Raise The Tide

[dino.]

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If you have not been pinged for participation, do not post here.

HOW THIS WORKS
View your assigned otter pairings below:

Medium Otter 1 - Spiderthroat @Starfall, Bumblestar
Medium Otter 2 - Mudhound @Rani, Tigerpelt @Hex
Smaller Otter 3 - Sunstreak @Songtail, Ravenfire @Idiotic.Bean101, Flintclaw @namen_roodles
Smaller Otter 4 - Violetfreckle @vellichor, Dragonflycliff @sturgeonwind

As a final reminder, this particular round is an EXTREME RISK MISSION. Your characters will, at the minimum, come out of this with injuries that put them in critical condition. Death is encouraged but not required since I know not everyone is willing to just kill off characters on a whim and I won’t be making you do that.


Following this post, you are only required to follow the posting order within your group or pair, organized by whoever ends up posting first, NOT list order. As will be written below, ThunderClan will start out by swatting stones, acorns, or other objects at the otters and den to lure them out onto their side of the river. You may control your otter as you like (just be sure to coordinate a bit with your group or partner). Here are some ideas for how the otters may try to engage with your characters:

• Persistently targeting vulnerable areas on/near the face, such as the eyes, nose, throat, or the base of the neck at the spine
  
  
• Using their agility to duck under the belly and attempt disembowelment
  
  
• Chittering/chattering/”laughing” to distract or throw off your character
  
  
• Bites that are violent or jerky and tear off flesh
  
  
• Bludgeoning with their tails
  
  
• Luring your character close enough to the bank so that they can be dragged into the river
  
  
• If in the water, performing a deathroll (like alligators), or holding your character underwater in an attempt to drown them
  
  
• Backing off once your character is no longer near the river

The only restrictions are that you should refrain from killing the otter or heavily maiming it, and that your characters shouldn’t know how to properly handle them or be able to evade all attacks, as ThunderClan has never dealt with these before. (Though a trio will have a better chance of getting out less scathed than a pairing will!) Posts portraying this will be reported for powerplay/godmodding. Killer Aptitude is not applicable here with any Tier.

All fights should be wrapped up by APRIL 30TH. If someone doesn’t reply after 24 hours, bump them. If 48 hours go by with no response, carry on without them. This is meant to be fast paced as I want everything concluded as quickly as possible.

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Event [#event]

As soon as the others had been ready to go, Bumblestar had led them out of camp straight from the meeting. These creatures would be done and dealt with by the end of the night. They had no business lurking so close to the border any longer. It was easy enough to follow the bend in the river to where she, Silverleopard, and Flintclaw had seen the others come from earlier - a bit more distance and there was what she assumed to be the den on the opposite side, poorly concealed by hanging vegetation on the other bank. Two of them, the ones she was pretty certain had been to have mauled M//ountaintalon, darted back and forth near the front of the den, occasionally dipping into the water as they chattered at each other. They looked young, albeit still clearly large enough to take down a larger-than-average warrior. The parents must be in the den, then.

“Spiderthroat, you’re with me - we’ll take one of the adults in the den. Mudhound, Tigerpelt, you take the other. Sunstreak, Ravenfire, Flintclaw, you three get one of the kits over there. Violetfreckle, Dragonflycliff, you’re on whoever’s left.” She glanced down at the loose pebbles near the bank, moved one closer, and then swatted it into the river. Both otters perked up at the sound of the splash, heads snapping toward the patrol. “Lure ‘em onto the bank. We’ll take ‘em out then. You don't wanna get dragged into the river if you don't know how to swim.”

Gray paws. Green eyes. Ignore it. Focus on the task. Then she could freak out in private when everything was said and done. She swatted a few more stones in the direction of the otters and watched as what she assumed to be the two parents slip out of the den and into the water, quickly followed by the younger ones.

Time for a fight.

[Hex]

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Tigerpelt
A medium, short-furred, ginger tom with ivy green eyes.
He/Him - 28 Moons - Thunderclan Warrior - Straight

Tags: @Rani ; Mudhound

Tigerpelt nodded towards Bumblestar then jumped over the Mudhound, ready whenever he was. He glared at one of the bigger otters. Letting out a low hiss, unsheathing his claws.

