Herondive Hollow

[Hexict]

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Lashing his tail the dark tom found himself quickly annoyed by these cats,Who do these mouse-brained Shadowclanners think they are?! Talking and acting like this? They have no right! Although the tom remained silent as he watched the patrols, he wasn't neutral or anything like that. Finchcall was loyally on Smokesky's side in this. The entirety of the Shadowclan patrol had quickly gotten on his nerves. Finchcall wasn't even a fan of anyone who happened to be outside of Thunderclan due to his loyalty towards his clan, so these cats weren't even off to a good start. And now they had the nerve to be overly annoying?

The tom rolled his orbs and lashed him tail again as Peachfuzz yowled some nonsense at Smokesky. He was about to snap at them to leave himself, but right when he opened his mouth to finally speak, the traditional tom leaped at the Smokesky. "Hey!" The grey tom instinctively took a protective step forward, his claws slide out and lips drawn back. Flashing yellow orbs turned to glare at the Shadowclan patrol. "What in Starclan are you guys doing?! Get your clan-mate off our territory!" Whirling towards Smokesky and Peachfuzz, he took another step towards them. "Get off of him and leave! Thunderclan has no patience for you!" Finchcall wanted to leap into the fray, but at the same time he didn't. He hoped that Smokesky could take care of himself because the tom had the despairing feeling that the rest of the Shadowclan patrol might get involved as well.

Then things would get even more dangerous.

A warm feeling rushed through his body as the rest of his patrol leaped forward as well, wishing to help their clan-mate and force the Shadowclanner off of their territory. Sudden a the warmth was sunk by cold as his orbs feel upon the still figure of Nightmane. What is he doing? Their clan-mate hadn't made a move to protect his own patrol and was instead simply watching them. In a whispering snarl, he narrowed his orbs at him. "What are you doing?" How could he just be standing there? Acting calm and not even bothering to aid his own clan. Suddenly the tom felt sick as he saw that there was almost contentment within the the direction that this was going. "Are you-" before he could question where Nightmane's loyalties lied, the tom turned back to the fight, remembering what was happening and decided that he would probably confront Nightmane about this later.

Right now more important things were happening.

[spade]

@Raywood, @Fawn, @Empress Of Evil, @Lilly, @Teza, @AbsurdJinx, @Lunacross

[warning= homophobia and sexism]

As the scene surrounding the young warrior unfolded to reveal stiff tension, much like lightning striking the sky, Aspenfall turned his claws in the dirt, a spark illuminating the depths of his normally warm gaze. "Now you'll see," he muttered, a smirk dragging one corner of his mouth upwards as a low snarl left his maw. His heart thumped in his chest like a horse thundering down a stretch of green, and suddenly the rain and sludge that clogged him down felt dry and weightless. His gaze followed Peachfuzz's every movement, from the tensing of his powerful muscles to his ever graceful bound across the border, claws outstretched to rid the territories of the first of many abominations. Pride swelled in his veins along with the blood that pounded in his ears; finally, StarClan would shine a little light down onto the Clans, all thanks to his brother's vision and voice. I want to be just like that. To be a voice for our ancestors, and to speak up for Their wishes, he thought to himself.

Ears swiveling around to catch both protests that arose from the ThunderClan patrol, he growled and locked his gaze first on Dusksoul, then Finchcall. He felt bile rise in his throat, muscles in every inch of his body tensing up as the fur on the back of his neck rose steadily. "His fate was sealed when he chose to become a pathetic queen!" the tom spat, venom lacing each word that was hurtled, like spiked insults, towards the two warriors across from him. His eyes darted to Sorreltuft, surprise registering on his expression of his attempt to hault Peachfuzz's attack. "How dare you!" he growled, swerving and aiming to make his body a block between his brother-in-law and his true family. He cast the tom a warning look, signaling that he was in for a troubled ride if he dared try to stop Peachfuzz from carrying out what needed to be done.

The tom spun on his heels, eyes hungry to eat up the battle scene that was erupting between the two patrols. He let out a caterwaul, eyes gazing upwards towards the dark storm clouds that covered the forest and tail lashing behind him. "This is for you, StarClan," he murmured, closing his eyes briefly before leaping into action. Rain now flying sideways at him as he followed Peachfuzz's initiative and lept, the young tom brought his attention to Finchcall. He'd been one to speak out against Smokesky's imminent death, so Aspenfall would be sure to clear him out of his brother's way. "Step aside, you have to right to interfere with StarClan's Will!" he yowled to Finchcall, taking a final bound towards the tom's flank, claws outstretched and glinting with malice.

