SkyClan Territory

[monfang]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Despite Auroraflame having icy blue hues, a flame flickered in them. Her fake smile dropped as he started talking. No more acts, she was just going to stay here, filled with anger. She watched as a calm smile crossed Onyx's face, though there was still a murderous look in his eyes. She wasn't really phased by it. It kind of creeped her out, and she wondered if his eyes hurt from keeping that up, but other then that, she wasn't really scared, just mad. Auroraflame and her leader were here to get rid of a problem, and that's what they were going to do. Auroraflame had enough anger to kill Onyx, but she wasn't that kind of a cat. Despite him being a killer, he probably had a family at home who would bawl their eyes out if he died. She would feel that way anyway if she lost a family member. The deputy planned on just letting Onyx know he wasn't welcome.

Onyx's 'welcome' had been the cause of the deaths of a few members in SkyClan. He was going to pay. They may have just been warriors, and an apprentice, but they were part of the clan. They deserved to be avenged and that's what her and Grousestar would do. I believe it's the Dusk Syndicate who should know who they're dealing with, Auroraflame thought, rolling her eyes, not really care if Onyx got mad at her for it. "You're welcome was just lovely", She said through gritted teeth. Well I hope for the Syndicate doesn't give us any more 'welcomes' because after this they will know what to expect, Auroraflame thought bitterly.

Auroraflame stared at Onyx with an expression that said, 'Are you stupid?'. Of course we have to throw you out! You killed members of our clan!, Auroraflame thought, exasperated by Onyx. The bombay she-cat was clearly not going to let Onyx slip away and she was sure that Grousestar wasn't going to either.

Cliffheart. The deputy thought as Onyx mentioned him being a rather big help. She had to say she was quite surprised, but she didn't let her expression change. Although she couldn't help but think, Did Cliffheart betray us? No. He must've been forced. Knowing her friend, he was a loyal cat and wouldn't betray SkyClan for anything. She didn't question his loyalty, but for her own curiousity, she would visit him in the Medicine Cat Den later and ask him about what happened. "That information is for us and us only. You do not need to know about any of it", Auroraflame said calmly, though there was coldness in her voice. "So you can get your fat nose out of our business", Auroraflame continued flatly. She wasn't sure whether her insult would anger him or not. She didn't care though, she just wished to give him the truth.

"You may have let our friend go, but that doesn't make up for all our other friends that you killed", the ebony she-cat snarled quietly. Even though she wasn't very well acquainted with the poor victims that had been killed, that didn't mean they weren't her friend. To her, everyone in her clan was a friend. They were one united force, they were strong. SkyClan had managed to rid four clans of the evil leaders, so they could fight another one couldn't they? The Dusk Syndicate certainly wasn't a clan, but things couldn't be that different could they? She guessed, judging by Onyx and Hannibal and their 'welcome, the Syndicate probably had some more cruel ways of running things. And she had the feeling Grousestar might agree.

Onyx had asked for a fight, she was going to give him one. Determination and anger lit the flames in her eyes, her eyes narrowed at the oriental in distrust and anger. Auroraflame refused to let him slip away without nice 'goodbye'. She remembered his companion Hannibal still stood there. Her eyes momentarily flickered to the gray cat. Wonder what he can do, Auroraflame thought. Onyx may be stupid to mess with SkyClan, but that didn't mean he was a complete idiot. He would've chosen a strong cat to come along with him. Still, she didn't let herself be fazed, she refused to let the two toms mess with her mind.
The deputy wasn't quite sure what Onyx's cause for this was, but she got the feeling it wasn't for the Syndicate. Through the bombay's eyes, the oriental didn't seem like a cat who would do this just for the Syndicate. There were many things she still had yet to discover about this cat, but today wasn't the day.

Originally Posted by Duskflight

While the black oriental produced a small, Grousestar did not, his face was still cold and neutral, though there was an undertone of anger in his eyes as he looked mostly at Onyx, finding that the other tom unnerved him terribly. That other cat, he didn't have anything behind his eyes, it was almost like he wasn't an actual being, like he was just a stone that could speak and the leader didn't like that. It was nothing that the cat said, in fact, the tom had only spoken once and that was greeting them, and it wasn't even in his demeanor, those eyes.. Grousestar focused on Onyx instead and gave no notion to the uneasiness he felt about the other tom.
The brown tabby allowed for the other to speak, sensing the frustration and anger and hostility in his deputy, though trusting that she could contain herself, he showed nothing but a cool calmness.

At the toms greeting, the tip of his tail flicked and he shook his head, that look of anger becoming more apparent momentarily.
"I'm sorry, but you're wrong Onyx. You see, that's not what decent cats do to make a 'welcome' and I truly hope you're not blind enough to notice that cats don't take kindly to these sorts of acts. And I'm sorry if this may come off as rude in any way, but you're not showing me who Skyclan is dealing with, you're showing me that I need to focus my attention more on you and become more aggressive with your Syndicate should I continue to find any of you on my territory." While he did have hatred towards the Syndicate toms, he had a better time of at least dulling it rather than making it completely apparent like Auroraflame. Flicking his ear, he glanced over at the black she-cat as she made the gritted comment about his welcome.

