ThunderClan's Liberation

[toriel]

Wolfheart padded out of the nursery after telling her kits to stay hidden. When she saw the bloodshed,her eyes filled with tears." No this cant be happening "she wimpered to herself . She tried to run back to her kits,but a battle between 2 cats was blocking the way. So,she stood there,not knowing what to do.(someone please attack)

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Originally Posted by Random Melody

Honeypaw felt Neverpaw's fur brush against hers, but hardly had time to worry about that, what Lionpaw would think if he saw them like that. Taking a deep breath, the golden she-cat let her gaze travel around camp, tail lashing side to side as she stared at the battling cats. Her siblings were all in the battle, each one fighting.

"Neverpaw," She raised her head and turned to the Tom beside her, eyes flickering with uncertainty. "What now?"

"I don't know," The tom admitted, eyes flicking around.
(Is Honeypaw taken? XD Neverpaw has a crush on her.)

[Random Melody]

Originally Posted by Wild Card

"I don't know," The tom admitted, eyes flicking around.
(Is Honeypaw taken? XD Neverpaw has a crush on her.)

(Yeah XDD Lionpaw is her mate x3)

Honeypaw breathed out sharply, closing her eyes for a moment. "We can survive this. Right?"

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(Any of your cats that aren't taken, male or female?)

Naverpaw realized his mistake, pulling away from the golden she-cat. "S-sorry," He stammered, before looking around. "Yeah. Yeah, we can." He said, voice growing stronger and more certain. That black furred tom focused his golden eyes on the entrance, before turning to Honeypaw. "Do you want to fight, or find a safer place?" He asked, searching her eyes.

[Random Melody]

(Hmm..In TC...Okay, Splashpaw and Goldenpaw arent taken, they're she-cats. Blackpaw and Foxpaw are toms and they arent taken either x3)

"Fight!" Honeypaw mewed, her brown/orange eyes narrowing with determination. "I want to fight for my Clan."

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Originally Posted by # Hashtag

She smirked," I'm pretty sure she'll hate you after the Darkforest wins this battle and your rotting crowfood." She spat as she jerked free ripping her own fur and did a double back flip landing on the back on Dune. She sunk her fangs into his neck, just enough to weaken him.

"Gah!" He went limp and was carefl to remain still until the cat's grip slackened and he sprung to his feet, scratching at the cat across the eyes, ignoring the blood flowing from his neck.

[Hexict]

Originally Posted by Duskflight

By this time, Hannibal has heard about this strange new clan attacking the others in order to 'liberate' them of their leaders, a noble move and apparently one that was working and quite frankly, the dark tom had grown ever so bored within Windclan and figured that since Riverclan and Shadowclan have been attacked and he didn't catch the new clan's scent in Windclan, then they were likely in the clan they call Thunderclan. And so after figuring this out, he slipped out of the camp like a ghost in the night, no one noticing his absence because once more, cats were simply afraid of him, uneasy, they were likely glad to find that the dark tom was no where in sight when the morning came, or perhaps they were even more unnerved, but nevertheless he was gone and traveling towards the wooded territory of Thunderclan.

It wasn't long before he caught scent of blood, heard the telltale signs of battle and caught the strange scent of Skyclan mixed with many other scents, it was nearly overpowering but he elected to simply ignore it. No cat would be searching for him because no cat knew he was coming, they were likely busy battling against each other to notice. And it had been a good long while since he's practiced his fighting skills, a long time since he's felt the flow of blood over his claws, the taste of it in his mouth. Yes, and he could get a feel for how these cat's battle.

The Dusk Syndicate cat made his way to the entrance of the camp before lowering himself on the ground, his eerie orange-red eyes focused on a cat that was hanging back at the entrance, Zerosight. Slowly he pulled in the scents and recognized the tom's as a Thunderclan scent, and it seemed to have the faintest scent of herbs around it, though he could hardly smell it with all of the other conflicting scents around. But perhaps this cat was one known as a 'Medicine Cat', he's familiar with the fact that each clan had one. They're trained in healing, not fighting, it wouldn't be much of a challenge, but then again, I've never had the experience of fighting one. Once I fight one, then I know how they all fight, it's good information. Yes... I will kill him. Hannibal decided, claws unsheathing and body limbering up as he prepared his assault, planning for it to be relatively quick, his lean, wiry muscles rippling beneath that dark-grey, nearly black coat before he silently went bolting for Zerosight, his pawsteps light as if he were hunting a squirrel before he leaped into the air, paws outstretched, claws unsheathed, aiming to land right between the tom's shoulder blades, to force him to the ground. But he wouldn't end him there, if his attack managed to land, he would toy with him a bit, see what this cat's skills were, and then end him.

@Zero to Hero

After grabbing all the herbs they had left, hoping that some of them would be able to help the injured cats. He began to wonder if the vow involved helping the Ratnight supporters. He'd rather not have to heal them, but he did take a vow to help anyone who was injured. He returned towards the entrance of the den in order to keep an eye out and see if anyone needed his and Zerosight's help.

Watching the battle before him, it was a wonder he missed the dark tom who was watching and assessing Zerosight. His own autumn orbs watching the cats that were slashing at each other, hoping that he wasn't about to watch his own clanmates slaughter each other. The tabby kept biting his low lip, just praying that the battle would soon end, hoping that their would be little death - none if they were lucky.

A flash in the corner of his orb caught Northpath's attention. He turned just in time to see Hannibal aim a blow at his mentor. "Zerosight!" He yowled suddenly and instead threw himself at the tom. He recognized him from Windclan. He had been the one who found him at the border and had escorted him to Surgestorm after the fires when the medicine cat had been sent to check on the other clan that had been affected by the fire. He wasn't sure what he was trying to do as he tried to get in between the evil cat and the other he had come to care for over their moons of time together. He had little to now training in fighting. But he doubted that his mentor could hold his own in a fight.

Zerosigth was not only a medicine cat and also knew little about fighting, but he was also blind and therefore wouldn't be able to see his attacker nor his attacks. But at least Northpath could see Hannibal. He usually thought everything through, not wanting to just jump into anything - but upon seeing his mentor in danger, he had lost all sense and instead threw his life in front of the Zerosight's, not thinking as he desperately tried to save him from Hannibal.

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(Let's go with Blackpaw.)

Neverpaw nodded. "Alright." He said, unsheathing his claws onto the ground beneath. He raised his head, looking at Honeypaw. "Let's find your siblings!" He declared, nodding sharply.

[Random Melody]

Originally Posted by Wild Card

(Let's go with Blackpaw.)

Neverpaw nodded. "Alright." He said, unsheathing his claws onto the ground beneath. He raised his head, looking at Honeypaw. "Let's find your siblings!" He declared, nodding sharply.

(K)

"Gotcha!" Honeypaw turned her head. "Foxpaw! Splashpaw!"

"Here!" Splashpaw raked her claws across one of Ratnight's followers faces.

"Here!" Foxpaw lunged for the same cat, knocking him onto his side.

"Goldenpaw! Blackpaw!" Honeypaw yowled.

"Here!" Goldenpaw called, dodging one of her own Clanmates.

"Blackpaw?" Honeypaw's eyes narrowed slightly as she didnt get an answer. "Blackpaw!"

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Pink Orca!

"Gah!" He went limp and was carefl to remain still until the cat's grip slackened and he sprung to his feet, scratching at the cat across the eyes, ignoring the blood flowing from his neck.

She snarled in rage she tried again with that move," When I'm done with you I'll kill that apprentice of yours!" She sneered," Sandpaw? You say- How about Uselesspaw?"