[taillow]

 

Originally Posted by paris

Fogmuzzle
AFAB - She / Her
RiverClan Warrior
No Current Purrks
Thirty-Eight Moons
A dappled silver-and-white Bengal she-cat with blue eyes.
________________________________

Pawsteps pattered along the rain-soaked, leaf-littered floor. Silver-and-white fur could be seen flashing in between trees as Fogmuzzle chased after a rogue [ NPC ] that had tried his luck hunting in RiverClan's Territory. Unsheathing thorn-sharp claws, Fogmuzzle rolled herself in the mud to hide her scent and crouched between two mud-slick tree roots and watched as the rogue slowed and headed deeper into her territory.

A snarl twisted Fogmuzzle's maw, and with a fierce battle cry, the RiverClan she-cat sprang from in between the trees, hooking her claws into her opponent's pelt and letting her front claws sink deep into the rogue's shoulders whilst she pummeled at the tom's back with thistle-sharp hind claws.

The rogue let out a shriek and rolled onto his back, but Fogmuzzle had already foreseen the move and jumped off rather quickly. The sleek-furred RiverClanner glared at the rogue who scrambled to his paws and lunged at her. Bracing herself for impact, Fogmuzzle let the tom drag her down before kicking out at his belly with her hind claws, tearing out tufts of fur as she sent the rogue reeling backwards. The tom's green eyes that had once been filled with rage were now filled with fear.

With the rogue tom at her mercy, Fogmuzzle stalked forward stiffly, bending her head to shove her muzzle in the tom's face. ''I expect you to run. I expect you to run, and not to return unless you want to be killed.''

With Fogmuzzle's words said, the rogue tom's tail tucked between his legs and and flung himself away from her and fled towards the Outskirts with a cowardly wail. Meanwhile, Fogmuzzle's blue gaze glistened with satisfaction, her tail swishing gracefully in the air behind her.

[ just wanted to give dusk a chance to see how foggy fights ]

dusklion | @taillow

DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan deputy | 28 moons

There was no time to waste in Dusklion's eyes as the newly named deputy headed out to the territory. She wanted to make it a habit of running through every inch of it as often as she could, securing the forested lands she called home. Thankfully there had been no more intrusions of that wretched ghostly gray fur or those haunting yellow eyes. She had even managed to get some sleep.

Catching the scent of outsider was not on her agenda today, but it immediately brought her claws out as the small dark tabby quickened her pace and sped towards it, her small stature allowing her to maneuver quickly across the territory. She arrived just in time to spot an outsider fleeing from the claws of Fogmuzzle. Finally - a Clanmate that had some brains.

"Glad to see not all of RiverClan's gone soft," she snorted as narrowed eyes watched the tom disappear towards the outskirts and out of view. Dusk gave a snort then glanced at Fog, watching her briefly before glancing around. "Im really gettin' tired of these outsiders thinkin' they can just pad into our territory 'n set up camp. Wonder how many of 'em I'll have to kill before they get the message."

[ Fogmuzzle - @paris ]