Mango let out a triumphant "Hah!" as her strike landed. Using this chance to leap to her feet, Mango braced herself. She was going defensive.. for now. She would soon turn this fight around and hopefully win. Mango grinned, but was caught off guard by the force of the apprentice's leap. Mango began to back up, but it was too late. She was tackled to the ground. She thrashed around, trying to get on top. Mango struck up with her hind legs, and yowled to distract him.

Mango was successfully pinned as claws tore deep, but not too deep, lacerations into her chest. "Do you yield?" the apprentice spat. Mango pondered her options as he pressed a paw on her throat. Mango's eyes flashed with fear. She couldn't die now! She wanted to fight this apprentice. She wanted to fight as hard as she could, but this young tom had her in his clutches. Mango sighed. "Maybe this is why I hate you all," she spat like poison was in her mouth. "I'll remember you, apprentice, and you better remember me too."Mango thrashed until the tom either fell off of her or let go, and then she stood. Shooting one last glare at the tom, she stalked away without a word. This was her silent yield. Mango would not verbally speak her defeat, for it was not the Syndicate way. Mango took a moment to lick her wounds as best she could. She pondered the events that took place. This was her first fight.. so why didn't she feel excited? Mango rested her gaze on a pair of fighting cats. Do we act that savage? Shaking her head, Mango stood up. She had to keep fighting. "For Halite!" she screeched as she jumped back into the fray.

The golden tabby laughed once more "Anyways, you think Blazingstar and Snowstar will get along?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. He didn't wish to fight any of the friends he made in Windclan, it would break his heart. The warrior was about to say something else, possibly something more upbeat, something more...giddy, in all honesty Dayhum wasn't sure about what he was going to say. He felt numb for a few seconds while looking at Tawnystream, in the dappled sunlight, the rays fluttered down and showered her, it was breath taking. Although sadly his unknown comment was drowned out by an ugly yowl. His ocean colored eyes widened with unbelief and he turned around to look at the sea of angry felines, his golden fur fluffed it. He took a few seconds to get focused, then he flattened his ears and bared his fangs "Fox-dung!" he spat "Tawny, stick by me!"
he called, turning to look at the molly, his hues shone with worry and determination, he knew that she was more than capable, but he couldn't help but worry, he would have to ask around about this feeling.

Mango stopped abruptly before she could attack another Clan cat. She turned and brightened when she saw her mentor. "Allure! How's fighting?" Mango's gaze faltered as she thought about the ShadowClan apprentice. She had been miserably defeated, but she didn't want to talk about that now. Mango quickly licked her fur down on her throbbing chest wounds. She would definately have a scar there. She would look fierce, but her poor beautiful pelt would be ruined by the large three scores. Mango straightened and focused back on Allure. There was an odd fondness in her eyes. Mango almost purred, despite the circumstances.