🌊 A Debt Repaid 🌊

[Socks]

// @hope // Goldendawn

Had this she-cat really tried to out-hiss him? She hadn't the need to hiss again and this time she was clearly louder, did she think she was better than him just because she had an average muzzle? Well, she was about to learn that his flat face wasn't about to stop him from letting out a loud gurgled hiss that would make StarClan run with their tail between their legs.

Thinking of tails, hers had escaped his snapping jaws. How irritating, he'd actually had the brief thought of using it in his nest. It'd make up for cutting into his leisure time like this.

When his opponent backed of he took the chance to attempt to catch his breath, by now he was panting and drooling. As much as it looked like he was struggling he'd dealt with this shortness of breath often and it hadn't killed him yet. When his breathing was somewhat better he lunged at the she-cat again, he wanted her to go running so how about aiming his claws towards her chest, not to kill but to give her a nasty scar.

[Poprock]

@OhZeeWolf @Socks
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She was so close. The tall tortoiseshell vermin she intended to kill was right there. Her claws coated in some dark liquid. Was it the blood of her clanmates? Was it Eveningstar's? Her heart ached. Eveningstar was her leader. Her friend. And now he was dead. Cut down by another bloodthirsty Riverclan leader who had the power to take multiple lives. She wanted to be a good warrior and stop when Whitewolf ordered her to. To turn around and hope that Riverclan warrior didn't realize Robinwhisker was coming for her. But her heart was louder than Whitewolf could ever be.

Why!? Why did Starclan allow this to happen again? Why did they allow her home to fall into such chaos? Why did they force young Icicleripple to have to take the mantle?

She was spiraling, blinded by grief and rage. She knew that. It was a common problem in the calico's life. Act on emotions and think much later. Time and time again she had been warned to change, to put things in perspective before she lashed out. What did they know? The faces of her former mentor flashed in her mind. Her mother, her father... Sprigcloud.
She yowled as she finally reached the warrior, ready to claw at her pelt. There wasn't time to think. She had to avenge her clan.

The fishheart managed to get the first strike. A caught off guard type of slash that older warriors would mostly likely laugh at. And it still somehow caught her, right where her chest and neck met. Three deep wounds that were already bleeding a a little too much. Stars it burned. Wait... burned!? What was on this girls claws? It couldn't have been blood... so what was it?

Confused and feeling worse every second, Robinwhisker fired back with her own set of attacks. A slash at the face, followed up with a bite to the neck. Would her pain and tears allow her to hit her mark? Or would she end up hitting air?

[panchiko]

He called that a hiss? Maybe it had been louder than hers but it wouldn't be louder than her next one. “HISSSSSss!” Spiderstorm hissed back aggressively. She wasn't going to be out-hissed. If Goldendawn wanted to out-hiss her, he'd have to train for another hundred moons. Probably longer.

Spiderstorm let out another hiss but this time it was out of pain. She'd attempted to move out of the way but Goldendawn's claws had still partially connected with her chest and she winced as she felt the damage they'd done. This was fine. She was fiiiine. . . ow. She stumbled back in response to the pain, but she wouldn't give up yet. Ah, no, they were just getting started..

She couldn't let him get away with this and so she thought for a half second on how she wanted to go about this. She caught her breath so it wouldn't sound so raggedy, gathered her energy and attempted to slam her body into the ThunderClanner's side using her full force. Hopefully it'd do something..

// @Socks

[wolfie]

Wormbite | Riverclan Warrior | Closed for Interactions!

Instability was a familiar place for him. He thrived where there was chaos and suffered during times of peace. His thoughts demanded Thunderclan's blood and who was he to deny them? They took precious cats from Riverclan and it was time for a wakeup call. An eye for an eye. A small part of him knew this was going to make it worse, honestly. It would give Thunderclan a reason to attack back. However, Wormbite wasn't thinking correctly. After moons of waiting his sister was gone. Sootclaw was gone. Lionstorm was gone. Fawnsqueak was gone. Anyone he had the slightest relationship to from before was gone with the expectation of one. Did Thunderclan even ever properly apologize to Riverclan? It felt like a mockery.

Wormbite entered into the camp, cloudy eyes glinting with a dark intent. Claws were laced with poison. He wouldn't be a savage -- wouldn't take any lives unless they were worth it. Kestrelstar's announcement barely registered in his head. Claws unsheathed, he launched himself into the battle. Cats flew pass him but he was waiting.

Tiredness clawed at his bones.. they were in the right. Of course they were. . There was doubt woven in his bones and the more he thought about what he was going to do was making him sick.

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Cloverkit | Thunderclan Kit | Open! Any Riverclan cats will be bonked however. You've been warned!

They woke up to screeching and chaos. Eyes still filled with tiredness, Cloverkit squeezed theirself out of the nursery. "Wha's goin' on?" They mumbled, a yawn escaping their tiny muzzle. Big cats were blocking their view. They lift a paw up to paw away at their eyes. Blink blonk. It seemed like no one bothered to inform Cloverkit. They doubt their presence was being noticed anyway. A strange scent was filling their senses, wha?