[Hexict]

@Lilly, @Raywoond, @Empress Of Evil, @Fawn, @Teza, @AbsurdJinx, @Lunacross

Th tom felt like the whole scene was moving fast. This was suppose to be a simple border patrol, one that should have went smoothly due to the fact that Thunderclan and Shadowclan held no current quarrel. Unlike the Windclan border, which now seemed like a mine-field - if you make the wrong move there, it would blow up. So when the grey warrior had accepted to go along with the patrol, he had honestly expected a quick trip that wouldn't take too long. He wasn't in the mood for any confrontation and the recent weather made him want to just curl up in his nest all day, which was something that he couldn't do since he had to do something for the clan. And this seemed so simple, right?

But these Shadowclan warriors had their own mission. And this seemed to be getting dangerous.

Lashing his tail as he watched Peachfuzz's patrol, hope surged in his chest when he noticed that one of the toms made a move to stop the fight. Though anger returned when one of the younger toms stepped in front of him. Through the rain he was able to figure out that Aspenfall was threatening Sorreltuft, not allowing the latter to make the morally righteous move. How could him stop him like that? How could they just be fine with this! He didn't care what these cats said - they seemed out of their minds - but even if they were insane, they should know not to attack someone like that! Finchcall wasn't even sure what was really going on, wasn't sure why they would possibly think that this was okay. These cats can't just attack another cat for no good reasoning, leap across the border and start a fight just because they thought something like that.

Yellow orbs still on the other patrol, he stiffened when Aspenfall suddenly turned towards him and leaped across the border like Peachfuzz had. His leap was heading towards Finchcall. The grey warrior narrowed his orbs instinctively bracing himself for the blow, he instead decided to move and make his own move to attack the main coon. As he took a step with his hind-legs, the muddy ground caused him to slip. He attempted to regain his balance, hoping it would be in time to fight off Aspenfall before the tom could get in a hit. But his paw's couldn't regain their balance and he continue to slip slightly. As Aspenfall hit his mark and slammed into Finchcall's flank, the tom stumbled away from the impact. He growled and lashed tail again - something he seemed unable to stop since the whole ordeal began. "You little..." the warrior din't even bother to finish his statement. Bunching his muscles he prepared to attack, furious gaze locked onto Aspenfall.

Dung! His gave off a hiss as his hind-legs slipped in the mud again. Even if he was able to get a blow in after another mess up, the strike would be weak and Aspenfall wouldn't have to recover much. The warrior realized how much at a disadvantage he and his clan-mates were at. The rain had soaked the ground and left slippery mud. Thunderclan was use to drier grounds since the leaves would catch most of the rain, so he didn't know how to maneuver in the slippery territory, even if it was his own. But Shadowclan had marshes, so they knew all about this type of ground and was use to the wet mud that made it difficult for Finchcall to fight on.

This is not good...!

[Teza]

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Dusksoul's ears twitched as another one of her clanmates were getting attacked, this time by a younger tom. He didn't look so tough, so maybe she and Finchcall could take him together. She leaped to her clanmate's side, in between the two cats, ready to brace for impact. As soon as Aspenfall had landed on top of her, Dusksoul yowled. He was a lot heavier than she had originally thought, probably because of the mud. The she-cat wasn't built for tanking like that, but it was all she could do to protect Finchcall, who could likely do a much better job at offense than Dusk ever dreamed of doing. She tried to roll onto her back, exposing her own as well as Aspenfall's bellies to each other. She kicked, trying to scrape open the maine-coon's stomach. Whatever damage she could inflict, Dusksoul would certainly try and inflict it.

[Empress Of Evil]

His gaze flickered to his older brother as he gave him a correction. He nodded in agreement before his gaze turned sharply to meet the gaze of a large ThunderClan tom. “I doubt it. You don’t have to brains,” Pyritecrest snarled in response, putting on a small smirk afterwards. There was nothing better to boost his confidence then a smirk. It always did the job perfectly. He always felt so much better when he was confident and smirking. They were a great combination and the two things that made Pyritecrest so easy to dislike. That and his hate for LGBT’s.

