at Goldenphantom, dumbfounded by the existential lesson she was trying to teach complete strangers like him and Arcticsong in the middle of battle. She clearly had a screw loose and didn't want to stick around long enough for it to fall out entirely.
"Actually---" He began only for Arcticsong to cut in and demand a fight again. If he had a palm, it would most certainly be on his face. Swishing his fluffy tail from left to right, Wolfconstellation cleared his throat, "--- It sounds like Goldenphantom wants to play hide and seek and, uh, we should hide." He wasn't sure if Arcticsong would buy that, she was childish but certainly not a child, but he was out of options and the sound of battle was growing louder by the second.
"Come on, let's go." He insisted, lifting his paw to nudge Arcticsong and then stopping himself before he touched her. Wolfconstellation had always been very careful to give her her personal space but Sun God was it frustrating in moments like these when he really needed her to get moving. Finally the little tom took a deep breath and place his paw pad over her paw very slowly and very deliberately, "Please? I uhh... It sounds fun."
He blushed and had to look away, heart racing all of the sudden for no reason he could tell. Faithstrawberrycupid
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"Okay mama, if you need help I'll be right here!" Goslingkit chirped, soothed by her mother's reassurance, but only just. Something wasn't right, she could tell battle was bad and that Pandora was part of that bad, but she couldn't understand the scope of it. The concept of life and death still eluded her.
She stayed in the nest when Dottymask stepped out of it but poked her little gray-and-white head over the edge, watching with bright blue eyes full of concern, worry and awe. FaithHoneystorm
Fairytalehunt stared down at Buzzingswarm, his paw gently moved over the bodies eyes, closing them. Getting up he began padding away.
"You-" Harvestcharm began, but didn't even know how to finish his statement. DayClan cats were just cruel or at least his littermates were, they weren't anything close to him and Sweetwheat. Goldenphantom had always seemed nice, but Fia was something close to an assassin. The emotionless attachment to other living beings had clearly rubbed off on her kits.
He was just about to turn, but instead was gripped by the throat. Coughing just to get any suffocating breaths out he felt like prey, hanging tensely in Soullessabomination's grip. Carefully and precisely he whirled his claws straight into her muzzle, not just jabbing her, but prying her jaw open, freeing himself. He collapsed to the ground, but immediately picked himself up, right in time to be uppercut by Wintrystar's claws. His body thudded to the ground once more, his heart pounding in his ears, as he stared up at the mercy of the WinterClan leader. From the bottom of his throat to the top of his brown was a long gory slash that just barely avoided taking his sight. He spotted Rowanstrike just in time before slowly growing still, his gaze dulling, as he allowed his mind to drift away. There were three opponents on top of him, his best chance at this point was to play to dead or at the very least slowly dying.
"Mother!" Gardeniapaw called out to Wintrystar, "I think we're winning," She smirked, gesturing to the war around them. One cat had already died by Wintrystar's paws while the other, Harvestcharm lied bleeding beneath the WinterClan leader. All around them WinterClan cats were outnumbering DayClan and Renegade Regime, easily teaming up on them to the point it was getting on WinterClan cats nerves to have to share a fight. "They should be the ones begging us to stop soon, but I was thinking, what fun would that be? Maybe we should demand a prize for defeating them?"
Rottenfang's bony body fell over pathetically easily to Wolftundra's strength to an enormous degree. He had been slammed down and rolled four times before finally mangaging to stop the momentum. Teetering slightly, he got up, feeling dizzy from the impact. Light on his paws he clawed Wolftundra across the face before clumsily leaping at him, his claws swiping down the toms flank like he had felt his father do to him. There was no strategy or warrior training to tell him how to fight, but if he could keep one less cat off of Wolftundra he would.