When the oriental began speaking again, his cold emerald gaze focused right back on him, listening very carefully to the toms words and allowing him to finish before he spoke up. But the comment about Cliffheart, now that brought a deep growl to his throat, this tom was outright admitting that he had attacked the warrior, Grousestar's tail lashing with the anger but immediately he forced himself to calm down. He didn't need to anger so quickly, because that was surely what the tom was going for. Licking his lips, the tom stood a bit taller, straightened himself out.
"Auroraflame is right, this is Skyclan business and it is of no concern to you nor will it ever be.

Grousestar was growing tired of talking to the tom and that was becoming apparent on his face as Onyx finished speaking, a sharp look in his eye.
"I don't mean to be blunt nor rude with this statement, but you do not mean that. You do not mean your condolences and I will never forgive you of your crimes against my clan. And I'm sorry, but letting one cat live does not atone for your actions. My warriors will now be ordered to attack the both of you on sight and to attack any Syndicate members found on the territory. Should I continue to have further problems with your Syndicate I will personally pay a visit to your leader. And if that doesn't work. Well. I truly hope it doesn't get to that point. Now don't get comfy because we're leaving now. Come on, up." The leader meowed with force, nodding his head at the sitting cat and casting a brief glance at the tom who had hardly spoken.

To say in the least, Hannibal thought the way that Onyx was speaking to this cat was reckless and a waste of a good opportunity. He should have did the talking, he could have easily made an acquaintance of this tom; truthfully, he thought this entire idea of padding into Skyclan territory and killing their warriors was a bad idea. But this was all part of his plan to grow his 'bond' with Onyx, get closer to that reckless killer that only killed for sport.
So he wasn't surprised to find that the leader wanted them out as quickly as possible. Hannibal wouldn't object, he had no reason to, he had the information he desired, though if he were able to feel bitterness, he likely would have felt it towards Onyx for allowing them to get caught. Because that's just not something Hannibal did, he covered his tracks, always, and kept what he did a mystery because no cat needed to know anything about him. But alas, he felt nothing and simply looked to the oriental.
"It appears we've over stayed our welcome."
This tom, this leader.. Grousestar. He was a polite tom and if Hannibal was capable of liking things, he liked that. He would have no quarrel with him and would very likely not need to kill him, he doubts he would get in the way of anything that he wished to do.
"My apologies for the way my partner has spoken to the both of you. We will make sure to no longer infiltrate your territory and my apologies that you had to have this sort of welcome from the Syndicate." It was a polite tone and from what anyone could tell, it was sincere, but that's what Hannibal was good at. Faking things, lying. It was easy to do when you held no emotions. He would likely come back into Skyclan territory whenever he pleased, but next time, he would do it alone and he would not get caught. Nonetheless, no one could be able to tell this and he truly did seem to be apologetic towards the trespassing and murders. But no one knew Hannibal.

Onyx turned a slightly surprised gaze to Hannibal, and then he seemed to agree. "I suppose this is true Hannibal." he said, then looked at the other two. "Alright, you have your win. I will simply walk out of here, and then there will be no more issues between us." he said, and then he rose his head. "But if we will not be let out of here willingly, I will personally fight my way through." he meowed, and looked at Auroraflame. "Even through you, beautiful." he chuckled.

(I have an idea, guys. I want Onyx to fight Aurora, but I also want this to happen as well: I had an idea that Onyx would fight someone then hit his head and his entire time at the syndicate would be lost, but I still want Hanni to kill him I'll just have to figure out.... how... But here is the plan {x})

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by toothlost!

The tan she-cat simply stared at Grousestar a few moments before going to his side, not knowing where the camp- her camp- was, she would rely on the leader quite a bit in her first few days in SkyClan. Not only was it a new clan, but they would have slightly different beliefs and systems. She wasn't aware of everything SkyClan practiced, and so she would have to learn like she did once before when she came to ShadowClan as a young kit. Suddenly she thought of her brother and a terrible pain stabbed through her chest, making her wound feel ten times worse. She hadn't even said goodbye to him. What would he think? They weren't the closest of siblings, by when they were young they swore they would always stay together... Scorchflake wanted to break down, wailing in a curled ball of hours. But she knew that wasn't smart, she had to push forward. There was no going back now. She's a SkyClan warrior, and Condorflight would have to accept that. She'll explain everything at the gathering, if there will even be anymore gatherings, and if SkyClan attends. Casting her gaze to her new leader, she could only think of how grateful she was he had come into her life, and the lives of the other four clans. He was a true leader, one that was worthy of his title and worked to keep it. She hadn't seen a leader like that her entire life. Sure, her leaders were good but they never showed they cared. She was loyal to the clan more than the leader. But now, Scorchflake was fiercely loyal to her leader, not her clan. Grousestar deserved the loyalty he had.
"I..." she started to speak, though she wasn't sure what she was going to say. "I think..." There was a sudden urge to look at her wound, but she refused and just looked at the leader. "I hope you have a patient medicine cat. I have a habit of not taking care of myself." She gave a small smile, as she was joking for the most part, and then she turned her head away from Grousestar and she focused on another part of the territory. She would have to learn the layout of the land.

