The Good Life(ANTI-CLAN GATHERING!)

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    [size=25pt]BRAE.[/size]
    [size=6pt]who shot that arrow in your neck?
    who missed the crimson apple?[/size]

    Brae began to relax. He could sense a victory coming. Most of the other cats had calmed down, and there were no cats currently trying to rip the ShadowClanner's fur off. "The Elite did well enough last winter. I expect we'll do fine this winter." Eyes narrowing, Brae told the tribe leader, "Why don't you let the Elite worry about who we can take, and who we can't. We feed off an entirely different prey source."


    Taking another step towards Neruka, the guard added, "A ShadowClanner taken prisoner will also injure ShadowClan. Beyond that, it will help strength an enemy of ShadowClan." The splotched tom could only hope that comment could pacify the feisty she-cat.

    ooc: You CAN make others just remember they do not know of this Anti-Clan Gathering going on.


    ic:


    Envera nodded in agreement with Neruka. "Just do it. You can get a more loyal loner than a Clanner." She meowed. "I'll kill her myself if you are siding with ShadowClan, Brae."

    Ace glanced at Elixor, unsure of what to do.


    Theo stood over Dawnbird, and looked menacingly at the cats.


    Annapolis tackled Theo, and scratched his back with her hind claws. Theo retaliated with a snap at the shoulder, and scored her across the bridge of her nose. The bobcat hybrid clubbed the smallcat, knocking him senseless for a heartbeat, which was enough. Then Annapolis lunged for Dawnbird's throat.


    Annapolis-ToFC
    Ace-ToMS
    Theo-Elite

    ooc: Well that's crap! you could always make her have a sudden snap and let dawnird go. that would be very much appreciated. Then you can go and destroy all of Shadowclan.


    Dawnbird suddenly found renewed energy. She pushed herself up,dodged the attacking cat, and scrambledly balanced on her feet and faced the screeching cat.
    "Did you think I came here as a spy? they would have sent the bravest and sneakiest cat for that. I stumbled here following a group of anti-clanners because one of you guys walked right past the Shadowclan border. One of the cats who is a white she-cat. I didn't come here to expect to die. I wouldn't hve given my life up like that. Yea, that's right! us shadowclanners have lives too. Either way mines over because I decides to be curious and followed the snowcolored cat with the black tail and right front paw. I hope you know who that is because she's the one who gave you away."

    Catalyst had and idea, the she-cat wanted those points and so leaped up trying to land on Brae's back, hopefully the rest of the plan would follow.


    Neruka narrowed her eyes. "And why don't you let me worry about who I order my cats to kill or not. I'm not saying you couldn't take her, only a suggestion." Neruka then nodded to Envera and tried to slash at Dawnbird.



    Ooc: Dawnbird, it is unrealistic for me to change my character.

    4 kits padded into a random place named HarvestTail,Snowfootkit,SnowKindle,Cheryl padded into A random place


    "Where is our mother!?" Snowkindle yelled

    Darktoken looked over, "Who the f*** are you!" She said rolling her eyes, Seriously cats were appearing out of no where.

    ooc: I'm not asking her to change, I'm asking her to get frustrated and maybe try to kill her later. Cus it looks like it's just you and Envera who want Dawnbird killed.


    Dawnbird was unhappy with the ignorant cats. "Hey quit it," she shouted tiredly dodging the still attacking cats. "My clan will freak. My sister will die. It doesn't really matter if I die or am inprisoned, as long as I don't go back the clan will be injured losing two clan mates in such little time! Yea! Didn't you know that Winterstar was kidnapped!"

    ooc: Uhm... they haven't given away anything that they are plotting... merely a loner would have walked by. The Clans, and this includes ShadowClan, know nothing about this.


    ic:


    Envera rolled her eyes. "Move out of the way Brae." She demanded.


    ooc: Foxtuft... that's impossible and kits can't have names like Snowfootkit...

    Rosha sighed, looking over to the four new cats. Well, what the heck was happening now? More random cats walking in, that was what.

    ooc. Dawnbird, settle down. There's still a chance Brae can convince, or at least, make the others not care enough to let her live. Otherwise, it's really not that hard to make a new character.