Rodent panted, for living in such cold place he was sweating in this battle. This time he made sure to get low sweeping Huntleigh's paws out from under him before immediately descending onto him like a wolf ready to engulf his meal. With his claws out he lashed forward, prepared to hold Huntleigh's head down to land him blow after blow until he stopped moving, or at least he hoped to succeed in it. That way Silverfury and Wolftundra could beat up the FRAIL GUY. Like seriously, what was wrong with them? There was no need for all two to finish off the weakling, he was going to get turned to dust by this Regime guy!
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 28, 2021 14:04:19 GMT -5
DAYCLAN Pandora had been looking for Dottymask, and when the she-cat called out for her, she didn't hesitate to appear. Even without powers, she was a terrifying cat, few could say they had nearly destroyed two clans with their own paws. When she stepped out, her eyes were dark and vengeful. Dottymask would pay for hurting her family. "Looking for me? The name's Pandora. I would ask yours, but I already know who you are, Dottymask." A faint smile played across her lips. FaithJadie
Alvah had kept his eyes on Shule. And that was his first mistake, as suddenly he found himself lifted up by the midsection, then slammed down onto the ground on his side. Last time Senescence had hit her son, she'd pulled her punches by comparison to this. Now, there was absolutely no mercy in her moves, her eyes an endless void with nothing behind them as she stared into his eyes. "You're dealing with me now." Was all she said, and at this moment, she was most definitely a far, far bigger threat than Shule could hope to be. Faith
RENEGADE REGIME Lex turned at the voice of his daughter, and when he spotted her, the tom immediately teared up as well, leaning back on his hind paws to swing Blazingbluejay around in a spinning hug as she launched herself into him, a deep purr rumbling in his throat. "I missed you so much, Bluejay." He murmured in her ear, holding onto her tightly as he settled into a sitting position.
Commander Shule hissed at the apprentice clawing her, but before she could respond to Howlingnight, the massive form of Senescence interrupted them, and given the look in the Proxy's eyes... Shule had the good sense to let her deal with her own kit, and instead smacked Icepaw off of her with barely sheathed claws. "Try fighting an actual WinterClan cat." She told him, turning slightly to see who needed help. "I'd say you entertained me, but it seems your performance was cut short." Shule told Alvah Faris just a moment before she launched herself into the fray with Huntleigh and Rottenfang, having noted them being outnumbered. paoJadiestrawberrycupidFaith
Guidinglight hadn’t been in camp when the attack began, but upon seeing the carnage taking place he didn’t hesitate to leap into the fray. His movements were smooth and graceful, not yowling and growling like the brutes around him. He moved in silently, quickly cutting through opponents, crimson now splattered onto his pristine white pelt. It was almost as if the Tom was dancing across the battlefield, coming from behind the intruders that were now inside of the cave. His goal was to injure as many as possible, to make it easier on his clan-mates that fought alongside him.
Stygian hadn't experienced anxiety due to a battle since he was young and witnessing his first one alongside his adopted brother and sister in SpringClan ages ago. He reveled in the shedding of blood, especially here, where the white of every ice-encased tree and white covered patch of ground was just asking to be ruined. Yet, when the tom who – in the back of his mind – was the reason he was stuck inside this mousebrained cell jumped into the front line against the two other groups – he vaguely recognized the dirt diggers, the way you might if you saw them once and your brain morphed their features – he found his stomach doing an intricate acrobatic dance that he was both impressed by and physically ill because of. He'd get mad at his own bodily reaction if his gaze wasn't glued to the graceful and lithe way the tom maneuvered himself out of situations he may not come back from, only to deliver hefty blows against his opponents. It had him itching to... what? Get out there and help? Become a superhero tag-team fighting partnership? Battle bros for life?
This was when he gave himself a look, a physical reaction that expressed itself on his outer appearance and would probably weird out anyone who was actually looking at him if they weren't in his head seeing what he was seeing, which they weren't, but it didn't matter anyway because no one was paying attention to him as it was. He briefly wondered if he could escape the prison without anyone noticing in all the commotion. That would lose him the chance of getting to know his handsome pretty boy though and that wasn't an option.