{So sorry about how long this took to get to! But anyways, you can quote this and reply in the medicine cat den, Ebonypaw is open for us now c:}

Luckily enough for Scorchflake, Grousestar was a very kind tom indeed and would be more than happy to help her out around the territory and camp for as long as she needed it and would even be happy to provide her her meals if she wasn't quite comfortable hunting in the territory yet. How could one cat possibly so nice? Was it naive to be like this? Foolish even? Or was it something that the world needed more of? It was a question many cats wondered while the brown tabby simply continued to be himself. It wasn't a question if he was fit to lead his clan, it was very clear that he was capable of doing this. Perhaps he's the kind of leadership that Skyclan needs to get back on it's paws and become a great clan again. He loved Skyclan and he wanted to see it prosper, make cats proud to be a Skyclan cat not to say they already weren't. As they began heading back to camp, he allowed his gaze to occasionally drift over to the new member of his clan, a smile still placed on his muzzle, catching her looking at him every so often with a look of graciousness.
His ears perked up as she started and trailed off, his head turning to fully look at her as she seemed to gather what she was going to say, the tom saying nothing and patiently waiting for what the she-cat would say to him. When she finally spat out what she wanted to say, Grousestar chuckled out, a lighthearted, happy look dancing in those gentle emerald eyes of his before he looked back ahead. "Oh don't worry, I'll be keeping in close touch with Ebonypaw to make sure you're being taken care of properly, after all, you're my warrior now and I want you being as healthy and as happy as possible." The tom purred out, his smile widening slightly, showing that he had pride in making sure that every individual in his clan was doing well. That's what he wanted. He wanted his clan to be healthy and happy and strong.

[Empress Of Evil]

Originally Posted by Duskflight

While the black oriental produced a small, Grousestar did not, his face was still cold and neutral, though there was an undertone of anger in his eyes as he looked mostly at Onyx, finding that the other tom unnerved him terribly. That other cat, he didn't have anything behind his eyes, it was almost like he wasn't an actual being, like he was just a stone that could speak and the leader didn't like that. It was nothing that the cat said, in fact, the tom had only spoken once and that was greeting them, and it wasn't even in his demeanor, those eyes.. Grousestar focused on Onyx instead and gave no notion to the uneasiness he felt about the other tom.
The brown tabby allowed for the other to speak, sensing the frustration and anger and hostility in his deputy, though trusting that she could contain herself, he showed nothing but a cool calmness.

At the toms greeting, the tip of his tail flicked and he shook his head, that look of anger becoming more apparent momentarily.
"I'm sorry, but you're wrong Onyx. You see, that's not what decent cats do to make a 'welcome' and I truly hope you're not blind enough to notice that cats don't take kindly to these sorts of acts. And I'm sorry if this may come off as rude in any way, but you're not showing me who Skyclan is dealing with, you're showing me that I need to focus my attention more on you and become more aggressive with your Syndicate should I continue to find any of you on my territory." While he did have hatred towards the Syndicate toms, he had a better time of at least dulling it rather than making it completely apparent like Auroraflame. Flicking his ear, he glanced over at the black she-cat as she made the gritted comment about his welcome.

When the oriental began speaking again, his cold emerald gaze focused right back on him, listening very carefully to the toms words and allowing him to finish before he spoke up. But the comment about Cliffheart, now that brought a deep growl to his throat, this tom was outright admitting that he had attacked the warrior, Grousestar's tail lashing with the anger but immediately he forced himself to calm down. He didn't need to anger so quickly, because that was surely what the tom was going for. Licking his lips, the tom stood a bit taller, straightened himself out.
"Auroraflame is right, this is Skyclan business and it is of no concern to you nor will it ever be.

Grousestar was growing tired of talking to the tom and that was becoming apparent on his face as Onyx finished speaking, a sharp look in his eye.
"I don't mean to be blunt nor rude with this statement, but you do not mean that. You do not mean your condolences and I will never forgive you of your crimes against my clan. And I'm sorry, but letting one cat live does not atone for your actions. My warriors will now be ordered to attack the both of you on sight and to attack any Syndicate members found on the territory. Should I continue to have further problems with your Syndicate I will personally pay a visit to your leader. And if that doesn't work. Well. I truly hope it doesn't get to that point. Now don't get comfy because we're leaving now. Come on, up." The leader meowed with force, nodding his head at the sitting cat and casting a brief glance at the tom who had hardly spoken.

