Price To Pay [N/E Battle]

[Durango]

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[atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/5f2eiw.png] Scatterstar The fields of EastClan seemed calm, but from the cold mountains, and through the rippling grass stalked an army of NorthClan warriors. In front of them was Scatterstar, their blue-eyed, battle hungry leader. His body was tingling from the anticipation of war. It wasn't the actual sensation of sinking his teeth or claws into the flesh and fur of an enemy warrior craved, but the strategy and mentality of it all. Truth be told, Scatterstar didn't really plan to physically battle at all. He usually stood behind his warriors, giving orders, but he didn't get involved. He was unskilled in the actual arts of fighting, but he could coordinate them. He would just have to use his warriors as pawns in his game with EastClan. EastClan would fall if he had his way, and victory would eternally belong to NorthClan. In a matter of time, I will own these fields, he thought as he surveyed them. His blue eyes glinted. The spotted cat looked off into the distance, knowing that the EastClan cats were probably worrying themselves sick over the impending danger. They were on the outskirts of their camp, on edge, not knowing when it would happen. Scatterstar waited for his warriors to gather behind him, and he waited for the exact moment to signal his attack.

[Firefly]

Blackstorm loyally followed his leader, surveying the EastClan lands as he walked through them. They seemed almost plain, filled with nothing but waving grass pushed by breeze. He knew that they were teeming with prey in the summer, which made them a valuable asset to NorthClan.

He stood by Scatterstar's side, and waited patiently for his orders. He trusted the command of the leader, and knew he would do an excellent job in leading them to victory over the other Clan. There was no way EastClan could be able to hold up against a full force NorthClan attack. They were waiting for an attack, but they were kept occupied not knowing when or how.

[honey]

Bluestripe approached behind Blackstorm, eyeing him with just a flicker of admiration in her eyes. It was hardly any secret to the Clan that she had a thing for him. The only cat who seemed not to know was Blackstorm himself. Delightedly, she slunk up next to him. "I am very excited for this battle, aren't you?" she purred to him. She believed that NorthClan's forces could take down the EastClan forces.

She knew there was a potential for a few of their warriors to die in battle, but Bluestripe wasn't planning on being one of them. She'd give her life for her Clan, but not today. NorthClan would triumph over EastClan with few casualities, that's what she had convinced herself.

[nemo]

Puddlewhisker glumly followed behind. The grass was under her paws, tickling them as she walked along, serving only to irritate her. She saw all the other warriors lined up in rows, for their deaths. Marching along, they were all ready with their claws out, to deal damage in numbers to the cats of EastClan. We're all going to die here. Her blue eyes narrowed. She could only stare at her clanmates with bitter looks. Her parents had died in battle a long time ago. Now she would follow them, it seemed. She was not excited for the battle, nor was she opposed to it, it only was. She only wanted for it to be over.

[Apivo]

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[atrb=background,http://desmond.imageshack.us/Himg845/scaled.php?server=845&filename=picture2jy.png&res=medium] Kestrelclaw was trotting through the grass, the moisture coming from the pointy reeds brushed against her tawny pelt. She opened her mouth and breathed in the scents of nature, it had just rained and the fresh smells where starting to kick the roof of her mouth. A large clump of burdock surrounded the area today; good, these will be useful for the clan! She paused; a slight sense of unease crawled through her fur, she glanced back towards the camp but nothing gave way to any reasons. She couldn't help feeling a dark shallow wave of breathing, the density of the air was different and similar to that of when she was in camp surrounded by her clan mates. Her eyes widened as she glanced across the wet fields, tails. She definitely spotted thin tails in the grass, her paws lurched and she quickly pulled up the herbs that she was looking for, bounding as quickly as she can to warn the camp.

[h a r e . xxx]

Harepaw followed his Clan leader through the field, anxiety knotting his belly and causing him to trail behind slightly. He had been dreading the day ever since this battle had been announced, and now he was about to be in the middle of total warfare. Even though he knew it was against the warrior code to attack a medicine cat, the young blue-gray tom couldn't help but to fear for his life. His eyes for once betrayed no emotion, as if his mind had grown still. That was because it had grown still, overwhelmed by every one of his thoughts blending together and taking over.