Post by strawberrycupid on Apr 29, 2021 18:34:44 GMT -5
DAYCLAN
She'd had enough. Watching the battle, it was clear they were on the loosing side. And Goldenphantom wasn't gonna let another family member get killed under her watch. The couple bickered, and at the she-cat's insistence, Goldenphantom swatted her on the nose. Just enough to hurt a bit. It was clear she was holding back. "Go play. Everything will be done here soon." Her tone was dark, urgent as the strings finally pulled her limbs up. She cleared her throat, before walking away from the pair.
She was a rather large cat. Close to Silverfury's size. It made her rush through the crowd with ease, any caught in her way were shoved to the side. But unlike the former, she was careful. Weaving to make sure her comrades were fine, she descended on the group surrounding Harvestcharm like a tsunami. They were looking away when the tides receded, and now they were shown no mercy. Rowanstrike was hit first, lifted up with ease before getting thrown into the cave wall face first. Wintrystar, well, getting to face her made some sick part of Goldenphantom happy. She swung at the leader's paws, knocking her to the ground and sending Gardeniapaw and Soullessabomination back enough for her to forget they were there. But it wasn't enough, not to satiate the bloodlust she felt. She needed to get Harvestcharm out of there. No matter what it took. So she thought of Fia, and her paws moved before she could stop them. One held one of Wintrystar's hind legs in place, the other dug it's claws into it before she wrenched both in opposing directions. And Golden didn't let up until she heard a snap. Broken.
Like that, she was done. Stepping away from the leader like she was a broken toy, she shimmied underneath her son until she was carrying Harvestcharm on her back. But Goldenphantom looked back one more time. To the leader. The one that has now marred two sons of her's. And the two horrified she-cats next to her. "Next time, tell them to look away. Because I won't." Blood from Harvestcharm's wounds dripped down her, perhaps painting her in the way Fia always saw her. Goldenphantom didn't entertain the thought, leaving the four as fast as she got there. FaithJadiepaostardance
(i'll get to Huntleigh. this was just so long i figured i'd post it by itself)
Post by strawberrycupid on Apr 29, 2021 19:05:25 GMT -5
WINTERCLAN
The bodies of the Winterclan cats moved over him, almost stepping on him like he wasn't even there. Like he didn't exist. One did, and the cut on his neck left a skid mark of blood on the cave floor. Of course it would turn out that Bluepaw would be the only casualty in this fight. A fight they were supposed to win. It was just like him, to leave one little blight on an otherwise perfect record. Trouble. Even till the end.
RENEGADE REGIME
Huntleigh's eyes constantly moved between the three cats. He couldn't let anyone of them make a move. If they all jumped him at once, he wouldn't make it. Thankfully, it didn't seem to be the case. Wolftundra yelling his head off about something or other. Silverfury lackadaisically swiping at him. He would have gotten out of the way, if it wasn't for Rodent. Loosing his balance and falling, he took the strike head on. And his world swirled. But he couldn't let it stop him. Wherever he felt claws, he attacked, dragging Rodent down to the ground so they were at least evenly matched. His gaze kept flicking up to Silverfury, knowing he couldn't let Rodent pin him down at any cost. So Huntleigh's claws hooked into Rodent before he started to roll. Over and over. The pain that blossomed all over his body was nothing compared to the nausea he felt. But Rodent would feel the same, enough to where when Huntleigh had enough, he tried to kick the other tom away. For all he knew, it was still just him. Completely unaware his grandmother was coming to his aide. HoneystormFaithpaoJadie
Cardinalglow growled deep in his throat, jerking backwards as the other tom’s claws ripped into his shoulder. Trickles of blood feel freely from the wound, his tail lashing from one side to the other “To bad it has to be this way” using his back legs he powered himself forward on the offensive this time. His head lowered as if he was going for the tom’s paws, but at the last moment he pushed upwards claws aimed At the other cat’s face (I don’t mind some minor injuries either ashestoashes )