To say in the least, Hannibal thought the way that Onyx was speaking to this cat was reckless and a waste of a good opportunity. He should have did the talking, he could have easily made an acquaintance of this tom; truthfully, he thought this entire idea of padding into Skyclan territory and killing their warriors was a bad idea. But this was all part of his plan to grow his 'bond' with Onyx, get closer to that reckless killer that only killed for sport.
So he wasn't surprised to find that the leader wanted them out as quickly as possible. Hannibal wouldn't object, he had no reason to, he had the information he desired, though if he were able to feel bitterness, he likely would have felt it towards Onyx for allowing them to get caught. Because that's just not something Hannibal did, he covered his tracks, always, and kept what he did a mystery because no cat needed to know anything about him. But alas, he felt nothing and simply looked to the oriental.
"It appears we've over stayed our welcome."
This tom, this leader.. Grousestar. He was a polite tom and if Hannibal was capable of liking things, he liked that. He would have no quarrel with him and would very likely not need to kill him, he doubts he would get in the way of anything that he wished to do.
"My apologies for the way my partner has spoken to the both of you. We will make sure to no longer infiltrate your territory and my apologies that you had to have this sort of welcome from the Syndicate." It was a polite tone and from what anyone could tell, it was sincere, but that's what Hannibal was good at. Faking things, lying. It was easy to do when you held no emotions. He would likely come back into Skyclan territory whenever he pleased, but next time, he would do it alone and he would not get caught. Nonetheless, no one could be able to tell this and he truly did seem to be apologetic towards the trespassing and murders. But no one knew Hannibal.

Originally Posted by Moonfang

Onyx turned a slightly surprised gaze to Hannibal, and then he seemed to agree. "I suppose this is true Hannibal." he said, then looked at the other two. "Alright, you have your win. I will simply walk out of here, and then there will be no more issues between us." he said, and then he rose his head. "But if we will not be let out of here willingly, I will personally fight my way through." he meowed, and looked at Auroraflame. "Even through you, beautiful." he chuckled.

(I have an idea, guys. I want Onyx to fight Aurora, but I also want this to happen as well: I had an idea that Onyx would fight someone then hit his head and his entire time at the syndicate would be lost, but I still want Hanni to kill him I'll just have to figure out.... how... But here is the plan {x})

Auroraflame's attention flickered to Hannibal as he spoke. He's polite, i'll give him that, Auroraflame thought, but honestly she did not and would not believe a single word that either of them said. Because she didn't know Hannibal very well (No one really did), she didn't think he would come back. He seemed to have enough sense in his mind to know he shouldn't come back. But of course, Hannibal was Hannibal and no one knew what he would do. They could only predict. Auroraflame just planned on making sure Onyx didn't come back any time soon. Actually, she preferred if he never came back.

The deputy watched as Onyx lifted his head and spoke again. Auroraflame was getting quite annoyed (more than she already was), so as a sign of disrespect, she found her mind and eyes had started to wander off, looking at the surrounding territory. Despite having moved here for a decent amount of time, the deputy still hadn't had enough time to discover every little secret about it. Although, she was sure she would find some time in the future, maybe even after they got rid of the black oriental. The ebony she-cat was pretty much not paying any attention now, except, Onyx's last 4 words made something in her snap. She turned her head to him. A venomous look in her eyes, but in her mind, she was absolutely dumbfounded. Did....he just....flirt with me?, Auroraflame thought in complete bewilderment. Oh, so first he kills off a few members in our clan, and then he decides it's alright to say that, Auroraflame thought. The more she thought about it, the more angered she became, not realising an angered expression was quickly growing on her face.

Without any warning, the deputy lunged at him. Her claws were already unsheathed so she didn't need to worry about that. The she-cat stretched out her claws, hoping to do some damage to this arrogant tom cat. She was aiming for a few scratches to his stupid cheek. As she neared closer to Onyx she got ready to hit his cheek with as much force as possible and slice it too. "You'll regret all of this".

[monfang]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Auroraflame's attention flickered to Hannibal as he spoke. He's polite, i'll give him that, Auroraflame thought, but honestly she did not and would not believe a single word that either of them said. Because she didn't know Hannibal very well (No one really did), she didn't think he would come back. He seemed to have enough sense in his mind to know he shouldn't come back. But of course, Hannibal was Hannibal and no one knew what he would do. They could on predict. Auroraflame just planned on making sure Onyx didn't come back any time soon. Actually, she preferred if he never came back.

The deputy watched as Onyx lifted his head and spoke again. Auroraflame was getting quite annoyed (more than she already was), so as a sign of disrespect, she found her mind and eyes had started to wander off, looking at the surrounding territory. Despite having moved here for a decent amount of time, the deputy still hadn't had enough time to discover every little secret about it. Although, she was sure she would find some time in the future, maybe even after they got rid of the black oriental. The ebony she-cat was pretty much not paying any attention now, except, Onyx's last 4 words made something in her snap. She turned her head to him. A venomous look in her eyes, but in her mind, she was absolutely dumbfounded. Did....he just....flirt with me?, Auroraflame thought in complete bewilderment. Oh, so first he kills off a few members in our clan, and then he decides it's alright to say that, Auroraflame thought. The more she thought about it, the more angered she became, not realising an angered expression was quickly growing on her face.

Without any warning, the deputy lunged at him. Her claws were already unsheathed so she didn't need to worry about that. The she-cat stretched out her claws, hoping to do some damage to this arrogant tom cat. She was aiming for a few scratches to his stupid cheek. As she neared closer to Onyx she got ready to hit his cheek with as much force as possible and slice it too. "You'll regret all of this".

