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Post by Kenya on Jan 27, 2012 16:56:00 GMT -5
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Lightningfur's pelt bristled as she listened to the exchange between the cats. Then suddenly Scatterstar called for the attack. She pressed her ears to her head and exchanged a glance with Fishbone. This attack did not seem fair, but she would never go against her leaders words.
Lightningfur crouched for a moment and used her legs to propel herself forward after her clan. She saw Blackstorm disappear into the camp and quickly followed behind. Allowing herself a moment to take in the surroundings, she couldn't help wonder how they lived in such a warm and open place!
Lightningfur pelted into the heart of the camp, whirling around to face her first cat in this war. She pulled back her lips to show two rows of glistening white teeth and unsheathed the claws that would soon be raking down the pelt of the enemy cat before her.
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Post by Apivo on Jan 27, 2012 22:19:03 GMT -5
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Unfortunately it was Kestrelclaw who got hit, but she wasn't easy to defeat as she still had been trained as an apprentice. Shooting a firey glare at Lightningfur Kestrelclaw ducked and raked at Lightningfur's flank; but the she-cats leg wound began to throb and she hissed back in resentment.
"Stay away from Eastclan, otherwise we will tear you all down" She caterwauled as the Northclan cats started to pour in. They where entering from the elders side and she started to worry for the poor elders lives.
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Post by Amelia on Jan 27, 2012 23:43:55 GMT -5
[THiSTLESTRiPE] EastClan's deputy, Thistlestripe, was attacked viciously by NorthClan's deputy. She bared her fangs and savagely fought back. Like most of the EastClan cats, she had been completely startled by the attack. The NorthClan cats had plotted out just where to come in, and they rushed forth. The only warning they'd had was that of their medicine cat.
It seemed that they were even willing to fight the medicine cat, as well as anyone who got in their way, and they weren't holding back. Their claws were unsheathed and their eyes were burning with vicious rage. She bit Blackstorm solidly on the flank and then whirled around to scratch at his eyes. "NorthClan will never defeat EastClan!" she hissed. |
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Post by sil on Jan 28, 2012 1:35:44 GMT -5
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Fishbone listened attentively, but flattened his beige-rimmed ears to his head when he heard Ripplestar’s life was their target. ”What in StarClan does Scatterstar mean?” he muttered. ”Does he expect us to kill EastClan’s leader eight times over?”
As soon as Scatterstar’s command was given, his thoughts were wiped away in a flush of adrenaline that sent his body Into immediate action. He plunged down the slope, fur streaming. With his long strides and short legs, his dark belly skimmed over the grassy hillside.
Fishbone pulled ahead of a few of his Clanmates; he charged into the Elder’s den close at Blackstorm and Lightningfur’s tails. Without even looking, he tore past the Elders who may have been the den, hoping the others would not notice him sparing the older cats. Instead, Fishbone jumped out into the open area of the EastClan’s camp, amber eyes scanning for a target and sides heaving from his run.
His heart leapt into his throat at the sight of his close friend Lightningfur being attacked. Yowling furiously, he lunged at Kestlrelclaw. Fishbone seized her with claws that he wouldn’t let break skin, and bit her in the scruff, but not enough to cause pain or draw blood. He threw the medicine cat away from Lightningfur with all his might.
Whether or not StarClan were still with the Clan cats, he absolutely refused to harm one of their talented chosen. Fur bristled, Fishbone hissed and spat, ”Tend to your clan, medicine cat!”
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Post by SPARROW on Jan 29, 2012 17:38:48 GMT -5
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WORD COUNT - 168 SIBIACLAW CHARGED WITH FURY into the battle, yowling out an alarm to the other cats. The NorthClan warrior seemed to be pouring in like a deadly flood, and if they didn't stop them they could overwhelm all of the cats in the camp. EastClan hadn't been expecting such an immediate attack, NorthClan wasted no time in their dastardly plan.
HISSING AND SCRATCHING, Sibiaclaw threw himself against a NorthClan warrior. The cowards didn't even give us a chance to talk with them! he thought. He bit down hard on the shoulder of the cat he was fighting with and tossed them to the side. He looked around for other cats and spotted Fishbone in the fray, dragging the EastClan medicine cat off another NorthClan warrior.