He raised his teal-copper eyes slightly and saw Kestrelwing, the EastClan medicine cat, shuffling herbs into a pile. The thought of any medicine cat being killed today sent him into a mental fit that nearly led to wretching up his fresh-kill. He hadn't seen much death since the day he decided to become an apprentice and train in healing. He knew he was about to see more today than he could hope for in a lifetime.

[equus]

Freezecloud walked with the other young warriors. Her body trembled with anticipation--and dread. How did it happen that she was to fight in a battle that would forever change the Clans? It seemed like something out of a nursery tale, and one that would end badly. At least I've had a good night's sleep, she considered. Poisonthorn stayed next to her the whole night--both of them were bone-tired, and fell asleep almost as soon as they laid down.

Now, Freezecloud trotted ahead, drawing even with Scatterstar. If there was some way she could help prevent catastrophe in this battle, it would be to make it as clean as possible. She knew how to get to the EastClan camp, and from there, they could quickly win the battle. "Scatterstar," she mewed respectfully to her bloodthirsty leader. "Is there a way I could be of some help? I do know the way to EastClan's camp, and they would never see nor hear us coming."

Freezecloud kept up with Scatterstar's quick pace as she awaited his response. She knew if she asked he would allow her to go home; after all, she had done enough to aid this battle. However, as much as she longed to follow back the path of tall grass flattened by the Clan, she could not bear to run from a disaster she had created herself.

[Durango]

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[atrb=background, i52.tinypic.com/5f2eiw.png] Scatterstar The leader listened to Freezecloud as she walked up to him. His ears flicked. She did just so happen to know the way to the EastClan camp, and probably a very stealthy way to get in there as well. He nodded to her. "Yes, I need a reconnaissance from you. I need you to go and see what the EastClan cats are doing, and tell us the weakest point in their camp. Choose the side that has the least cats nearby it, so that we may sneak through and attack before they know what's going on," he told her. He looked back at his warriors, at his deputy, and everyone else who had come along from NorthClan. "Take Poisonthorn and Bluestripe along with you. You'll need their support." Scatterstar looked back in the direction of the EastClan camp. It was so well hidden among the rest of the grass, and he knew that they had been both smart and stupid by making their camp unprotected by any sort of shelter. It was almost invisible, but at the same time it was open and unprotected. "Go now," he meowed to her. "Don't get caught, and make sure the others know to be extra careful." The last thing I need is three of my warriors being used in some sort of exchange for my neutrality. If it's their lives or the victory of this battle, victory will undoubtedly be placed over the lives of three warriors. As much as he valued his Clan members, he was not about to back down now, no never, not until EastClan was destroyed.

[owlflight]

Owlflight's stormy green eyes wandered across the tranquil horizon. It was a pity that the peace was to be shattered by screams and dripping blood. She kept her ears pricked for the sounds of grass being parted by EastClan warriors. She already sighted the EastClan Medicine Cat Kestrelclaw, running away to warn her Clan. Her eyes were wide with panic. The herbs she had gathered would come into use today.

Owlflight's grey pelt brushed against the dewy grass. Her heard Freezecloud mew her request to Scatterstar, who undoubtedly agreed. Why would he give up such a tactical advantage? She swallowed the bile that rose in her throat. She snuck a glance at Blackstorm whose battle-hungry eyes were gleaming. Bluestripe had a matching look on her own face. What did she see in Blackstorm anyway?

This is sick. Owlflight thought. The unnecessary war will surely bring unnecessary deaths. And for how long? How long does Scatterstar plan to carry out this-his- war? Does he view his warriors as expendable?