{ @Duskflight }
Onyx, not expecting Aurora to attack, felt the claws dig into his skin before he could process the attack. He stumbled back, and shot a murderous gaze at the deputy, his eyes beaming with anger. Blood fell from his face, staining the snow beneath his paws. "Well, well, well, don't you got some power behind you." he chuckled darkly, and lunged at her, his claws aimed for her flank, to catch her off balance. But the blow to his head had blurred his vision, and even he knew the blow won't land, but he had to fight. This was a matter of war, and if he lost, he could easily be killed and that was not an option.

His hatred blinded him more.

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by Moonfang

Onyx turned a slightly surprised gaze to Hannibal, and then he seemed to agree. "I suppose this is true Hannibal." he said, then looked at the other two. "Alright, you have your win. I will simply walk out of here, and then there will be no more issues between us." he said, and then he rose his head. "But if we will not be let out of here willingly, I will personally fight my way through." he meowed, and looked at Auroraflame. "Even through you, beautiful." he chuckled.

(I have an idea, guys. I want Onyx to fight Aurora, but I also want this to happen as well: I had an idea that Onyx would fight someone then hit his head and his entire time at the syndicate would be lost, but I still want Hanni to kill him I'll just have to figure out.... how... But here is the plan {x})

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Auroraflame's attention flickered to Hannibal as he spoke. He's polite, i'll give him that, Auroraflame thought, but honestly she did not and would not believe a single word that either of them said. Because she didn't know Hannibal very well (No one really did), she didn't think he would come back. He seemed to have enough sense in his mind to know he shouldn't come back. But of course, Hannibal was Hannibal and no one knew what he would do. They could on predict. Auroraflame just planned on making sure Onyx didn't come back any time soon. Actually, she preferred if he never came back.

The deputy watched as Onyx lifted his head and spoke again. Auroraflame was getting quite annoyed (more than she already was), so as a sign of disrespect, she found her mind and eyes had started to wander off, looking at the surrounding territory. Despite having moved here for a decent amount of time, the deputy still hadn't had enough time to discover every little secret about it. Although, she was sure she would find some time in the future, maybe even after they got rid of the black oriental. The ebony she-cat was pretty much not paying any attention now, except, Onyx's last 4 words made something in her snap. She turned her head to him. A venomous look in her eyes, but in her mind, she was absolutely dumbfounded. Did....he just....flirt with me?, Auroraflame thought in complete bewilderment. Oh, so first he kills off a few members in our clan, and then he decides it's alright to say that, Auroraflame thought. The more she thought about it, the more angered she became, not realising an angered expression was quickly growing on her face.

Without any warning, the deputy lunged at him. Her claws were already unsheathed so she didn't need to worry about that. The she-cat stretched out her claws, hoping to do some damage to this arrogant tom cat. She was aiming for a few scratches to his stupid cheek. As she neared closer to Onyx she got ready to hit his cheek with as much force as possible and slice it too. "You'll regret all of this".

Originally Posted by Moonfang

{ @Duskflight }
Onyx, not expecting Aurora to attack, felt the claws dig into his skin before he could process the attack. He stumbled back, and shot a murderous gaze at the deputy, his eyes beaming with anger. Blood fell from his face, staining the snow beneath his paws. "Well, well, well, don't you got some power behind you." he chuckled darkly, and lunged at her, his claws aimed for her flank, to catch her off balance. But the blow to his head had blurred his vision, and even he knew the blow won't land, but he had to fight. This was a matter of war, and if he lost, he could easily be killed and that was not an option.

His hatred blinded him more.

Hannibal completely disregarded the surprised look that Onyx had flashed him at his words, it meant nothing to him and he was simply trying to save them from more trouble than they needed, but by the way things were going and the way that Onyx was speaking, which was highly disrespectful if you ask him, this would end in some sort of mess anyways. When he said that to Auroraflame, if Hannibal could feel agitation, he would certainly feel it now, but no, he simply stood there, staring at Onyx before taking a step back, he knew what would come next. That she-cats face will with anger as fast as a thunderstorm brews in greenleaf and the dark grey tom merely watched as it happened, knowing that it would burst and she would strike, likely before Onyx could even think about what was going on, and then once he got his bearings, he would fight back and the two would either kill him or send him fleeing into the underbrush. At least, that was the two outcomes he foresaw, there was always other possibilities, he just saw those two as the most likely to happen. And then she lunged and struck, the black oriental caught by surprise and getting hit by her strike, sending a few delicate drops of crimson to the glistening white ground, anger growing in the icy blue depths of the Syndicate cat and then he lunged. So far, Hannibal's prediction was correct, and he simply watched, he didn't need to have any part in this, it wasn't his style really.
~
To be truthful with himself, he was getting particularly fed up by this oriental and the way he was speaking as if he owned their territory and didn't particularly care what they had to say. He had a feeling despite what the grey cat said, he would come back and continue to do it and he would be forced to take particular measures he didn't really want to have to come to.
Though what he said to his deputy caused him to grit his teeth.
How utterly disrespectful!
But he had to keep his cool, leaders weren't supposed to explode with anger, not in his eyes, they were supposed to be diplomatic. However, he couldn't control what his deputy did and when she lunged forward, he didn't make a move to stop her, in fact, he completely allowed her to do this. That tom deserved it. He was about ready to tell him to get out of his sight when Onyx decided to retaliate. Snarling as Onyx flew through the air towards his deputy, Grousestar bolted forward, lunged and aimed to headbutt the black oriental right in the ribs to knock him sideways, very likely to go crashing into a nearby try with the force he would headbutt him with, if it landed. He would never let anyone lay a claw on his deputy.