[namen_roodles]

FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan warrior | 22 moons | Massive dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes and a thick scar across his chest.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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Oh, how he had waited and wanted this. Since seeing what these otters had done to Mountaintalon, the dark tabby had seethed with rage at the strange river-rats. Flintclaw bared his teeth in a silent snarl and moved to the right, sweeping rocks and debris into the river and at the otters. As the creatures crossed the river, the odd chittering, laughing sound they made further infuriated him. How dare they laugh.

It wasn't long before they were nearly across. Flintclaw took the time to back up and away from the water, wanting to further lure his target from the water. He wasn't a strong swimmer, but as long as his paws stayed on solid ground he knew he could do some damage. One of the smaller otters against him and two other warriors? This thing would have no chance against them.

And the little water rat fell for his rocks and twigs, obviously irritated by a particularly well aimed stone hitting its nose. Flintclaw unsheathed his claws and snarled, face warped with his disgust and rage at the creature.

Showtime.

@Idiotic.Bean101 - Ravenfire
@Songtail - Sunstreak

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

Now the hornet was a usual member on predator patrols so being here was not a shock. They had experience, lots, and lots of skills in handling large animals and had killed a good many in their time in thunderclan. If Mudhound couldnt talk it down they could fight it, easy. But they had to admit they were apprehensive of this fight.


Not because this was their first big fight since the sickness that'd nearly ruined them! Mudhound was fully recovered and the giant hornet was once more a wall of muscle and health.



No it was just.... Well the tripod really didnt know how to handle otters. Lynx? Dogs? Badgers? Foxes? Coyotes? Far far more? Yes, they were even decent at birds. But otters were just.... unknown to them. The closest was that awful fisher and thinking these were like that was not heartening.

But there was no avoiding this and Mudhound was still one of the best cats for the job sooooooooo.


Here they went. Nudging Tigerpelt with a shoulder the tripod grinned confidently, chirping a "Ill draw them over easy, then you grab them and drag away from the bank, as soon as its distracted from me I can help you, we'll get it ALLLLL the way up to the treeline!" before planting their feet and bellowing a cacophany of noise at the otters.

Bilingual T3 ACTIVE

It was a bizarre noise of chatters and clicks and barks and howls, not a single noise cat like in the slightest as Mudhound ran through their list of languages including lynx, dog, and the one or two words of fox and coyote they were capable of speaking. It was just a random loud and grating blend of the hornet trying to land on a language that the otters could understand to taunt them over.


Which worked it seemed, as one otter, either understanding the insults or irritated by the sound swam over and waddled out of the river to lunge at Mudhound.


@Hex

[Hex]

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Tigerpelt
A medium, short-furred, ginger tom with ivy green eyes.
He/Him - 28 Moons - Thunderclan Warrior - Straight

Tags: @Rani ; Mudhound

"Alright!" Tigerpelt called out with a huge grin. He ran around the otter, lunging at it's paws, his jaws open to cling onto the otter.

(Sorry short post! I'm heading to bed pretty soon but I'll do longer more detail ones tmwr. )

[Starfall]

Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
@dino.

Today was the day they chose to die.

Otters were no joke, and though Spiderthroat had some decent kills under his belt, let alone with Bumblestar and Mudhound fighting in this patrol as well. He still had heavy doubts. This wasn't something he got to stay up and prepare for. No ambush allowed. No pre-medatative steps taken to ensure everything would go their way. It was entirely up to fate and those fanged beasts.

His tail slowly swayed behind him. Looking at Bumblestar with a side glance. Nodding and letting out a grunt in acknowledgement. As one party set of, the calico himself took a pawstep forwards. "Use me as the bait, I can take it better than you can. I'll distract it you kill the dang thing." he stated. It wasn't a suggestion like how the tom had done many times in the past. It wasn't a 'we should really do this.' No. It was a stern order. From a Warrior, from the former Head Hornet. From the Deputy.

He had a decent track record so far of his clanmates mostly coming out alive. Maybe one or two dead. But he wanted to keep the cap at one. Maximum. None if he could help it but that all depends on their competency.

He pounced forwards, claws digging into the rocky sand and dirt beneath him as he made his way towards their targeted Otter. Of course it'd seen him. He wasn't one to sneak. That and his companion was getting attacked. He refused to try and save the other two from a two otter attacking situation.

[Idiotic.Bean101]

art by @/snowflake.
Ravenfire-She/Her
14 Moons
PURRKS
Dreamwalker-Inactive
Shadow Fiend-Active


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She would be attacking a younger otter, a kit, with Flintclaw and Sunstreak.
Alright.