Alese felt the sharp claws scratch across his eye hitting the right side of his face. He closed his right eye unsure just how bad the damage was but blood flowed freely down to the floor. Hissing the tom swiftly ducked underneath in an attempt to lose focus on himself even for a moment. He lunged out and slashed at the tom. Unsure where he hit he at least hit something. It was hard to tell from where he stood. He was now at a slight disadvantage with having only one working eye currently so had to be careful about his surroundings and surprise attacks. This time he stood on the defense with a low snarl in his throat. racer
RENEGADE REGIME Seeing as Huntleigh was dealing with Rodent, Shule went directly for Silverfury. Now, Shule was average in size, significantly smaller than the other tom, as she was most definitely not Eerie by blood. But there was a certain lack of fear, a confidence and a fury to her face that might make even the largest hesitate. Having launched herself at the tom, she hit his side, heavier than one might initially expect from a cat of average size, thanks to all the muscle that rippled beneath her pelt. And she wasted no time, either, digging in her claws as she literally climbed up Silverfury's side, dragging her paws down with each step to hopefully leave bloody gashes behind. She had been trained to fight, to kill, since she was an apprentice's age, and the Commander was absolutely meticulous in ensuring she kept herself in the best possible shape. Would it be enough? Who knew, but what she did know was that she would do anything, anything, to keep Huntleigh and Rottenfang safe. Jadie
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 May 10, 2021 19:56:18 GMT -5
Cardinalglow growled, claws slashing into his chest leaving a deep wound across the muscles. But it hadn't been in vain, his enemy now was injured as well, as he went onto the offensive. Slashing and driving the cat away from the nursery, even as his crimson blood began to drip onto the stone floor below them. Just as he thought that he was getting to toried to continue, another cat appeared. A pure white tom who stood at the side of his clan-mate, blue eyes garing forward "You are injured and outnumbered, leave" Guidinglight had come to his aid ashestoashesѕнαdow✩
WINTERCLAN Honeystorm "Bluejay's sister," Dottymask observed with a chilling tone, but behind the ice was pain, "Here to tell me how bad Bluejay's family had it, that I deserve to pay?" Dottymask asked, her calculated violet gaze looking the feline over momentarily, "If you wish revenge lethal or otherwise I will permit you the chance without playing dirty... Only if you give me the chance to a trial. If I'm guilty I respect the verdict, but I want to be allowed to tell my side of the story. Besides, if I am as guilty as you think I am then doesn't everyone have the right to get the last word in before-" She paused looking at her kit and deciding to phrase things vaguely, "You know what comes of me."
Honeystorm Howlingnight felt like a kit as he was lifted off the ground, swinging up into the air, he winced early, already realizing the amount of force that was about to meet him as he was pummeled back into the earth with a punishing blow that would leave almost any cat motionless and defeated. His limbs twitched before the adrenaline came roaring back, lighting him up like a fuse. He pressed his paws into the earth before hurling himself with all the force he had to build up a momentum to pack a solid enough punch back at Senescence with his entire body, but stopped face to face with her, his breath heavy. He held his stare onto her, the unused adrenaline beginning to weigh on him more than empower him. He gave a half way defeated look knowing she was going to beat him and have an easy time doing so now that he hesitated right in front of her. But she was his mom, if he stepped over that line, if he landed the hit, even if she initiated it he would lose the right to call her mom. He would lose whatever fragile sense of family they had. So if she was going to punish him then... It was just going to happen and he would have to take it.
pao Gardeniapaw had been staring up at her mom with admiration when she noticed Goldenphantom come into view. That wasn't supposed to happen, what was she- "What are you doing!?" Gardeniapaw screamed as the Immortal Council member tore at her moms leg, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" She screamed one more time, but this time it was less of a question, less even of a comment. Her mind short circuiting, barely able to process what was happening in front of her was reality. Her mom always felt untouchable, she always felt she could do anything, but standing there she felt helpless, unable to say anything, but repeat the same dumb line over again as she heard her mothers bone snap.