As s older brother lunged at the ThunderClan warrior, no wave of surprise came to wash over him. Pyritecrest had seen it coming, he had known that it wouldn’t happen eventually. The Maine Coon didn’t need to be able to tell the future to see that, he just had to know whether he was gay or not, and he was. The ThunderClan warrior should’ve seen that his life would end like this from the moment he’d found out he was gay. There was absolutely no way that StarClan could let him die a peaceful life. Perhaps this was their way of showing all the gays in the world that their actions will not go unnoticed. They will be punished.

The muscular tom watched as his littermate made a move and attacked the she-cat. That’s what you get for choosing to be a warrior, Pyritecrest thought, tail flicking with satisfaction. He watched the fight unfold before him but for a few moments, he made no attempt to help. He watched the cats as they clawed and snarled at each other, none of this was a surprise to him, this was how a fight always went. The surprise that had not yet had the chance to reveal itself suddenly did as he spotted one of the ThunderClan warriors doing nothing. It was the one who had spoken out to him earlier. Maybe he thinks that what Peachfuzz is doing is right. Perhaps he does have a brain, Pyritecrest thought. If so, then that meant he had no good reason to attack the tom. “I guess this’ll be for my own entertainment then,” He murmured to himself, a sinister smile cracking onto his maw.
And so, he leapt at the warrior, claws stretched as far as they could go. The ThunderClan warrior had a similar build to him, meaning that this fight would be a tough one, but Pyritecrest refused to let that faze him.

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[AbsurdJinx]

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Sorreltuft recoiled in shock as Aspenfall jumped in front of him, preventing him from interrupting Peachfuzz's course of action. Shock made his eyes grow wide, and his tail fur to puff out. Obviously, Aspenfall was silently threatening him., and Sorreltuft did not want any trouble - even with the impressionable tomcat before him. After all, Aspenfall was related to Peachfuzz and seemed to admire the leaderly tom, and Sorreltuft didn't want Aspenfall to tell the other cat of Sorreltuft's attempted interruption whom may tell Tinyfuzz whom may then give Sorreltuft the cold shoulder. Plus, he couldn't risk Aspenfall going to Feathermist and sharing the news. Feathermist was best friends with Sorreltuft's mate, Everwhisper, and he didn't want Feathermist to further destroy his dying relationship. So he stepped back, nervously looking over the other warriors' shoulder.

He was very relieved when Aspenfall bounded away, clearly distracted by the action. Sorreltuft observed Pyritecrest launching himself at the ThunderClan patrol, leaving him to be the only ShadowClan warrior with a dire decision to make. Would he fight for his clanmates like a loyal warrior? Or would he fight for what he truly knows is right? Sorreltuft knew he couldn't bring himself to attack the innocent ThunderClan warriors, and he also knew he wouldn't be capable of attacking his own clanmates - his family at that. He was knowledgeable of his clanmates' beliefs, that anyone who wasn't heterosexual or male weren't worthy, and he despised this belief. He hated that his own family had been dragged into the religion.

Though his eyes were glazed with slight fear for the possible consequences he may face, he was very confident in his actions. He believed in what he was doing, which is why Sorreltuft darted after Aspenfall. Yes, Aspenfall could easily impact his own happiness, but he wouldn't be able to see the tomcat severely wounded. So he'd try to help him, but not in the way that most might've expected out of him. Sorreltuft yowled loudly, coming to a slow halt as he neared the three battling cats. He was well-adapted to the muddy environment, able to keep his steps sure and steady. ``Please stop this! Aspenfall! Enough!`` He watched on through wide and disbelieving eyes, his muscles seeming to of stopped working as he could only look on.

[Bandido]

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Thrushwing skidded to a stop, unsheathing his claws to grip the dirt. "ShadowClan," He called out loud. "We're here." The large tom sniffed out the scents. The stench of ShadowClan was faint, perfect for the hunting patrol's assignments. He couldn't help but second guess himself. He had always respected and followed the Warrior code, so hunting on another clan's territory and especially ShadowClan was a no for him. But if it meant feeding ThunderClan... Even so, the fight he had with two ShadowClan warriors only a moon ago and their fierceness was not something you don't want to keep in mind. "Icefur, do you scent any unwanted cats near?" He asked the fellow warrior. Thrushwing had tried sensing a ShadowClan warrior but wasn't sure if Icefur had a better nose then him, one of his battles may have scarred his sniffer and affected his sense of smell.