SIBIACLAW YOWLED AS HE leaped. "Get out of here, this is EastClan territory!" he spat. "You have no right to be here." He stretched out with his claws and raked them down the pelt of the enemy warrior.
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Post by owlflight on Jan 29, 2012 20:22:05 GMT -5
As Owlflight charged into the EastClan camp, Scatterstar's blood-filled words echoed through her mind. Permission to deliver a bite to the neck! Her thoughts traveled back to a distant time when she was just an apprentice, when her mentor Bluetail told her about the Killing Bite during a battle training session. It was quick and silent, considered to be dishonorable. Only to be used as a last resort.
But the main target? Ripplestar's life. Or in his case, lives. Owlflight hadn't any idea was of many lives Ripplestar had. The worst case scenario was eight. Scatterstar wants use to kill Ripplestar eight times?!
This wasn't just a war. This was massacre. A bloody, lawless massacre. Scatterstar's massacre. A hostile takeover.
While consumed in her thoughts, a mass of fur leaped on to Owlflight, hiss and clawing. Owlflight yowled and used all her weight to push the EastClan warrior off. She lashed out, but with only little force. Her claws met fur but did not draw blood.
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Post by Kenya on Jan 29, 2012 22:11:40 GMT -5
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Lightningfur hissed as she felt claws of the medicine cat drag against her flank. Pain seared though her and she felt the sticky warm feeling of blood staining her ginger and white fur. Before Lightningfur had time to do a counter attack she felt Kestrelclaw being pulled off her.
Fishbone! She thought turning to see the young tom take on the medicine cat. Lightningfur nodded her thanks to him and turned to jump back into the battle.
Whirling around she heard the hiss of another cat. Lightningfur briefly matched her blue eyes with bright green eyes of a tom. Without giving him a moment to react or even herself a moment to take in what the tom actually looked like she dove under him. Twisting around quickly Lightningfur bunched her back legs and kicked hard with her unsheathed claws into his soft belly. Her ginger and white ringed tail lashed out behind her as she worked to right herself again.
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Post by honey on Jan 29, 2012 23:54:06 GMT -5
Bluestripe excitedly rushed into the battle, ready to claws the eyes out of any cat she saw. If she could impress Blackstorm in the battle, maybe he would want to be her mate. She launched herself onto the nearest EastClan cat, with no regard for their rank or who they were. She had her orders, and she was going to follow them until the end.
So far there had been no fatalities, but that could be easily fixed. She darted for another EastClan cat after slashing at one of them. She had a scratch down her side but she was holding up well so far. Please notice me, Blackstorm! she thought. She saw him fighting the EastClan deputy and ran to help him, hoping to get his attention.
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Post by h a r e . xxx on Jan 30, 2012 9:27:51 GMT -5
Harepaw stared out over the "battle", which was quickly growing into a bloody massacre in the making. His breathing grew quick as he watched, unable to move his paws, let alone get himself to jump into the fray. At this point, he was simply hoping that no cat of great importance to either Clan was murdered in the fighting. This was a hellfire from StarClan; punishment for battle-hunger that had grown within the hearts of many of his Clanmates. The medicine cat apprentice was completely frozen, unable to move, even if he was being attacked. This made him glad he was not training as a warrior.
As he watched, the figures blurred and he could barely distinguish NorthClan cats from EastClan cats, becoming indistinct. This was a lawless, totalitarian war, and there could only be one survivor. Harepaw's normally spiked pelt raised even more than ever in his life as he realized the battle's only possible end. When either Shatterstar or Ripplestar was dead, and Harepaw couldn't help but wonder which side would prevail.
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Post by Smith on Jan 31, 2012 22:28:42 GMT -5
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Icebriar saw Harepaw, but was unaware that he was the medicine cat apprentice. She hadn't been to any gatherings that he had been at, since it was only a few who went to a gathering at any time. She'd really only been once or twice in total. She bared her fangs and went after the young cat. She was too scared to take on any cats bigger than he was. She raked her claws down his sides and fought furiously, though she was weaker than the average EastClan warrior.