DAYCLAN strawberrycupid Harvestcharm could hear Gardeniapaw's screams, but hadn't registered Goldenphantom's presence until she was there, lifting him up. He almost wanted to tear, she did care. He knew she cared, but he didn't know she really meant it during the family meeting when Goldenphantom and Autumngossamer were willing to be like seconds parents, not until this moment. "Thank-you," He said to Goldenphantom giving her a kind lick across the shoulder.
Post by ashestoashes on May 11, 2021 13:38:01 GMT -5
The mercenary glared but knew when he was outmatched. If he hadn't been so injured he probably would habe a go with the two cats at once but he kmew when it was time to retreat. Tail lashing side to side Alese started to cautiously head out before pausing to say one last thing. "Again a shame we had to meet like this. You are truly a worthy opponent but for now farewell until we meet again." With that the tom bounded away to the spot he was supposed to wait and meet up with his fellow clan mates. racer
Gardeniapaw's screams fell on deaf ears. If any of them decided to follow after the Immortal Council Member, they'd have to deal with the various cats she shoved in her wake. Even managing to slip out, Goldenphantom didn't slow down much. The blood left blotches in the snow, it made her wonder if Wintrystar had heeded her warning. She needed to get back, but Harvestcharm was her priority to get help for. A weight was lifted from her shoulders when he spoke. "I'm sorry I wasn't there earlier." She had been focused on Harvest but she think she saw it. The limp body of Buzzingswarm. A kind boy from Sunclan sent to die here. She couldn't let herself think of it right now. "Just try and stay conscious, okay? We'll get to Brakewings and the others in no time."
Stygian's eyebrows shot up at the display of dominance over the dirt digger. If he thought it'd win him points, he'd hoot and holler after Guidinglight, commending him for his bravery and skill – it had to be some sort of talent, to make a cat run away without even raising a claw against him. As it was, though, he knew any reminder of his existence for the white tom would result in the tom being distracted with fury towards him, and while the black tom loved chaos and tipping the balances, he wasn't for getting the tom hurt or killed.
Tentatively, the prisoner instead set a toe outside the prison. No guards. No one even glanced at him. Another toe out.
With one rushed step, he was outside the prison's walls, both elated at the feeling of the wind in his fur and also realizing what a terrible mistake he'd made. He decided now was the best time to leave the safety of the ice cavern's sanctuary, stepping into a battle that didn't seem to be winding down anytime soon.
Shrugging, he looked around. Maybe he could help, in some way. Unfortunately, he wasn't quite familiar with the scents of the WinterClan members to differentiate between them and the others. The dirt diggers were fairly easy to identify, considering the smell wafting off of them. Stygian vaguely wondered if they ever actually bathed.
"... No time like the present." He figured, deciding to pad over to one and ask.
{ idk what to do in this thread, somebody come after him }
WINTERCLAN "A prize you say? Do speak daughter, and quickly." Wintrystar hadn't removed her eyes from her opponents before her. Harvestcharm wouldn't be much of a problem from now on, but she still had others to worry about, especially if anyone came to their relationship. The Sovereign was enjoying this though, the fact that these two groups had challenged her clan and were now losing was even better for her pride. But that pride was cut short by the pain of her leg being broken by Goldenphantom. Anger flooded her at the act. Faithstrawberrycupid
Wolftundra growled at the feel of claws ranking his side, trying to ignore the blood coming from his eye from the previous hit to his face. The wound was coming from about his forehead area and bleeding heavily. The wounds on his flank though weren't deep, but they still stung as all scratches do. The tom returned the blow with his full body landing on the cat in question. Rodent was in the corner of his eye from this position, and he could see the exhaustion in the other WinterClan tom, but he didn't show any care for the ex-prisoner. He couldn't. His heart was conflicted on what to do about the pet of his, but he couldn't worry about that right now.