[monfang]

Originally Posted by Duskflight

Hannibal completely disregarded the surprised look that Onyx had flashed him at his words, it meant nothing to him and he was simply trying to save them from more trouble than they needed, but by the way things were going and the way that Onyx was speaking, which was highly disrespectful if you ask him, this would end in some sort of mess anyways. When he said that to Auroraflame, if Hannibal could feel agitation, he would certainly feel it now, but no, he simply stood there, staring at Onyx before taking a step back, he knew what would come next. That she-cats face will with anger as fast as a thunderstorm brews in greenleaf and the dark grey tom merely watched as it happened, knowing that it would burst and she would strike, likely before Onyx could even think about what was going on, and then once he got his bearings, he would fight back and the two would either kill him or send him fleeing into the underbrush. At least, that was the two outcomes he foresaw, there was always other possibilities, he just saw those two as the most likely to happen. And then she lunged and struck, the black oriental caught by surprise and getting hit by her strike, sending a few delicate drops of crimson to the glistening white ground, anger growing in the icy blue depths of the Syndicate cat and then he lunged. So far, Hannibal's prediction was correct, and he simply watched, he didn't need to have any part in this, it wasn't his style really.
~
To be truthful with himself, he was getting particularly fed up by this oriental and the way he was speaking as if he owned their territory and didn't particularly care what they had to say. He had a feeling despite what the grey cat said, he would come back and continue to do it and he would be forced to take particular measures he didn't really want to have to come to.
Though what he said to his deputy caused him to grit his teeth.
How utterly disrespectful!
But he had to keep his cool, leaders weren't supposed to explode with anger, not in his eyes, they were supposed to be diplomatic. However, he couldn't control what his deputy did and when she lunged forward, he didn't make a move to stop her, in fact, he completely allowed her to do this. That tom deserved it. He was about ready to tell him to get out of his sight when Onyx decided to retaliate. Snarling as Onyx flew through the air towards his deputy, Grousestar bolted forward, lunged and aimed to headbutt the black oriental right in the ribs to knock him sideways, very likely to go crashing into a nearby try with the force he would headbutt him with, if it landed. He would never let anyone lay a claw on his deputy.

Pain surged through Onyx's side as he was flung to the ground, and he rolled against a tree. Slowly, he stumbled to his feet. Retreat! his thoughts screamed, but something tempted him to keep fighting, despite the fact he realized his 'friend' was not going to help him. This made Onyx even more angered and he wanted to lash out on Hannibal, but a three on one match was a no-go.

Slowly, he lowered himself, and snarled. A weird feeling swept over him, one he did not like. He might actually lose this match, the first one since he even joined the syndicate. No, no I can't let that happen! he snarled mentally, and he rose to his paws, and circled the leader and deputy, and shook his head. His coordination was back, that was for sure, but he still had to know weaknesses. He reached the side of the eyeing leader, and he lunged, a well-aimed attack, and stretched his claws out for his shoulder. If the blow landed, it would only give him a split second to lunge another attack, if he had any stamina remaining.

Little did he know this attack would be the end of him. An angered deputy wasn't just going to stand by, and he totally forgot about the danger he was in if he lunged and since he had not considered the fact she was there, he was in too much danger as it is. Too late had he realized the position he was in, and seeing as Hannibal would just pick at his bones if he died, he didn't even try to stop the attack.

"Let's end this!" he snarled.

[Empress Of Evil]

Originally Posted by Moonfang

{ @Duskflight }
Onyx, not expecting Aurora to attack, felt the claws dig into his skin before he could process the attack. He stumbled back, and shot a murderous gaze at the deputy, his eyes beaming with anger. Blood fell from his face, staining the snow beneath his paws. "Well, well, well, don't you got some power behind you." he chuckled darkly, and lunged at her, his claws aimed for her flank, to catch her off balance. But the blow to his head had blurred his vision, and even he knew the blow won't land, but he had to fight. This was a matter of war, and if he lost, he could easily be killed and that was not an option.

His hatred blinded him more.

