Turned Tides

[gemini]

Originally Posted by Delta

@Fuzzyfeline
@Gem the Christmas Pickle

( @Fuzzyfeline do you want to go first?)

[Aroogi]

Originally Posted by XllamaX

"Oh, he is a peacemaker?" Berrypaw said to herself. She saw her mentor on the other side of the battlefield. "I've got to go, I'll be back in a second!" And with that she was gone, leaving a trail of paw prints behind her. "Hmm she thought. Where has he gone?" She headed back to where Cascadepaw and Kiwipaw were. "I'm back!"

(Does anyone want to kill Berrypaws mentor Darktouch? He wont put up much of a fight as he is already injured?)

Cascadepaw nodded. "Maybe your right Kiwi. Maybe Windy wants to be deputy again..." Ears perking up suddenly, he asked. "Goldenstar disappeared? Where to? Raven is leader now.. that will make things tougher for me..."

@Lilyfur2 @XllamaX

[Freesia]

Originally Posted by Killer of Madness

The she cat apprentice crouched down. Her eyes narrowed and her teeth bared. "I'm can't go to the nursery... My mother is dead, my father is dead, my sinblings dont care about me... Why don't YOU go back to the nursery?" She asked, before jumping at her, digging her claws ito her sides. "You'll regret saying that!" Starclan, am I doing the right thing?Is hurting a medicine cat against the code? Oh starclan... what do I do?!

@Starfall

The dark tabby growled and kicked the apprentice away. "I belong in the medicine den," Tallmarsh replied sharply. "And that's where you'll be if you keep testing me." She flicked her tail towards the middle of the heated battle. "If you want to find Passionstar, he's gonna be somewhere in that mess. But I suggest you stay out of it." She stood up straight again in a non-fighting but still defensive stance. Her green eyes were steely as she glared at the apprentice. During her time as ThunderClan's medicine cat, she'd had to learn how to be nicer to others, but out here on the battlefield she supposed that she could vocalize her usually-internal snarky comments.

[Blazepaw]

Mikadopaw eyed warily at the fighting cats. He was a fighter, he just didnt think it was all worth the bloodshed. Why can't Riverclan just move back to their own terrirory?
Crowching low he begun to walk slowly around the clearing, ready to spring at the first sign of attack.

[vellichor]

@BILL.

Turtleclaws stalked the outskirts of the battle. His pale green eyes narrowed, he looked for an open cat. Only the cowards stuck to the outskirts of a battle. He would find those cowards and claw them until they begged for mercy. Oh, yes. The tortoiseshell tom locked onto a target, a RiverClanner who seemed to be talking with another cat. Grinning, Turtleclaws leapt from behind while yowling, “RiverClan scum!”

The small tom aimed for the back, hoping to wind the cat enough to get it to stay still. This would provide a large advantage to the vicious cat.

[Aroogi]

(open)
Scarfang dashed out into the battle, trying to find someone, anyone to fight. These flea-infested cats are going to have to leave RiverClan territory.. he thought, letting out a shattering battle cry. His claws raked the ground, and eagerness enveloped his thoughts. I only have to fight for Fallenstar, and all of this nonsense will be done!

(please dont kill him, I just made him :P)

[vellichor]

This was it for Ravenpaw.

They were bleeding heavily from claw marks on their side, their breathing was quick and shallow, their vision was hazy. The WindClan apprentice wanted so badly to live, to tell Blazingstar how they did in battle. But they knew their chances of survival were thin. The black feline stumbled toward the edge of the battlefield, hoping they could get help. Their blue eyes filled with tears, they wanted to live.

[ OPEN ]

[Aroogi]

Originally Posted by Sagittarius

This was it for Ravenpaw.

They were bleeding heavily from claw marks on their side, their breathing was quick and shallow, their vision was hazy. The WindClan apprentice wanted so badly to live, to tell Blazingstar how they did in battle. But they knew their chances of survival were thin. The black feline stumbled toward the edge of the battlefield, hoping they could get help. Their blue eyes filled with tears, they wanted to live.

[ OPEN ]

Scarfang saw a black cat, small in size, staggering across the battlefield. He noticed fresh blood oozing out of claw marks on the cats size. He rushed forward, coming up beside the small cat. He sniffed his wounds quickly. "Who hurt you, young one?" He asked, having a soft spot for the young cats.

@Sagittarius

[versailles]

(OPEN)

Boulderstrike (Windclan warrior) walked into the midst of the battle of the clans. The bulky grey tom looked around for a cat to fight, his tail swished. His yellow-ish green eyes glanced around, he made slow and heavy strides further into the battle.

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by BILL.

This was a turn of events.

Firehawk had expected him to disregard his words and resume combat. Instead, the other warrior wanted to chat-- and while Firehawk would normally love to discuss Clan-life, his Clan needed him.

"They killed one of our kits," he responded dryly. They attacked our makeshift nursery during their raid." It was weird, discussing this while his Clan-mates fought around him, and he took a step back. "Talking may be better suited elsewhere, as nice as this has been." If Quailears was no longer an opponent, Firehawk would need to find another one. If he was lucky, maybe they'd be as understanding as the ShadowClan warrior.

@CheetahPelt

Regardless if his shoulder stung from his scar protesting against all of his movements, Badgersong was here. He was going to fight for Shadowclan because it was his duty. If his clanmate wanted to disregard his duty to attack and instead chat with the enemy, that his his choice. But after his many moons of service, the black and white tom would never dream of disregarding an order to attack. There didn't need to be words exchanged in battle, some cats enjoyed hurling insults and yowling till their throats ached, but Badgersong did not. He would fight with all of his strength until the battle was called to an end, or he was killed. You would not see this senior warrior run from a battle, hell, a badger couldn't scare him.

So without so much as a grunt, the senior warrior with the scar along his left arm hurled himself at Firehawk, coming from his left side, and aiming to bowl him over and stun him. He didn't see Firehawk as a bad cat, only as an order. It was his order to put down Riverclan and any other clan that stood in Shadowclan's way. So that's what he would do. With his claws unsheathed, the tom began to prepare his next move in his head.