I wouldn't put that pass Scatterstar

[Toadie]

Poisonthorn padded up near Freezecloud and listened to what she had to say to Scatterstar. Scatterstar suggested that the two of them, along with Bluestripe, go and find a weak point in the EastClan camp. He was brave, but he had his doubts. EastClan will be on their guard. Is it really wise to send three warriors down there? He wasn't sure what he would do if they were all captured by EastClan.

"Should we go now, Freezecloud?" he asked. He had listened to her concerns about the war and they had both slept next to each other after their eventful day. He was still pleased that they hadn't been forced to go sit vigil on top of everything else. He looked around, trying to see if he could spot Bluestripe. She was next to Blackstorm, as usual. Even a blind cat could see that she likes him, but he's oblivious.

[Bloodpaw]

Eclipsesun felt out of place with his black fur against the wheat and grass. He didn't fit in with the snow of the mountains, and he didn't fit with the golden brown of the fields. His red eyes glinted as he followed his leader into the battlefield. EastClan would meet their end on this day, and his pride and the pride of the rest of his Clan was resting on that fact.

He was excited, stimulated by the thoughts of battle, pumping through his brain and into his veins like adrenaline. "Prepare to meet StarClan, EastClan warriors," he murmured. He looked around at the other cats. Scatterstar was organizing strategies, and the rest of them either looked apprehensive or excited.

[equus]

Freezecloud nodded to Poisonthorn, then followed his gaze to Bluestripe. The she-cat was next to Blackstorm, like she had been for the whole journey. Freezecloud rolled her eyes--that relationship was going nowhere soon. She called out to Bluestorm. "We're going to the EastClan camp," she said as Bluestripe approached. "Scatterstar wants us to find their weakness so we can attack unnoticed." She flicked her tail at the two cats, gesturing for them to follow her. She locked her gaze on the dip where their camp was located, making sure she was going in the right direction. As she had seen the EastClan warriors do the day before, she bent her legs so she sank out of view below the grass.

Taking a deep breath, Freezecloud steadily ran toward the camp, keeping her pawsteps light and quiet. She glanced behind her occasionally, making sure to catch glimpses of Poisonthorn and Bluestripe's fur. She needed to be sure her warriors didn't get lost in the sea of grass. We belong on the mountains, she thought. How will we find use for this territory?

[honey]

Bluestripe nodded when she heard the orders. She was reluctant to leave Blackstorm, but she followed Freezecloud and Poisonthorn along towards the enemy camp. Her pale blue eyes glinted. "What kind of weakness are we looking for?" she asked. She padded up more towards the front of the trio so that she could seem as though she were more in charge of the whole thing. She was having a hard time seeing through all the grass that brushed her face and cut at her paws. She hissed once or twice. She didn't understand how EastClan could live in such an inhospitable environment. They couldn't even see where they were going.

[nemo]

Oh, he's sending more warriors to their deaths. Brilliant. Puddlewhisker watched Scatterstar and sneered. Why not just kill everyone all yourself? She prowled along, sneezing when some grass got in her face. This only made her more grumpy. She prowled up towards Owlflight, a look of cynicism still plastered firmly on her face. "Enjoy your moments before we all die," she meowed. "There's no way our warriors will be able to defeat EastClan, not unless some freak storm comes and lightning strikes them all." She sat down, looking onward. "The most we can do is hope that someone up there is on our side."

[Toadie]

Poisonthorn followed behind in the grass, feeling visible due to his dark fur, but trying to keep low to the ground like he saw Freezecloud doing. His ears flicked back and forth. Why would send two of his youngest warriors on a mission like this? he thought. He reckoned that it was because Freezecloud had been here before, but as for making him go along, he couldn't figure it out. At least Bluestripe, a more experienced warrior, was along with the both of them. But they had just been apprentices the other day.

He looked around again as the grass brushed his face. He was used to the flat grass in the NorthClan foothills that was almost always dead. All of this grass was far larger than he was, and he couldn't see where he was going unless he kept an eye on Bluestripe or Freezecloud's tail. "I hope we can get this over with quickly," he meowed.