Thread: Turned Tides
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Old January 1st, 2019, 12:43 PM
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Crowmask watched the battle begin, his bright blue eyes hiding his emotions. He did not question if this was right or wrong sense it had been him that convinced Blazingstar to proceed with the battle. In the back of his mind though, he knew if his brother found out, Jaggedspring may never forgive him. His recent talk with his brother made him question his plans he had made so carefully. If things went wrong, would Jaggedsprng also be blamed for it, even if he had nothing to do with it?
' You have been waiting for this opportunity for moons! This is the only chance you have to get your revenge.' The deputy reminded himself, pushing away any doubt that was in his mind. ¨Chase the fish eaters out of the forest! Windclan, attack!¨ Crowmask yowled, and with that, he rushed into battle, his claws unsheathed. The Tom had completely pushed away any doubts he had and was focused on the battle at hand. His blue eyes scanned the clearing for an opponent that was close enough for him to attack quickly, but he was also watchful so that he would not be attacked by surprise.
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Otterleg leaped up from the spot she sat as soon as the fighting had started.
~This has to be it, the final battle~ She thought readying herself to fight. Her bright yellow eyes hardened as she heard the insults hurled at her precious clan. Skyclan, Shadowclan, Windclan. She hissed and charged forwards, legs a blur beneath her. There was little water here, not the best place for Riverclan to fight, but she trained so hard when she lost her leg in land and water fighting. She stalled as she heard a yowl above all else, and her eyes landed on the source. “So this is it.” She growled to herself. She stood tall, a challenge to any cat that saw her. “Chase us out of the forest!” A growl ripped from Otterleg’s throat. She sped forwards on three legs, flashing through the fighting cats. The calico she cat without hesitation leaped at the tom cat, her dark claws out and ready to grapple the dark windclan tom.