Not waiting much, Flintclaw seemed to have already tossed rocks and twigs at the otter.
It definitely didn't seem happy about that.

She's not sure how well this will work, but Ravenfire slinks into the shadows, hoping to be able to sneak towards the side of the otter.

Unaware of how tough otter skin is, she'll go to pounce.
[Roll=11]


@Songtail - @namen_roodles

[vellichor]

•° Violetfreckle °•
Rapid Recovery • Collector • Lucky Duck T3 • Bewitched

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Bumblestar didn't have to tell her twice. It was hard not to spare a look to the lighter tabby, but she had a mission. These things were big, slippery, and vicious. Vi had a bit more leverage with her knowledge of swimming, but that was about it. She'd only seen the things from afar before. And now that they were getting closer, she especially didn't like the look of those gleaming fangs. Or, she noted as they became unsubmerged, those claws on their ugly flippered paws. No matter. "I'll lure it out 'n away from the water. Keep your eyes open. We should be alright once we get it isolated from the others." Sure, it was only the two of them, but the otter seemed like it was just a kit. A rather dangerous one, of course. She was sure she'd leave with a couple scratches, maybe some new scars if she was unlucky. But things would be fine.

As she told herself this, a shiver of dread made its way down her spine, her fur spiking up. "Don't underestimate it, though," she forced through gritted teeth. And with that, she too swatter a couple stones and twigs at the thing. When she got close enough to be properly heard (but far away enough that it wouldn't surprise her), she hissed and yelled. "C'mere, you stupid water rat! Come and get me! Oooooh, I'm right here!" And just to add a bit of flair to it, Vi trotted a couple steps and waved her tail side-to-side.

The otter made its way toward her, faster than she expected and despite her distance, it closed in on her quick. "Hey, HEY! DRAGONFLYCLIFF!" Even though she was caught off-guard, she managed to back away and toward her Clanmate. Oh, the otter was pissed. She could feel it. With a snarl, Violetfreckle aimed to sink her claws into its face – eyes, nose, ears, whatever she could get.

// @sturgeonwind \\

[dino.]

"Just don't get yourself killed." Stars forbid she lose her favorite deputy. Bumblestar watched as the otter slithered onto dry land and shook itself off with a low chuffing sound that turned into snarl once it realized Spiderthroat wasn't backing off. It stomped its feet on the ground, bared its teeth at Spiderthroat, and darted forward to meet him halfway.

Bumblestar came in from the side, catching it off-guard with a well-placed strike to the shoulder. The otter reacted with a shrill shriek, swung the lower half of its body, and slammed its thick tail into the side of her head.

Stars exploded behind her eyes. The coppery tang of blood, her own blood, bloomed on her tongue as her teeth pierced the muscle. The world tumbled as she was sent sprawling across the river bank, too close for comfort to where the water met land. Blinking rapidly, she stumbled back to her feet. The world was not on her side - it continued to spin as she turned back to Spiderthroat and the beast in an attempt to re-engage despite the throbbing pain that had started to creep across her face.

[ @Starfall ]

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

At first all was going well. The otter came waddling out lunging for the tripod who, contrary to their usual fighting methods, went dodging back away from the (large, wow look at those teeth) snapping jaws. It helped that for now the otter seemed not all that aggressive, the strange beast chattering loudly at the cats and going for bites against the two that didnt seem all that serious in nature.


For a time at least this caused the cats, who were taking this seriously and wanted blood, the edge and so Mudhound easily escaped its first attack, Tigerpelt quickly following their plan and attacking the distracted otter. This in turn distracted the otter from the previously howling cat onto the one that had his teeth in its pelt.



With focus on Tigerpelts attack the hornet was free to lash out with large thick claws on the otters turned side, aiming for its belly in a gutting move that'd killed several foxes before.

Killer Aptitude T3 ACTIVE..... FAILED!

Only, instead of a kill against a predator like Mudhound had done so many times before a thick layer of fur and fat and muscle not present on the land predators the tripod knew how to fight stopped their claws. The hit had landed and done little as the attack that shouldve gutted merely cut and irritated the otter.



The otter who, angry at being bit and clawed was now taking things seriously and lashed out with its tail against Mudhound, landing on their ribs with a loud dull THUD and THREW the large maine coon cat away. Let me repeat, Mudhound, almost twice the size of a normal cat, was THROWN away by the otter slamming its tail into their ribs.



Suddenly this battle seemed like a very bad idea.


@Hex