They pushed against the big cats' legs, weaving in between to get a proper view.

Cats were fighting each other. Blood dripping from their pelts, claws out. Cloverkit could only assume was -- was this the .. the Riverclan? They were - they were here. In Thunderclan's camp. Which wasn't allowed! They were breaking rules! Panic began to settle in their bones, their fur rising up as they unsheathed their tiny claws.

No! No! They could hurt Sagekit or Rosekit -- or WORSE!

"OUT! GET - GET OUT!" Cloverkit yowled at no Riverclan cat in particular, sniffling. "Pleas, se, get out -- get out of HERE!" They felt frozen in place, where had they brought their siblings to?

[vcrdant]

At the sound of the RiverClan leader’s words, Ryebelly swiftly unsheathed his claws, immediately feeling the thrill of the current situation. He dashed into the frenzy of cats, his gaze scanning the area to find the nearest ThunderClanner.

(( open to thunderclan cats for fighting but pls don’t kill him lol. ))

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Papaya

// OPEN TO RIVERCLAN. Albatrosspaw will be fighting to kill - his attacks will be brutal. Alb is old but large and experienced.

>Albatrosspaw<

Chaos, chaos, chaos. It seemed to Albatross that this was all Thunder and River had to offer these days, he thought, as he emerged into the crowded clearing. And what a sight that greeted him. Kestrelstar had murdered Eveningstar? How interesting. There was now an additional life that needed to be taken, on top of the other two. And RiverClan had simply sauntered into his camp and given him an opportunity to do so.

How thoughtful of them.

Akin to his attack at the border, with his jaws wide open and claws flashing, Albatrosspaw launched himself soundlessly at the intruders and attempted to sink his fangs into the nearest RiverClan warrior's throat.

[Feel free to beat up Blizz all you want just don’t kill him]

Blizzardsky didn’t come to fight Thunderclan but he came to fight Albatrossflame. It was the one cat he came to find. His goal was to murder the tom, he wasn’t a murderer, but he had to avenge Petuniaflame’s death. It was the only way he and his sister would have peace. He scanned the clearing for the cat he knew as Albatrossflame, his eyes landed on the large tom and he gave a loud angry hiss,” Albatrossfire” he hissed as he still had the name partially wrong,” You will pay and suffer for taking my sister from me” he hissed unsheathing his claws and launching himself for the top of Albatrosspaw’s back. He wanted to squish the tom and then perform a death blow, however; it wouldn’t likely work out that easily for the vengeful tom.

[Shade.]

Lizardfrost had come, prepared for battle. She didn't think it was wrong. Battle was part of clan life, was it not? She had to follow her leader's orders. That's why she was here. And she had no qualms about the little...advantage Snakeheart had given them.

(OPEN TO TC ATTACKERS)

[Socks]

// @Rockfall // Rootgaze

Another squirrel yelled out at her opponent but the ThunderClanner didn't falter. It was genuinely a surprise to Rootgaze when her claws hit their mark, the movement had been clumsy, just a reflex. As soon as she saw the warrior's blood spill her mind flashed back to the struggling vole. She didn't want to think of that, this cat had attacked first with a murderous look in her eyes, this cat didn't deserve any of her sympathies.

Robinwhisker's claws hit her cheek but Rootgaze avoided her snapping jaws. There was a change in the other's demeanour that she could notice, had the poison already begun to take effect? She'd managed to slash at a critical area, she wouldn't be surprised. If it had begun to work it shouldn't be long before the ThunderClanner couldn't fight anymore, instead of using up too much more energy on this scuffle she focused on pushing Robinwhisker over, perhaps pinning her down if needed.

[im a cat]

~Nightclaw, RC, is pretty good at fighting~
Nightclaw looked around ready in case someone would attack him. He'd make the Thunderclan fox-hearts pay for the blood they'd spilled with their own.

~Eaglesong, ThC, not the best fighter but has some fluff~
Eaglesong looked around in horror at the fights that broke out around her. No, no, no... she whispered hesitantly, this couldn't be happening.

[Socks]

// @hope // Goldendawn

So this was a hiss-off, eh? He'd admit she was loud but he wasn't intimidated by that shrill hiss, she sounded more like a frightened kit to his ears and Goldendawn hated kits. He didn't even bother wasting his breath with a louder hiss, as much as he was tempted, because he'd rather hurry up and chase this she-cat out of his territory. "Enough squealin, run on back to yer pond now!" He felt satisfaction when his blows landed, he didn't relish in hurting somebody but when the other ticked him off so much it didn't bother him as much.

The force at which the bengal slammed into him hurt, but his thick body and short stature kept him sturdy enough not to tumble over. However, it did leave him coughing, curse his crappy lungs for being this way. "Darn breathin--" He managed to get out before retaliating, hoping to just put all his weight on the she-cat and pin her down. If he could give a sharp blow to her ribs and leave her coughing like him then he'd be happy.