Maskedfeather ran at Honeyflower, calws unseathed in anger. He wanted everyone to pay for what they had done to him. The tom got in her face and hissed. "Windclan will pay for what they did to me!", he yowled, jumping on her back. Maskedfeather barreled her over. The tom felt his twisted leg drag him down, getting off of the mollies back. He remembered when his leg got twisted from a battle that hadn't needed to be started and he had been the one to get injured the worst. Anger flared in his eyes as he got back up

Maskedfeather kept his gaurd up. "You may have not of done anything to me, but our clanmates have! They did this to me!", he yowled. The tom striked her muzzle and he let out a hiss. He wasn't going to loose this fight even if he were weak because of his leg. Maskedfeather let out a snarl and lunged himself at her. He bared his teeth to show he was ready for her attack. He wanted to at least fight with a cat that he felt worthy of fighting. The tom's eyes turned into slits as a fire burned in his eyes.

Originally Posted by Okapi (Post 588262) Pikerunner was curled up asleep in his nest. He though he heard someone snarl, but thought it was just a dream. (Open) Mistpaw awoke to screeching and pressed herself against the wall of the den shaking in terror. (Open)

A small apprentice named Snailpaw watched as all the fighting cats. She looked over at Mistpaw with her deformed face and went over to her. "Everything's going to be okay.", she whispered, pressing her small nose to the other apprentice's fur.

Originally Posted by Dust (Post 588272) This cats logic was as off as stale moon old prey! Hazelflower could barely believe what she was hearing - this feline blaming the clan for their injuries... let alone herself for others wrongdoings?! There was sadness in her heart for him, there truly was, but the warrior would not let herself be pushed around for something she was not responsible for. Maybe this cat would listen to reason? And for a moment, she lowered her guard, meeting his gaze with a softer look. As she opened her mouth to speak, all that left it was a half-screech of surprise as Maskedfeather lunged out a paw to her muzzle, managing to rake his claws across her nose as she launched herself backwards. There was no more pity, no more empathy. Hazelflower had waited for him to make the first move and he had. Quickly regaining her composure, the snowshoe molly's features blazed with rage. "If you have that much resentment, leave! Leave and see how you fair without the clan's support!" She yowled spitefully, rushing towards the tomcat with surprising speed. As she raced past him, she would extend her arm in an attempt to rake it across his side.

Maskedfeather let out a hiss. The tom was about to claw her nose, but his twisted leg gave out and he fell. He hissed in pain as she raked her claws against her side. Maskedfeather stayed on the ground, realizing his defeat. He was in no condition to fight anymore. "Just kill me. There's no hope for me.", he hissed. The tom closed his eyes to wait for her to make a deadly move to end all his misery. He knew he couldn't blame his clan for his leg, especially since it wasn't a windclan cat that had broke his leg. That was when he began to realize his mistake.

[open; You can kill him]

Aspenflight wasn't usually a fighter, but he wanted to fight for his clan even if it meant to getting killed. The tom jumped into the battle, thoughts of his sister Buttercupbreeze. He shook the thoughts of her out of his head. Aspenflight found the nearest cat and jumped, pinning them down. "How dare you attack us!", he yowled.