Originally Posted by Duskflight

Hannibal completely disregarded the surprised look that Onyx had flashed him at his words, it meant nothing to him and he was simply trying to save them from more trouble than they needed, but by the way things were going and the way that Onyx was speaking, which was highly disrespectful if you ask him, this would end in some sort of mess anyways. When he said that to Auroraflame, if Hannibal could feel agitation, he would certainly feel it now, but no, he simply stood there, staring at Onyx before taking a step back, he knew what would come next. That she-cats face will with anger as fast as a thunderstorm brews in greenleaf and the dark grey tom merely watched as it happened, knowing that it would burst and she would strike, likely before Onyx could even think about what was going on, and then once he got his bearings, he would fight back and the two would either kill him or send him fleeing into the underbrush. At least, that was the two outcomes he foresaw, there was always other possibilities, he just saw those two as the most likely to happen. And then she lunged and struck, the black oriental caught by surprise and getting hit by her strike, sending a few delicate drops of crimson to the glistening white ground, anger growing in the icy blue depths of the Syndicate cat and then he lunged. So far, Hannibal's prediction was correct, and he simply watched, he didn't need to have any part in this, it wasn't his style really.
~
To be truthful with himself, he was getting particularly fed up by this oriental and the way he was speaking as if he owned their territory and didn't particularly care what they had to say. He had a feeling despite what the grey cat said, he would come back and continue to do it and he would be forced to take particular measures he didn't really want to have to come to.
Though what he said to his deputy caused him to grit his teeth.
How utterly disrespectful!
But he had to keep his cool, leaders weren't supposed to explode with anger, not in his eyes, they were supposed to be diplomatic. However, he couldn't control what his deputy did and when she lunged forward, he didn't make a move to stop her, in fact, he completely allowed her to do this. That tom deserved it. He was about ready to tell him to get out of his sight when Onyx decided to retaliate. Snarling as Onyx flew through the air towards his deputy, Grousestar bolted forward, lunged and aimed to headbutt the black oriental right in the ribs to knock him sideways, very likely to go crashing into a nearby try with the force he would headbutt him with, if it landed. He would never let anyone lay a claw on his deputy.

Originally Posted by Moonfang

Pain surged through Onyx's side as he was flung to the ground, and he rolled against a tree. Slowly, he stumbled to his feet. Retreat! his thoughts screamed, but something tempted him to keep fighting, despite the fact he realized his 'friend' was not going to help him. This made Onyx even more angered and he wanted to lash out on Hannibal, but a three on one match was a no-go.

Slowly, he lowered himself, and snarled. A weird feeling swept over him, one he did not like. He might actually lose this match, the first one since he even joined the syndicate. No, no I can't let that happen! he snarled mentally, and he rose to his paws, and circled the leader and deputy, and shook his head. His coordination was back, that was for sure, but he still had to know weaknesses. He reached the side of the eyeing leader, and he lunged, a well-aimed attack, and stretched his claws out for his shoulder. If the blow landed, it would only give him a split second to lunge another attack, if he had any stamina remaining.

Little did he know this attack would be the end of him. An angered deputy wasn't just going to stand by, and he totally forgot about the danger he was in if he lunged and since he had not considered the fact she was there, he was in too much danger as it is. Too late had he realized the position he was in, and seeing as Hannibal would just pick at his bones if he died, he didn't even try to stop the attack.

"Let's end this!" he snarled.

Auroraflame let out a small smile of triumph as delicate, scarlet droplets of liquid fell to the ground. Her smile was quickly wiped away as Onyx decided to retaliate. She was unprepared. The ebony she-cat made a weak attempt of defending herself by putting her paws up to defend her face. She knew she would be too late though and she braced herself. She was ready to be brutally attacked. Suddenly, opening one eye, she saw Onyx lying on the ground not to far from a tree. At first, she was confused, then her gaze swept across and she saw Grousestar standing there with a snarl of his face. Her eyes filled with relief and gratefulness. She would have to thank him later considering now wasn't the right time and place to be doing so. Looking back to see where Onyx was, she noticed he was no longer lying on the floor, instead the black oriental had gotten up and was now circling her and Grousestar. The deputy watched Onyx with an angered expression and coldness in her eyes.

He lunged, a well-aimed attack, and stretched his claws out for his shoulder. Grousestar had saved her, so she was going to pay up the debt. She immediately launched herself from the ground. She didn't spring to go far, she just used lots of power. Auroraflame stretched her own claws as far as possible, ready to scratch Onyx again. She aimed a blow for his cheek, the same one she had placed a wound on earlier. "GET OUT OF OUR TERRITORY!", Auroraflame screeched. She had had enough of the cunning oriental. She'd pretty much lost it.

[monfang]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Auroraflame let out a small smile of triumph as delicate, scarlet droplets of liquid fell to the ground. Her smile was quickly wiped away as Onyx decided to retaliate. She was unprepared. The ebony she-cat made a weak attempt of defending herself by putting her paws up to defend her face. She knew she would be too late though and she braced herself. She was ready to be brutally attacked. Suddenly, opening one eye, she saw Onyx lying on the ground not to far from a tree. At first, she was confused, then her gaze swept across and she saw Grousestar standing there with a snarl of his face. Her eyes filled with relief and gratefulness. She would have to thank him later considering now wasn't the right time and place to be doing so. Looking back to see where Onyx was, she noticed he was no longer lying on the floor, instead the black oriental had gotten up and was now circling her and Grousestar. The deputy watched Onyx with an angered expression and coldness in her eyes.

