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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 8, 2007 19:40:22 GMT -5
OOC: By the way lovelies, Purekit is as big as an apprentice. So, she’s an able fighter.
Purekit felt Darkheart’s claws pin her to the ground and meowed in complete surprise. She managed to pull one forearm free and suddenly noticed Birchclaw trying to land on the black tom. With her newly freed paw she unsheathed her talons and attempted a frontal blow to Darkheart’s face.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 11, 2007 19:46:54 GMT -5
Darkheart held back a cry of anger and pain. He was about to sink his talons deeper into this insulting kitten, but suddenly saw the shadow crossing over him. Thinking as fast as possible while ignoring a burning pain and an even more burning desire to severely injure something he had a good hold, he slipped out of the way, hoping to use the trick of making his two opponents inadvertently hurt each other. He wasn't quite fast enough to avoid Birchclaw's razor sharp claws, which sliced through his side. His green eyes flashed in pain, but he didn't make a sound - he was used to getting badly injured while fighting.
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Post by rex. on Jul 23, 2007 14:50:23 GMT -5
The Point's side seered with pain as though he was being snapped in half by a fox, but there was something important to be done here, and that was protecting his clan. Due do his punctured lung and broken rib his strength was quickly waining. his legs struggled to hold up, but he couldnt let himself fall or he might find himself in a very voulnerable position. and so with a great effort he lunged in and grabbed a mouthful and fur and skin and clamped down hard...mostly for support.
crap post
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 23, 2007 20:15:33 GMT -5
Darkheart shook himself violently, hoping to dislodge the firm teeth in his side. Remembering suddenly to always take this particular attack to his own advantage, Darkheart whipped around and his fangs attempted a grab at Birchclaw's scruff, hoping that the ThunderClanner would be unable to pull away from Darkheart's searing side in time. The black tom struggled to keep control over his mind, which was slipping away due to blood-loss. You wanted a battle, now enjoy what you've got, he mentally scolded himself. He forced his drifting head to switch modes, practically pulled adrenaline chemicals into his spilling bloodstream. As his heart pumped the new energy through him, Darkheart became more focused, his keen eyes picking up on everything, ears laid back but intently listening to the sounds. His whiskered were also out of harms way, tensed toward the rest of his face, but his nose payed acute attention to every smell: there was fresh blood - his own, Purekit's, Birchclaw's; that other warrior, whoever he was; acrid fear-scent left by fleeing prey; then the warm, leafy forest scent, musty backdrop to the fresh action. Darkheart regulated his panting breaths, trying to take short filling breaths rather than long gasps. In just the split second in which his body awakened, he was ready, and very thankful to the adrenaline now circulating in his veins.
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Post by rex. on Jul 24, 2007 0:12:20 GMT -5
Birchclaw clung for dear life as the rogue began to shake his body, but couldnt keep them latched when he felt sharp fangs sink into his neck fur. As he let go, Birchclaw felt a metalic taste in his mouth and his eyes rolled as his body shuddered with violent coughs; he couldnt breath easily and blood sprayed from his mouth. The tom's body went numb as he realized his limbs had become unresponsive. The Point's body was instictually going submissive, and he told himself firmly NO! and with that he thrust his legs down towards the ground sending his body soaring up into the air, Birchclaw was hoping this might make the rogue lose his grip.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 24, 2007 1:14:00 GMT -5
Darkheart's wonderful hold was shaken off, but Darkheart hoped in the split-second he had, that Birchclaw would land in an awkward position. Darkheart wouldn't be able to continue this fight much longer, not with all his blood-loss, but he doubted that Birchclaw would be able to hold up much longer, either.
OOC: Terrible post, sorry, no energy. Just made three bios in a row for this awesome sight of Goldy and Middy's, and I'm all worn out creativity wise.
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Post by rex. on Jul 24, 2007 1:27:19 GMT -5
Birchclaw didnt land. the moment he hit the ground the tom fell into a crumpled head. his shook violently out of pain, anger, and will to get up again...but there was nothing left in him. blood oozed out of his mouth like saliva, and his bright blue eyes refused to focus.
All he could do was glare up at the rogue with hate eminating off of him like a toxic fume. no fear scent...or at least not that he could tell; the reek of blood ckouded most other scents around him. everything was so dizzy...
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 24, 2007 15:53:42 GMT -5
Darkheart backed up. He was almost certain that this cat thought he would kill. But no, he wouldn't. Darkheart had only killed about three times in his life, and those times were made from pure fury, which he had none of at the moment. So instead, his face carved into a smile and he laughed, "You'd think in three-to-one only the one would get injured..." His grin remained as he turned and left, his tail vanishing from sight, headed back toward his home, satisfied and limping.
OOC: If you actually want Birchclaw dead I can bring Shimmer in.
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Post by rex. on Jul 24, 2007 21:08:19 GMT -5
ooc: its not like i just want to get rid of him at the first chance i get. i want it to be a productive kill- something that drags the plot on maybe, or something that makes sense 9_9
Birchclaw glared on at darkheart even as he was racing back into the foliage. The edges of his Vision grew black and eventually, Darkhearts retreating form meshed with the rest of the forest as everything else went black and he passed out.
ooc: but hes so useless now, everytime i do something with him he nearly kills himself. lol
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 26, 2007 15:44:55 GMT -5
OOC: Ahh! He needs Cinderheart! Should we wait for Stoneclaw?
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Post by rex. on Jul 28, 2007 1:25:44 GMT -5
ooc: i would say yes, but i havnt heard from them in a while...lets proceed. or just fastforward because this is already the second time shes had to come out and get him...
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Post by sparkelpelt on Jul 28, 2007 15:57:20 GMT -5
sparkelpelt had been hunting and heard all the commotion. "Whats going on here?" she asked quickly. "why is a rouge in our teritory?!"
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Post by rex. on Jul 28, 2007 20:52:02 GMT -5
ooc:he's actually gone at this point. heres the scene: birchclaw is passed out and bleeding, purekit is just there (cause midnight never made her do anything after she got jumped lol) stoneclaw is just standing there still, and darkheart left.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 28, 2007 23:40:38 GMT -5
OOC: I'm keeping tabs for Cinderheart's purposes, but other than that I'm temporarily out of the thread.
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Post by rex. on Jul 29, 2007 11:37:21 GMT -5
ooc: hmm?
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