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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 23, 2007 18:27:47 GMT -5
((MoonNight, CALM DOWN. Don't yell at us, just because you didn't realize it was a private battle.))
The she-leader hissed, her hackles raising. Than how do you explain my nine lives? You pathetic scrap of fur! She retorted, her blue eyes glazed with anger. Dewstar did not want to deal with a rogue whom didn't have clue what he was talking about, all he was doing was throwing threats at her.
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Post by moonight on Mar 24, 2007 11:12:07 GMT -5
i didnt yell at you what the heck are you talking about
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 24, 2007 13:26:14 GMT -5
OOC: Aemin- Sure! Shadow it is! ~Shadow:|:BloodClan~ Shadow whirled around as teeth sunk painfully into his tail. He lashed out with a paw, claws unsheathed and glinting dangerously, at the cat who dare bite his tail. ~Darkheart:|:RogueClan~ Darkheart snarled. "They are protection by evolution. You need them... You're so weak!" With that he lept, his fangs bared, aiming directly for the neck. It was a predictable attack, but one he was good at. He hoped to out-speed her. She could hit him away if he paw was fast enough; Darkheart was small, though quick. OOC: Darkheart is not a creationist. lol
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Post by Azure on Mar 24, 2007 17:54:04 GMT -5
((If you don't mind can Spottedshadow help Aemin(don't know the cats name) against Shadow?))
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Post by aemin on Mar 24, 2007 19:42:43 GMT -5
ooc|: *shrugs* Up to Shadow's rper.
bic|: The ShadowClanner hissed as the tomcat's claws made painful contact with his shoulder. With silent grace, Spitfire struck with teeth lunging for Shadow's shoulder, his claws attempting a slice at the cat's face.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 24, 2007 19:49:49 GMT -5
Dewstar dodged quickly, only to be hit in the hindleg with the rogue's fangs. She hissed in agony as they penetrated her skin, kicking furiously, attempting to writhe free from his grasp.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 25, 2007 16:51:18 GMT -5
OOC: Fine with me.
Shadow Shadow snarled and pulled his face away, not noticing that the cat was about to bite his shoulder. He winced slightly as the fangs made contact, and then tried to use the stinging blow against his opponent: He went for the cat's neck, using his shoulder and the fangs in it to position his opponent.
Darkheart Darkheart was flung back and forth by the leader's foot. Finally he let go, and was thrown against a wall of the den. Black spots danced on the sides of his vision, never quite where he was looking. He inwardly cursed as he picked himself up, shaking his head to try wake his brain back up. He took a couple breaths, and then began once more to circle Dewstar. "Thats what you Clan cats do, eh? Separate yourself from your fears. You knock me away. Always on defense, aren't you? Always scared that I'll get close enough to reach your neck with my teeth." He prepared for another attack, but held off to see how the cat would respond.
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Post by aemin on Mar 26, 2007 6:40:15 GMT -5
Spitfire felt pressure on his claws and pulled back, just in time to dodge Shadow's blow (He did attack, right?). With a hiss, he pulled away from Shadow and began to circle the tom, keeping his eyes glued on the rogue's sleek body. Looking for weakness, which seemed almost impossible in such a strong cat.
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Post by Azure on Mar 26, 2007 9:59:03 GMT -5
Spottedshadow looked around the camp untill she saw Spitfire. They weren't exactly friends but she couldn't just ignore him. She raced toward him and Shadow. Her ears layed back angrily.
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Post by aemin on Mar 26, 2007 20:42:57 GMT -5
The tomcat looked up suddenly as Spottedshadow's scent reached his nostrils. What was she doing, coming to assist him? Spitfire thought hard until he had his answer; the she-cat would stick to the warrior code if another warrior needed help. So he showed no signs of aggressiveness towards the warrior, but politely ignored her approach as not to get distracted; the rogue in front of him could attack any moment.
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Post by rex. on Mar 26, 2007 22:17:25 GMT -5
so yeah i completely understand that im just the kind of person you could just use, basically. just go on and pick a f**k**g fight with kash. alright. so what if im not in the mood to deal with you guys right now. im getting PM's saying 'you need to post here!'
well maybe im tied down right now. my sister is in the hospital for christs sake! she might never be the same person again and i cant do anything!
im highly considering just going away for a while. i'll take a train up to chicago for a while. :/ but thanks moonNight, you truely made me feel like an individual with feelings and opinions. gracias. -Barrie
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Post by aemin on Mar 28, 2007 17:07:28 GMT -5
Oh, Barrie- I just feel so sorry for you. I really hope things will look brighter soon.
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Post by Azure on Mar 28, 2007 17:31:27 GMT -5
((same here))
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Mar 28, 2007 17:56:26 GMT -5
OOC: Cindy, Middy, the fight should be moved o.- This is too much, I'm getting lost and it's making me not want to post. And I also know I didn't post, but the agreement was that we would each get to PICK who aided us...yeah...but never mind. Too late now.
BIC: When her paw hit his head he was too weak to dodge the attack. The power of her paw sent him down, little energy left. An unwanted feeling was the last thing he felt before he blacked out. Fear.
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When he began to open his eyes at first he was confused. StarClan? Surely Dewstar would have killed him after sending him to the floor. But no. He was here still, in Dewstar's den. His head ached and the pain of his wounds were rediscovered, but the sleep had done him well. He felt slightly stronger despite the sticky substance that matted his once-neat fur...and he was alive. How could he be alive?
'...your neck with my teeth.'
It was a tom, but it didn't seem like he was speaking to him. The familiar scent of his leader let him know she was still in the den - and from the sound of it, fighting another cat. His ears pinned at this. Another cat? Dewstar was his! How far had this fight gotten? He moved one paw slightly and began to lift himself, but immediatly stopped and closed his eyes again. He'd let his body rest a bit more before letting these two cats know that he had awaken.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Mar 28, 2007 19:13:20 GMT -5
OOC: sorry... If you want him to notice and back off, he will.
Darkheart didn't notice the other. In fact, his whole energy was focused on Dewstar. It was lucky for him that the ShadowClan traitor was on the side of the Rogues.
Shadow snarled at the newcomer. He was strong, but injured, and couldn't take two at a time in his present state. So he simply watched, not letting anycat get behind his back, waiting for the others to make the first move. He would switch to offense when he saw fit.
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