He lunged, a well-aimed attack, and stretched his claws out for his shoulder. Grousestar had saved her, so she was going to pay up the debt. She immediately launched herself from the ground. She didn't spring to go far, she just used lots of power. Auroraflame stretched her own claws as far as possible, ready to scratch Onyx again. She aimed a blow for his cheek, the same one she had placed a wound on earlier. "GET OUT OF OUR TERRITORY!", Auroraflame screeched. She had had enough of the cunning oriental. She'd pretty much lost it.

And there was the blow. Onyx felt the pain almost immediately, and he was launched over towards a tree. Hitting the ground, he tumbled against it and once he stopped, he did not move, nor did he snarl. It was as if he was dead. And in truth, he was. When he hit the tree his head had hit against a rock, and he was unconscious. The sudden blackout from the oriental proved he was no match for two, angered high ranks. He blamed Hannibal for not helping, he blamed his brothers for not helping, he blamed himself for not stopping. And soon, when he awoke, there would be no more Onyx, but yet a new cat was about to wake up. Onyx the killer died, but Onyx the saver was about to live again.

{And for the main wake-up post! if you guys wanna poof them or what-not thats fine heh ^^"}

The oriental woke from his slumber, and his head ached badly. He had no recollection of where he was at all, and this frightened him, but he had a somewhat feel that he hadn't felt fright in a very long time. Slowly he rose to his feet, and he rose a paw to his head and drew it back, blood now on it. My head... he looked down and saw a bloody rock.

I hit my head?

This made more sense now, and he tried to remember stuff, and he couldn't remember anything. He began to feel fear again, and he couldn't help but to feel a lingering darkness that seemed to loom over his shoulder, like an old enemy waiting to strike. Or was that it? As he was about to turn around, something caught his eye and he saw three pairs of eyes in the far forest infront of him. "H-Hello?" he called, and his own voice startled him, as if he didn't know it was his. The eyes did not move, and he heard a soft padding echo behind him, and quickly he turned to see a grey tom staring at him. "Onyx?" the tom asked, and the oriental tilted his head. "Who?"
The grey tom gasped and looked past him, and again he turned, but this time three more, similar-looking cats stepped up. A sudden rush of memory hit him, but only to the time when he was in that old tree-trunk den, and this made him collapse. A black and white molly then ran up to him. "Onyx, are you okay?" she asked. "Y-Yeah... where am I... and why is there a huge chunk of time just... missing?" he asked. "You don't remember the dusk syndicate?" the grey tom asked. The only thing Onyx could think of, the only thing he knew to even ask, for everything was new.

"What happened?"

"You came here to kill members of SkyClan." Maximum said. "You are one of the most feared cats of the Syndicate." Salem spoke. Onyx shook his head. "N-No, that can't be right, I'm... loved by all, not feared!" he said, his voice fear-filled. Galileo stepped up, their gold eyes soft and loving like always. "Come on, Onyx. We'll take you back home. To the Tree-Trunk Den." they spoke, their voice soothing. Onyx stared and nodded slowly like scared kit, and they all walked back to the open space that was surrounded by all the clans.

[monfang]

{ @Nighty }
Galileo padded around the territory cautiously. Their golden orbs flickering around to make sure no warrior was ready to attack. They were actually nice, but they never spoke much, and the fact that their brother kinda tried to kill the leader and deputy didn't really help them. Slowly, as they padded, they sensed a warrior near by in the rising sunlight, and caught sight of an Abyssinian who limped from the clearing's edge. The tom was so close, it made Galileo cower in fear, and they shook, hoping that if the other sensed them, he wouldn't attack them.

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by Moonfang

{ @Nighty }
Galileo padded around the territory cautiously. Their golden orbs flickering around to make sure no warrior was ready to attack. They were actually nice, but they never spoke much, and the fact that their brother kinda tried to kill the leader and deputy didn't really help them. Slowly, as they padded, they sensed a warrior near by in the rising sunlight, and caught sight of an Abyssinian who limped from the clearing's edge. The tom was so close, it made Galileo cower in fear, and they shook, hoping that if the other sensed them, he wouldn't attack them.

(Just sayin' but I just read through the fight with Geouse Aurora and Oynx and dang that was some good RP)
Cliffheart lounged at the very edge of the clearing, making sure he stayed out of the way and out of the sight line of the medicine den entrance. His bandaged leg lay sprawled out to his side, stiff and unmoving. His pale fur blended nicely with the sandy floor beneath him. His pale green orbs scanned the clearing as he watched the Clan life unfold around him. If only he could actually be doing something important to help the Clan. But nope, his dumb leg had to go and get him kicked to the sidelines. Just as he was about to settle down for a nice nap with fresh air, his nostrils not clogged by the scents of herbs, a new scent washed upon him. This one was different, one he had smelled before, but where? Maybe it was just the herbs still floating around in his head, screwing up his senses. They didn't smell that bad did they? He turned around, inhaling sharply with small exhales. There. He found the source, kittypet. He struggled to his paws, splinted leg stuck out at an odd angle. He hobbled towards the scent of the cat and released a soft growl. "Who's there?" He called, unable to see the face of the cat that he was almost completely sure was there.