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Post by rex. on Mar 5, 2007 22:55:59 GMT -5
ooc:oh darkheart! now your just bragging...-touse scoffs- lol
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 6, 2007 16:25:25 GMT -5
OOC: *Gets defencive* He's not! Actually, it's one of the things he tries to teach his apprentices: Don't trust anyone... not even your mentor... by attacking them without warning occasionally.
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Post by aemin on Mar 6, 2007 17:12:48 GMT -5
ooc|: Can Silversky help out Simple or something? She has no one to fight.
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Post by bloodheart on Mar 6, 2007 19:06:51 GMT -5
im new, and don't know where to post these kinds of things, so im gonna say it here. (so here goes) can I please join your honorable clan, i am a huge fan of the series and have read every book (what do i do in a clan?) so ya, can i please join? p.s. do u have to be 13 and up or sumthin to join cause im only like 11 ;D
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 6, 2007 20:17:36 GMT -5
OOC (out of character): Okay, this isn't the place to post. Right now, there's a battle between two of the Clans. Also, you don't have to ask to join a clan: Go to the Bios board, and follow the example, filling out the form. Then, you can join the Clan as if your cat has always been there! If you want something more detailed, look around or make a thread at the Question & Answer board.
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Post by [nameless - soul] on Mar 8, 2007 20:00:48 GMT -5
The agony of having her throat torn was terrible; Songheart's frenzied cry of pain was choked as scarlet bubbles drowned her screams. She now felt the weight of her horrific wounds, although the one in her shoulder felt like the brush of another's rough, muddy fur compared to the slashing whirlwind of crimson in her throat. The small black-striped gray she-cat backed away, her flanks heaving, the fur on her neck stained with ruby. Her tail tip flicked, and, feeling weakened by her injury, she fell to her forepaws, trembling with pain and fear that he would strike her throat again, possibly able to snag the life vein and drown her in pools of her own blood. She met his blank stare with terrified icy blue eyes, and wildly her thoughts raced.
What can I do? He's not a true Clan cat, and he doesn't follow the warrior code. After all, he belongs to BloodClan! It won't be long - not long at all! - before he decides he doesn't like the color of my pelt and he decides to finish me off for good. She felt a shiver run through her coat like a trickle of icy water down her spine. Songheart finally decided that she couldn't run away from the fight, though it was most sensible. She ran her tongue over his right forepaw and attempted to stop the flow of blood, which it did, though now her chest was also stained with the deep red soppingness. Fluffing her tail out and allowing it to thrash to and fro, she spat scornfully at the dark-pelted tom,
"Come and fight me like a tom, you sissy," she snarled threateningly, stepping forward, her trembling ceasing for a bit. She lacked the strength she was attempting to draw out of her heart's drying well, but she decided it wasn't wise to show her true face to him. She extended her claws and made a swift swipe for his lower jaw, hoping to at least scratch. It wasn't a very powerful blow and just as quickly, she brought up her left paw and made for his eyes, just hoping to distract him from the stinging red pain that would perhaps blind him momentarily, if she was lucky. But Songheart was rarely lucky, and she decided not to rely on luck, instead leaping backwards after aiming her move.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 8, 2007 23:19:39 GMT -5
Darkheart felt the blow land, and bit down to stop from crying out. He stayed on target, but his head was beginning to pound furiously. He didn't want to kill the cat, only disable. He never wished to kill. "If you call she-cats weak, you are merely putting yourself down," he pointed out. His green eyes glared at her. "I won't kill you if you. I'm going to walk away from this battle. Wait until you recover. Then try once more to defeat me. And once more loose, but that time I might not be as kind. So watch your back. Be ever aware. Darkheart comes with the night, and when day breaks, you are not there..." He said this merely to make her afraid, knowing that he would never kill another cat unless someone had pushed him over the bounds of his patience, which was rare.
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Mar 11, 2007 22:02:40 GMT -5
((Is It Just Me or is This Getting Tedious now?))
Oakstorm growled deeply at the apprenitce
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Post by Azure on Mar 12, 2007 16:20:07 GMT -5
((can my ShadowClanner help Songheart please??? or let her attack anyone, im desperate!))
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Post by GiomanchSgath on Mar 12, 2007 19:56:11 GMT -5
ooc: she can try and attack moonnight he'd probaly lay on her so she couldnt hit him but 99% of the time he dosent hit she cats or kits
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Post by aemin on Mar 15, 2007 15:27:51 GMT -5
Moongleam glanced around the battle. Upon seeing Softheart, injured and weak, she raced forward and threw herself in front of the warrior. Baring her teeth, she growled menacingly.
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Post by aemin on Mar 18, 2007 9:22:06 GMT -5
ooc|: Hello? Anybody got muse for the battle anymore?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 19, 2007 21:21:22 GMT -5
OOC: No, not really... This thread is getting dull. Kash? Midnight? When will it end?
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 13:36:30 GMT -5
((Meh, It will still go on, till Dewstar utters the words 'retreat', than all of ShadowClan will go to ThunderClan, m'kay? I'm almost done battling peeps, just gotta get characters who need to be killed, killed.))
spyro;;blood A lilac tom was untouched as he watched from the sidelines. Spyro wasn't one to fight like this, he thought it would be quite amusing to fight off the weak clan cats, but he was wrong. He scanned the battlefield as his orbs landed on his new friend Simple, she was trapped by two huge toms and could barely put up a struggle.
sark;;loner/blood The red point was smacked in the face by Simple's hindleg and pushed backward onto the ground. He heaved himself up only to find himself unable to see at all. The blinded tom shook his head as blood trickled from his forehead ad into his unblinded eye. Sark stumbled back, hissing in pain, was this the end of his sight?
spyro;;blood Spyro saw as his friend battled the scarred tom fiercely, kicking him in the head. The tom thought that this was his chance to jump in. He raced down into the clearing, his lilac fur bristled with anger as he leaped on top of the red point, and his white dagger-like claws hooked into his skin.
simple;;blood;;traitor The black she-cat hissed as she was clawed in the face by her attacker. Simple looked up, her icy, blue eyes looked to the side of her to see Spyro and Sark in a brawl of their own. He can handle him. She thought as a smirk spread across her face.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 21, 2007 13:40:01 GMT -5
OOC: Who's RPing the battle between Dewstar and whoever? Because this thread is getting inactive; it's too long now.
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