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Post by owlflight on Feb 1, 2012 10:16:13 GMT -5
Owlflight bared her teeth at yet another EastClan warriors and batted at its ears as hard as she could without causing serious damage. But how long could she fight like this? The EastClan cats didn't know that some of NorthClan's own warriors were against this battle. As Owlflight threw the warrior off her, she spotted Harepaw in the fray. And the she-cat hurling towards him.
Horrified, Owlflight weaved in and out of snarling cats. How dare that warrior attack a Medicine Cat apprentice! What would StarClan think?
The EastClan warrior was screeching angrily, attacking the young NorthClan cat with all her will. It could have been possible that this warrior did not know the identify of who she was attacking. But Owlflight had no time for such excuses. She snarled, caught the warrior by her scruff and threw her off of Harepaw.
"Keep your claws off of that cat!" She hissed before turning to Harepaw. "What are you even doing here!? Are you okay?"
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Post by Durango on Feb 1, 2012 23:30:29 GMT -5
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From a distance, Scatterstar watched his warriors enter as per the strategy. They had rushed by him at what seemed like lightning speed, and he watched through cold, blue eyes. He stood back away from the battle. He was a strategist, not a fighter. He had a slender body, built for running, not fighting. He noticed that one of EastClan's cats had attacked the NorthClan medicine cat apprentice, and he bared his teeth.
Filthy EastClan warriors, he thought. What code do they have if they attack the medicine cat apprentice of my Clan? His mind was riddled with hypocrisy, and he had been the one to start this lawless, bloody battle. He heard the yowls of pain and fury, and his cats were fighting with the strength of tigers, it seemed. There's no way EastClan can win this battle. NorthClan will prevail.
He sneered in the direction of their camp, his ears pinned down against his head. "Today these lands will belong to NorthClan... Today, these lands will belong to me," he hissed under his breath.
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Post by Toadie on Feb 2, 2012 2:34:42 GMT -5
Poisonthorn rushed into the fray, this was his first major battle. He had trained for so long for moments like this. He wanted to make his mentor, Crowbone, proud of him. He let out a vicious yowl and looked around for an EastClan cat to attack. He stopped by the queens nest and saw several cowering cats, and his ears went back. He felt sympathy towards them.
His thoughts were cut off when an EastClan cat barreled into him and knocked him off his paws. He had been caught off guard while thinking about how terrified the poor queens and kits were inside of their grass-surrounded nest. He was knocked to the ground, and it took him a moment to recover. He scanned around, trying to find a target.
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Post by sil on Feb 2, 2012 13:17:25 GMT -5
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No sooner had Fishbone pulled Kestrelclaw off his Clanmate, than did he hear the furious yowl of another EastClanner. The tom turned around with just enough time to brace himself before Sibiaclaw was upon him. He hissed in fury as he felt the cat’s claws dig into his side, blood welling up into his short, dark fur.
Forcing himself to stay steady in spite of the pain, he waited until Sibiaclaw’s full weight was on him and he then allowed himself to fall backwards. As they rolled, Fishbone snarled into the cat’s ear, ”It won’t be your territory for long!” Fishbone used the momentum of the EastClan cat’s powerful leap to bodily toss the tom off of him with a strong shove. Immediately afterwards, he scrambled to his paws and glared steadily at his opponent—he was measuring the other warrior with careful, amber eyes.
He couldn’t help but feel the sting of truth in Sibiaclaw’s words. Right or no right, Scatterstar had issued the orders; NorthClan were here, and they wouldn’t leave until the fields were theirs. Or they would die trying.
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Post by Firefly on Feb 3, 2012 21:18:57 GMT -5
Windsky rushed to help her clanmate, Sibiaclaw. She jumped onto Fishbone, trying to pin him to the ground. "Get out of here before we have to kill you," she growled. "NorthClan had best surrender!" She knew that the NorthClan cats would not give up so easily, but she hoped that at least her words could strike fear into their cold hearts.
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Blackstorm was hit hard by Thistlestripe, but he fought like a madcat, hissing and clawing. He was considerably bigger than the other deputy, so he had an advantage. Bluestripe interrupted, however, getting in the way and throwing him off his guard. He hissed, being slashed by the EastClan deputy's claws.
"Bluestripe, you idiot!" he yowled.
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