Rowanstrike was surprised by the hit he took from Goldenphantom, and it took him a moment to get back on his paws, especially since he hit his back and head on the cave wall. Headfirst, but luckily the rest of his body helped take some of the impacts. Blood spilled down the side of his head, from the hit, and his vision swam from a moment. Gods, that was going to hurt tomorrow.
Goslingkit's brilliant blue eyes shined brightly as she peaked her head over the edge of the next, but she did her very best to stay still and hidden, like a rabbit hiding from a fox in plain sight. She'd never seen a cat as terrifying as Pandora before and she felt her heart rate speed up which each step the DayClan she-cat took toward her mother. Lord Borealis, she prayed, please keep us safe. FaithHoneystorm
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Wolfconstellation tensed up as Goldenphantom gently smacked Arcticwolf on the nose but was too afraid to put himself between them. Thankfully, he didn't need to, as the DayClan Immortal Council she-cat disappeared just as soon as she'd landed the blow.
"G-Good job, Arctic," He said eagerly, his head as close to hers as he dared, "You intimidated her so bad that she ran away! You did exactly what Wintrystar would have wanted you to do," He carefully placed himself directly into her view next, sure to obscure Goldenphantom's rampage at least mostly from view, "How about we hide now?" Faith
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Silverfury howled as Shule dug her claws into his flank, although it was more in frustration than pain. She had sharp claws but he had thick fur, which mean that the wounds didn't penetrate quite the same as they would had he done the same to her.
"We should have killed you when we had the chance!" He hissed, twisting his head around to dig his fangs into Shule's shoulder. Once she was secured, he slammed the side of his body she was hanging on into the stone ground, hoping to wound and dislodge her, "Wintrystar should have never given you back your cadets.... she should have added you to the prison with them!" Honeystorm
DAYCLAN
"Uh, okay," Icepaw replied to Shule, somehow managing to land on his paws after being deflected. There wasn't enough time to explain that fighting a WinterClan cat was eactly what he had been doing until he was so rudely interrupted, so he just slipped away back into the fighting at the first chance he got... doing his best to avoid direct confrontation as always. Honeystorm
DAYCLAN Pandora shouldn't have glanced over. The moment she did, she could feel her anger waning at the sight of a kit, whom she could only presume to be Dotty's, so close by. Still, she refused to draw back quite yet. "Be glad I'm feeling merciful enough to allow it." She stated simply, waiting for the she-cat to hurry up and explain before she lost all her nerve. Faith
Before Senescence even saw the hesitation, she stood there almost daring him to hit her, after all, he probably knew her well enough to understand her fighting style meant taking far more hits than she needed to in exchange for a higher chance of winning. The moment he stopped, however, she knew he wouldn't, couldn't, bring himself to fight back. Unfortunately, she didn't not share his same sentiments, and he found himself once again slammed to the earth, his mother standing above him, claws bared. She was going to kill him. The look in her eyes said as much, without the need to open her mouth to explain. Faith
RENEGADE REGIME Shule had the wind knocked out of her, and pain blossomed in her shoulder, but it all felt faraway, the adrenaline of the fight fueling her on. "You made a mistake when you hurt my grandson and nephew." That was all she said. She twisted her paws deeper into his fur from where she was under him, digging her claws more firmly into his flesh rather than letting go. Truly, she didn't need to win this fight. She just needed to keep him away from her family. Jadie
"My mistake, if I knew they were yours I would have certainly let them be," Silverfury sneered, finding Shule's comments unbelievably dim-witted. This was a war. She invaded his home. Yet, her first reason for fighting was because he hurt her kin just now? The king that she lead here? Just who was she fighting for and why?
The massive silver tom grimaced as he felt her claws dig deep into his flank and it drew him back to reality. Thankfully, much like how Shule was running on adrenaline, so was he, and it dulled the pain. Silverfury reacted by rolling onto his stomach and then, quick as a viper, lunged for Shule's neck with his fangs. Honeystorm
