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Re: ThunderClan/WindClan War
Suddenly a furry snowball burst into the open a small rabbid apprentice teeth bared and claws out. Alabasterpaw had rembered her last battle, what a time to be alive. Though a haunting memory was held within her mind, wheatfur had died in battle like this. Killed by windclan scum... A weak cat... Of course. She had been out on the territory when the battle had happened keeping her distance when she scented them. Knowing hey would all be in camp now she had arived her claws flexing as she stood at the helm, watching all this fighting going on. Snapshots of wheatfur reaching for her flashed in her mind, a fleeting image of wheatfur everytime she spotted a brown pelt flashing through the crowd. With a snarl she slipped into the crowd her claws flexing and scraping the dirt her white pelt being splashed form either sides with blood from warrirors that raced between her. With a growl she picked up her pace, one thing on her mind, those yellow eyes. Sure there could be multiple windclan cats with yellow eyes as vibrant... Yet she would kill each and every one of those with yellow eyes to find that one cat. They should rember her... They couldn't not... Or else she would make them remember. |
Re: ThunderClan/WindClan War
Tigerdawn nodded at Lightpaw. The brown warrior turned her attention back to Bumblebreeze. She leaped and pinned the warrior down. “You’ll regret this day!” The she-cat growled as she scratched his muzzle. Tigerdawn glared at Flowerpaw. She hesitated, then leaped and grabbed the apprentice by the scruff. “Tell your apprentice to back down, or she gets it.” She snarled through fluffy fur. |
Re: ThunderClan/WindClan War
. @Swiftheart Flowerpaw looked around the camp in terror at the fighting cats. The young apprentice pulled herself up with her upper body, dragging herself to the center of the camp. She let out a shriek as two cats were fighting, them almost crushing her underneath them. "Somebody Help Me!" yowled Flowerpaw in distress. Flowerpaw felt her heart race with as fright, not wanting to get hurt, especially since she had no use in her back legs. |
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It all happened so fast. No time to prepare. No time to primp himself up for this battle. The heavyset flamed tom hackles raised as he was met with Windclan! - and, Shadowclan? Passionblaze recognized the golden eyes of Goldenstar from Shadowclan. “Hmph,” Passionblaze snorted. “Windclan is so weak that they had to get help from another clan to fight their battles?” No matter that, however. Passionblaze felt his paws itching to claw at a rabbit-chasing sorry-excuse-of-a-cat. A rush of adrenaline flooded into his veins, and shot forward. Any target. Now, Passionblaze never found himself to have any bad blood with other cats, but when it came to his clan, he fought to protect his territory. So, like a menacing tiger with baring teeth he welcomed in this battle. The scorched tom was going to let Windclan know, he was going to make sure they remembered that Thunderclan was not to be messed with. In the distance, he saw another ginger cat. No doubt Windclan by his rotten scent, so Passionblaze didn’t hold back as his lowered himself into a crawling crouch and shot forward to swipe an unsheathed sharp claw at his opponent. @Mystical ~~~ Obviously one fight didn’t satiate the deputy, for he was going at it again. Leaping through his clan mates like an hyperactive horse galloping on the grassy fields. Passionblaze blindly sought out another opponent. Whether Windclan or Shadowclan, he didn’t care. Keeping his claws unsheathed, the sharp talons digging into the earth’s ground, the tom heaved himself upward, locking himself into a powerful leap, as he jumped up to land on the other side of two battling cats. When he found the perfect target, he snarled. Passionblaze was breathing heavily but he wasn’t tired. He was long from it. Fighting did little to make him fatigue. Instead, the tom took a thrill in it, and keeping blazing eyes on this...Shadowclan? Definitely Shadowclan. That’s a scent he could never mistake for anything else. Never mind the nostalgia for a moment. Without much thinking, Passionblaze whipped forward to aim a sharp blow at the other tom’s flank. @Megan |
Re: ThunderClan/WindClan War
Pinenose crouched at the edge of the clearing. He made sure he was hidden so he wouldn’t be seen before attacking. The brown tabby waited for the perfect moment to strike. Yellow eyes glowing, he unsheathed his claws and bared his teeth in a snarl. Pinenose tensed his muscles, ready to strike. He let out a soft chuckle as he watched the ThunderClan cats fight. What a pathetic clan. He thought to himself with glee, knowing that most of them would most likely die. WindClan is stronger and better then them, I don’t know why they even bother. Pinenose grinned darkly. Slowly, he began to stalk out of his hiding spot. He sank his claws into the ground as he paused, tail flicking. No, not yet. The WindClan warrior sighed and flicked his ears. Almost, just wait a bit longer Pinenose, then you’ll get ‘em! Pinenose quietly laughed. Oh ThunderClan, you’ll soon meet your fate. Only the strong clans survive, and yours won’t stand a chance. @Celestial, just incase you didn’t get the quote |
Re: ThunderClan/WindClan War
The apprentice darted out of the apprentice den, his eyes darted around quickly. What was going on? It took him a minute to realize the scent of Shadowclan and Windclan. Snowpaw confused expression fell into a frown. This wasn't the plan, they shouldn't be doing this. They were outnumbered. He unsheathed his claws, a hiss rumbling in his throat. He wasn't the violent type but how could they get away with this? His ears flattened, his fur was rising. Snowpaw was planning his stagey while keeping his eyes peeled for someone attacking him. The white furred tom was easy to spot in the battle, while the somewhat snow kind of made him blend in. "Mouse-brains, sorry excuse for a clan cat!" He spat (Open) Wolfpaw expression didn't waver when he saw they were under attack, more or likely he was angry. Yet didn't show it. He unsheathed his claws, ready to attack without hesitation. His golden eyes gleamed bright. Even if he didn't exactly like his thoughts, the urge to sink his claws in their pelts, he didn't mind fighting to save his clan. After all it was the right thing to do. Right? The Thunderclan cat surge into the battle, searching for a clannmate in the need of help or just someone. (Open) |
Re: ThunderClan/WindClan War
Plumlight woke from her nest in the warriors' den, her heart racing. Her eyes were blurry from sleep and she could barely see anything other than the rush of cats around her. The battle had finally come. Despair glazed over the she-cat green eyes. She was hoping the battle would begin on one of ThunderClan's borders, far away from Plumlight's personal involvement. It had been moons since she fought in an actual fight. It had also been moons since she'd left camp too. Genuine fear surged through the black and white cat's body. I didn't want to fight. I didn't want to fight. The ThunderClan warrior jumped out of her nest and tried to hide in the back of the den. She cowered, shaking slightly, her claws digging into the ground. [ Open! c: ] |
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