    Also, is Neruka mentally insane?


    [size=25pt]BRAE.[/size]
    [size=6pt]who shot that arrow in your neck?
    who missed the crimson apple?[/size]

    "No!" Roared the tom. The stupidity of the tribe cats was truly getting to Brae. These were his enemies? It clearly was but dumb luck that this raggedy bunch had managed to defeat SnowClan. Neruka couldn't see beyond her own blood stained nose. Her warriors were just as bad. Muscles bunching, Brae launched himself at Annapolis, still with sheathed claws.


    Still, he didn't want to make enemies. But he wasn't about to let some twisted halfling kill a healthy she-cat who would make a fine queen. If he landed his blow, he would shove Annapolis and use all the force he could without claws or fangs.


    Then another cat landed on him. Immediately, Brae rolled out and knocked her lose. "ARE YOU TRIBE CATS OUT OF YOUR MINDS!?" His snarl easily reached the ears of all cats. It didn't even matter to the splotched tom that there was kits in attendance. "Are you willing to risk the alliance just so you can sink your claws into a she-cat who barely matters!?"

    ooc: What?


    "It's not me you want! You want the most likely the dead Winterstar! I'm serious! Winterstar is missing!" Dawnbird shouted.

    Envera turned to the new tom who had leaped upon Brae and she smirked. "Our alliance deal will continue once we have these random cats out of the way." She meowed curtly.

    - Minta Catalyst leaped for Brea's back.
    -And Neruka is paranoid schizophrenic, and suffers from depression :P She also has a strong hate towards shadowclan for them trying to kill her, banishing her mother and sending a patrol to kill her father {Although they didn't kill him he got away but she dosen't know that}


    --


    Neruka growled, and aimed to leap infront of Anapolis to protect her. "My problem is not with an alliance, my problem is letting clanners TAINT our alliance."

    ooc: Neruka is definately insane.


    Dawnbird's strength had come back and her wounds had clotted. She stood next to the tom-cat, randomly clawing at the most stupid anti-clan cats.

    OOC: You're new, you can make a new cat and be more careful with that one. I'm sorry, but this is the kind of outcome that's bound to happen when you bring a clan cat into an anti-clan gathering.


    "Sorry gal, not risking my life for you." Capone growled, getting clear out of the way. Brae had better follow suit... But then again the she-cat'd be killed soon enough anyway.


    Creed aimed to tear at Brae's head, absolutely rapid now. Two thousand points!? Oh yah. That was so worth it! He wasn't hesitant in his attack now.

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    ooc: I'm not asking her to change, I'm asking her to get frustrated and maybe try to kill her later. Cus it looks like it's just you and Envera who want Dawnbird killed.


    It's up to Neruka to decide how her characters act and react. Part of an RPG is accepting that you can't know how others will respond. That's the fun of it, though, I think. You can suggest an idea, but if they turn it down, that must be respected.


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    Dawnbird, now furious at the cat that once stood up for her leaped at it. The other ctas watched in shock as she dealt some nasty blows. If she was going to die, she was going to die fighting. She was going to show this cat her strength.

    ooc. I believed I replied. He rolled and knocked the cat lose. But maybe you were confused because I had no clue as to if Catalyst was a boy or a girl, so I assumed a girl.


    Okay. Well, Brae is stubborn and doesn't like being told no when the person saying it is not his leader.


    [size=25pt]BRAE.[/size]
    [size=6pt]who shot that arrow in your neck?
    who missed the crimson apple?[/size]

    Snorting, glaring eyes turned to Envera. "No ally uses claws on each other. Or did your mother never teach you that?"


    Brae ended up hitting Neruka. He did his best to push her, and leap away from her. The powerful tom went to stand protectively beside the she-cat he planned on bringing back to the Elite. "Taint? Do you believe in such things? Any kits she creates will be raised to be loyal Elite soldiers. She, on the other hand, will never be a true member." To emphasize his point and hopefully quell Neruka's worries, Brae threw a heavy paw at Dawnbird, hoping to knock her over and show how little he cared about the she-cat being treated well.