⭐ Paying the Price ⭐

[Mango]

Originally Posted by DarkNight

Poppytwist needed to fight more cats. She looked around and then charged towards a ShadowClan apprentice. Her claws were unsheathed and she planned to bowl him over.
@Zesty Mango

Lichenpaw saw the warrior charging at them. They reared up aiming a blow for the ear.

[pidgeon]

Originally Posted by BILL.

As she reared up, Lionstar was quick to detach from her back and spring away, a short hiss escaping him as he landed on his injured paw and staggered.

But he tried to take this opportunity to dash around Icestar and slam into her exposed chest.

[ @Casper ]

When she felt the scrawny cat detatch from her back, she stopped herself from falling backwards like she'd planned, opting to stay up on her haunches.

It proved to be a good idea, as when Lionstar tried to dash at her chest, Icestar flung her heavy paws downwards with claws unsheathed, ready to slam this weasel into the ground.

[Estelle]

Despite being somewhat relieved she wasn't alone anymore, her fear was still present and the feeling of anxiety peeking, it being shown by her ears who were still flat against her head. This was exactly what she had always feared, like a nightmare come reality. Her gaze urgently swam across the bloodied clearing. On one side she didn't want to see any of this, close her eyes and imagine it wasn't real just like she had done as a kit, but on the other she had to find a way to get to her mother-- and out of the mess they were in right now.

Rather quickly Frostpaw's mutter reached her ears and her mismatched gaze darted back to him. The white molly nodded and followed her friend the best she could. Although it was still a struggle with all the fighting, Frostpaw leading her seemed to go better than when she was alone. At some point Nightpaw did trip over her own paws, but luckily didn't fall. She wasn't that clumsy, quite the contrary actually. It was more the current situation that kept her from thinking straight- like her mind was all over the place.
Yet she made sure to stay close to the tom and not loose sight of him, if she did, she really didn't what would happen.
@bmkmb @:Grimm:

[Mango]

Originally Posted by DarkNight

Poppytwist felt the blow hit her ear, tearing it slightly. She continued in her path and shoved her head into his stomach. Her huge muscular body was sure to knock him over.

They were easily knocked over. Angrily they dove under Poppytwist and tried to do a hind leg kick, taking advantage of Lichenpaw’s smaller size. They were angry, all their mentor taught them was how to take a blow and now they were in battle.

[Moon Lily]

[ @FireSandwich ]

Raventuft hissed as she avoided his attack. He'd have to think of another way. Think, raven, think! You were named after one of the most intelligent birds... He paused. The ground near them was littered with rocks. If he could too her over there...the fall would be a lot harder. As she landed in his exposed belly, he put all fours on hers and pushed harder than he'd ever done, hoping to launch her into the rocky earth. 'Mercy' was not a word in his dictionary.

[ @Slushie ]

Berrybounce yowled with triumph as the she-cat was flung off of her, muscles screaming with pain and joy. Actually...make that just pain. She was sure she'd sprained her shoulder, with all that weight put on it. and she'd thrown away a cat twice the size of her, so....that was bound to hurt. But still, she couldn't give up. That cat could have killed her. As much as She wanted to show mercy, she couldn't. It was a fight between what was right, and loyalty to her clan. And that loyalty was what had made her start her fight. She would not let that go in vain. She bounded over to the crumpled mess, and jumped, high, aiming to tackle her and pin her down.

[ @Spiderfrost @Ombre Party ]

Irisflame sent an apologetic smile Rabbithop's way. She knew she was being demanding, and it wasn't right of her to do so. But it was a Starclan-forsaken battle! Who knew what was right or wrong anymore!? She get she could go out and claw a cat's ears of with the feelings she was exercising right now. She knew it looked silly, such a small cat expressing such emotions, but, ya know, at this point, the funny things were in the past. Cats were injured. Cats were dying. It was a bloodbath, for goodness sake. she was legitimately watching clans jump on each other, rip out flesh, and harm everyone in their path. They'd lose some of the clan to this, and she sure hoped it wasn't anyone she knew. As Rabbithop called from out back, Irisflame nodded, eyes skimming over the collection of herbs. She nodded, smiling at the bob-tailed warrior.
"Yep. You can go and do what you'd like until the patients get here. Which won't be for a while, the way that Lionstar and Icestar are keeping it up." She wanted so badly to run in there and tell them to stop, by that could get her injured, or worse.

As Daisybloom and a cat she didn't recognize tottered in, both bleeding, she felt her pelt brush out in shock. At least she wasn't dead. At least she wasn't dead. She breathed out heavily, racing to Daisybloom's side. She touched her nose her shoulder, eyes worried.
"Thank Starclan you're not dead." She mewed, voice thick. Her eyes flicked towards the warrior she was carrying. Poor she-cat.
"Who's this?" She asked as she guided them towards the nests in the den. Honeypaw was already in one, sleeping soundly. She hoped. He was all patched up, marigold in his scratches, and she hoped he'd regain consciousness soon. That is, if he didn't die. She turned to the two. They looked very similar. Were they kin of sorts?
"Rabbithop! I'm going to need some marigold and cobwebs please." She called. She knew he wasn't her apprentice, but she would need herbs, and he said he'd help, so...

[ @DarkNight - for Honeypaw, not sure if you saw the last post, but he's been healed!]

[DarkNight]

Originally Posted by Zesty Mango

They were easily knocked over. Angrily they dove under Poppytwist and tried to do a hind leg kick, taking advantage of Lichenpaw’s smaller size. They were angry, all their mentor taught them was how to take a blow and now they were in battle.

Poppytwist felt the kick connect with her stomach. She whirled around. That apprentice was going to pay. “You are going to pay for what you did to ThunderClan, fox-heart!” She slashed at him aiming to get his side.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by DarkNight

Poppytwist felt the kick connect with her stomach. She whirled around. That apprentice was going to pay. “You are going to pay for what you did to ThunderClan, fox-heart!” She slashed at him aiming to get his side.

They gave a hiss,” I was barely an apprentice, I didn’t participate you mousebrained fishface!” they spat back as they got hit in the side before leaping up aiming to land on the warrior’s back.

[Greenleap]

The shadowclan apprentice woke up, but he couldn't get up... His ankle bite hurt a lot and he was just to hurt to get up, hopefully no-cat would be horrible enough to attack him while he was like this...
[Open once again, mwahaha]

[DarkNight]

Originally Posted by Zesty Mango

They gave a hiss,” I was barely an apprentice, I didn’t participate you mousebrained fishface!” they spat back as they got hit in the side before leaping up aiming to land on the warrior’s back.

Oh. Well they didn’t stop it. “I can’t believe you chose to live in a Clan that hurts weaker Clans!” She felt him land on her back and she tried to buck him off. That apprentice dared call her fish-face!

[Mango]

Originally Posted by DarkNight

Oh. Well they didn’t stop it. “I can’t believe you chose to live in a Clan that hurts weaker Clans!” She felt him land on her back and she tried to buck him off. That apprentice dared call her fish-face!

They easily fell off and grabbed for the tail and started running the opposite direction as fast as they could, Lichenpaw wanted to drag the warrior by the tail,” Well atleast I wasn’t led by a leader mouse brained enough to bring a kit to the battle!“ they hissed, they had seen Frozenpaw and assumed he was a kit, so they had one of the queens take him with them to keep him out of the battle.