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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Jan 27, 2007 15:40:36 GMT -5
ooc- *squeal* I'm late. xD
A huge black tom appeared like mist into the clearing. He glared at Touslepelt, quite frustrated he would be taking orders from a cat he did not like at all. Hmm. I guess it will be worth it Demon mumbled in his mind. He unsheathed his paws, letting his razor like claws show.
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Post by rex. on Jan 27, 2007 15:42:36 GMT -5
ooc: well if you want him to kill her just have her oppose him or something... and why does it seem like all of your characters that are in his army are against him?
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 27, 2007 15:48:13 GMT -5
Lightningfrost flattened his ears, hissing softly. He really didn't agree with being led by that rex Touslepelt. In spite of himself, he followed the rest of the cats, slinking and staying low. He slipped through plants until the ShadowClan camp came into view. He knew this was wrong--he was still a Clan cat, whether he wanted to be or not. RiverClan was his home, but he'd had to join RogueClan...and now BloodClan. He thought of Blazefang, his only friend. Very, very unfortunately Blazefang was in ShadowClan. What would happen if he had to fight him? Lightningfrost shivered at the thought, a strong shiver going down his spine. It suddenly felt very chilly.
Blazefang yawned. He was eating fresh-kill in the middle of camp. This plump mouse was tasty....Suddenly he felt that something was wrong. Something was really wrong. He searched for Dewstar. Where was she? He finished his mouse in two more huge bites, and got up quickly. He began to run towards Dewstar's den. He just knew something was wrong. Suddenly he came to a stop just a few fox-lengths away from Dewstar's den. He smelled a familiar smell, one he hadn't smelled in moons...Lightningfrost. He had disappeared just around seven moons ago from RiverClan. Blazefang had been sure he was dead, like every other cat. He shook his head. He could only be imagining this. Then he felt that feeling again...
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Post by shadowheart787 on Jan 27, 2007 16:00:57 GMT -5
Flamepaw padded out to meet his mentor. "Are you ok?" he mewed to Blazefang.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 27, 2007 16:05:14 GMT -5
I'm fine. Blazefang knew he wasn't. Amazingly, his voice came out steady. Then he spotted a black shadow in the clearing. He hissed loudly. Who's that? Is that a ShadowClan cat? It has no Clan scent. He unsheathed his razor-sharp claws and whispered to his apprentice. Go find all the warriors and Dewstar. Inform them that there's an intruder. Or more. Go!
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Post by shadowheart787 on Jan 27, 2007 16:10:15 GMT -5
Flamepaw nodded then ran for his life.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 27, 2007 16:13:17 GMT -5
Blazefang scented other cats. Rogues...He remembered how Dewstar had said that a rogue had warned her of a threat coming to ShadowClan. He shivered, then launched himself at the cat, only to stop short in front of it. It was huge. Hurry up, Flamepaw! He backed off, but the cat didn't seem to noice him. It was looking behind it....at another cat. He hissed. Great danger was coming...he knew it as if he were the medicine cat.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Jan 27, 2007 16:15:17 GMT -5
Flamepaw hurried back.
Shadowheart followed him. She looked at Blazefang in bewilderment.
Winterpaw ran after her mother.
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Post by Leopardstorm on Jan 27, 2007 16:32:14 GMT -5
Murderbreeze,Razor,and Leopardstorm padded forth,ready for the blood curling battle awaiting them."Im ready for some blood...."Murderbreeze hissed to his compannions.
(Im late!!!!Darn!)
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 27, 2007 16:49:37 GMT -5
Blazefang growled. Attack! he yowled, letting out a blood-curling caterwaul. He knew there weren't enough cats yet, but he hoped, oh how he hoped, that more cats would come soon. He launched himself at a ((color? He's attacking Razor)) cat and tried to rake his claws down its sides.
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Post by shadowthunder on Jan 27, 2007 16:51:44 GMT -5
Two apprentices had heard the ruckus and had darted out into the center of camp to see what was causing it. Their eyes were almost in sync as they scanned out the surroundings. Flamepaw, Blazefang, and Shadowheart were there, as well as someone else. No, there were more than a single cat. Thymepaw's fur bristled threateningly. There were rogues in the camp! He looked over to his sister, wondering if she had caught the reeking scent and dim silhouettes of the intruders. Of course she had. Basilpaw was standing completely still, her eyes wide in pure shock. The she-cat shook lightly, her ears laying flat against her head and her tail straight as could be.
Thymepaw took charge, padding swiftly over to Flamepaw while meowing in a low voice, "Flamepaw, what's going on here?"
The tom glanced uneasily towards Blazefang, who was hissing and clawing into the group of intruders. A fight was assured. Then, a sudden thought came to Thymepaw. Dewstar had spoken of a threat to ShdaowClan at the previous meeting. He hadn't believed her. Now, however, looking into eyes of bloodthrist and malice, he felt foolish. Dewstar had been right.
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Post by Leopardstorm on Jan 27, 2007 16:52:50 GMT -5
(Murderbreeze-Gray tabby. Razor-Russian blue. Leopardstorm-Black Bombay.
Murderbreeze,Razor and Leopardstorm launched themselves at the attacking cat.Razor collided w/ the cat,claws unsheathed.
Specklenose and Runningheart(Of ShadowClan) raced up and haulted."Whats going on!?"Specklenose shrieked.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 27, 2007 17:00:18 GMT -5
They're attacking! Blazefang yowled, caught under three cats. Thymepaw, Flamepaw, haul these cats off of me! Basilpaw, wake up! Help them!
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Post by Leopardstorm on Jan 27, 2007 17:06:06 GMT -5
"No use in squeling,Kittypet!"Murderbreeze laughed and(If I may) began to rake Blazefangs sides.
You can hurt my cats just not kill them and Murderbreeze is huge!
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Post by shadowthunder on Jan 27, 2007 17:10:04 GMT -5
Thymepaw jumped as Blazefnag's voice answered him. Although startled, though, the tom didn't have to be told twice. He had no fighting experience and certainly no advantage in battle, but he ran right in anyway. He leaped and, without paying much attention, sank his smaller claws into the nearest cat, a black bombay. His mind raced at what he would do next. He had never been in a fight, but he had practiced with Basilpaw. Remembering those times, he gathered somewhat of a plan of action.
"Shut up you twoleg trash!" The apprentice yowled furiously.
Basilpaw, unlike her brother, was less quick to follow the warrior's orders. Her fear scent was strong and her body froze in place. She...she wasn't ready for fighting. she wasn't even ready to think of fighting. All of her play fights with Thymepaw had been just that, playing. She shrank in place, as if to hide herself. She didn't know what to do. She wasn't like her brother. She couldn't handle this!
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