[Darky]

Originally Posted by Starstar

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Thrushwing skidded to a stop, unsheathing his claws to grip the dirt. "ShadowClan," He called out loud. "We're here." The large tom sniffed out the scents. The stench of ShadowClan was faint, perfect for the hunting patrol's assignments. He couldn't help but second guess himself. He had always respected and followed the Warrior code, so hunting on another clan's territory and especially ShadowClan was a no for him. But if it meant feeding ThunderClan... Even so, the fight he had with two ShadowClan warriors only a moon ago and their fierceness was not something you don't want to keep in mind. "Icefur, do you scent any unwanted warriors near?" He asked the fellow warrior. Thrushwing had tried sensing a ShadowClan warrior but wasn't sure if Icefur had a better nose then him, one of his battles may have scarred his sniffer and affected his sense of smell.

(I'm getting used sto icefur I'm still trying to remember what he's like so I'm a bit rusty but fine)
"Aren't they in riverclan territory? But I don't smell anyone yet" icefur said looking around. The white Tom had only smelled stale scent none fresh. He had heard about the flooding but that did mean their territory was open.

[Starfall]

Originally Posted by Starstar

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Thrushwing skidded to a stop, unsheathing his claws to grip the dirt. "ShadowClan," He called out loud. "We're here." The large tom sniffed out the scents. The stench of ShadowClan was faint, perfect for the hunting patrol's assignments. He couldn't help but second guess himself. He had always respected and followed the Warrior code, so hunting on another clan's territory and especially ShadowClan was a no for him. But if it meant feeding ThunderClan... Even so, the fight he had with two ShadowClan warriors only a moon ago and their fierceness was not something you don't want to keep in mind. "Icefur, do you scent any unwanted cats near?" He asked the fellow warrior. Thrushwing had tried sensing a ShadowClan warrior but wasn't sure if Icefur had a better nose then him, one of his battles may have scarred his sniffer and affected his sense of smell.

Originally Posted by Darky

(I'm getting used sto icefur I'm still trying to remember what he's like so I'm a bit rusty but fine)
"Aren't they in riverclan territory? But I don't smell anyone yet" icefur said looking around. The white Tom had only smelled stale scent none fresh. He had heard about the flooding but that did mean their territory was open.

The golden tom flicked his tail and stopped just as the patrol leader did, his ears pricked and pointed in the direction of the shadowclan territory. The warrior didn't really agree with hunting off another's land, but his clan needed the food, desperately, so in order to keep his clan safe he decided that it was the best they could do at the moment. Dayhum focused his ocean colored optics upon Icefur, his tail flicking "yeah they are, but they may be sending patrols to check in on their territory." he stated, knowing that at times Shadowclan can be fairly...stingy. The tom lifted his muzzle and began to drink in the scents around him, nothing but earth wafted around them, with a faint stench of shadowclan.

[Bandido]

Originally Posted by Darky

(I'm getting used sto icefur I'm still trying to remember what he's like so I'm a bit rusty but fine)
"Aren't they in riverclan territory? But I don't smell anyone yet" icefur said looking around. The white Tom had only smelled stale scent none fresh. He had heard about the flooding but that did mean their territory was open.

Originally Posted by starfall

The golden tom flicked his tail and stopped just as the patrol leader did, his ears pricked and pointed in the direction of the shadowclan territory. The warrior didn't really agree with hunting off another's land, but his clan needed the food, desperately, so in order to keep his clan safe he decided that it was the best they could do at the moment. Dayhum focused his ocean colored optics upon Icefur, his tail flicking "yeah they are, but they may be sending patrols to check in on their territory." he stated, knowing that at times Shadowclan can be fairly...stingy. The tom lifted his muzzle and began to drink in the scents around him, nothing but earth wafted around them, with a faint stench of shadowclan.

Thrushwing nodded at Icefur's response. "Yes, but we'll be prepared if they do send patrols." Thrushwing meowed to Dayhum, confident that his small trio of cats could take them on. He was about to step over the border, raising a paw to do so but paused. "We should be in and out as fast as possible with as much prey." he continued, turning around to face back at them. "By the time they scent us, we'd be gone already." He suggested, liking where this might be going. Thrushwing spun back around, shoulders tense. "Now let's hurry! " Thrushwing sped into ShadowClan territory, expecting Icefur and Dayhum to follow immediately.