another kind of cold war [open : bobcat dead in the corridor]

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  • [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia][ I've ditched the plan of any other characters being attacked, this time it's only Mogar and the bobcat c; ]


    There was the sound of shattering glass and a loud screech, along with the acompanied wails of terror. There was a shape at the end of the school hallway, and obviously this lumbering monster knew what he was doing.


    Mogar saw him clearly, and his heart dropped.


    It was his father. A large, long-furred bobcat with blazing amber eyes and fur the color of stars in the milky way, streaked with silver. He was huge, rippling with muscles and a stub of a tail, a large, fat muzzle and gigantic flyswat paws. He barely noticed Mogar as he pushed his way up the stairs, and Mogar's heart lurched. He knew where he was going. The nursery.


    Mogar followed after to see the lumbering tom staring down at two kittens - Mark and Ragekit, and Mogar's fur started to bristle. How dare did he go after his kittens, after all of this? He slowly advanced on the bobcat as he stood over the two kits, where they sat, trembling, against the floor. Ragekit stood up, and looked him right into his adopted grandfather's eyes, before letting out the growl of a kitten and glaring at him. The bobcat laughed, he laughed in the face of the kitten, shoving the small kit down to the floor, just to see blood welling right next to his son's eye.


    "DON'T. YOU. FUCKING. DARE. TOUCH. MY. SON."


    The Bobcat whirled around to face Mogar, a silly grin showing up.


    "Mogar, you little sorry excuse for a tom." he mocked Mogar, and the Sunclanner just let out a menacing growl. "Malevolent, you fucking monster."


    He just gave a hearty, vile grin, even as Mogar threw himself at the bobcat, with Mogar about 3/4 his size. Mogar was furious, swearing at the bobcat as he drove him out of the room, and into the corridor, before Mogar threw him tumbling down the stairs.


    The large slayer followed him down, and at the bottom of the stairs, in the hallway, Malevolent came to meet him. The two clashed and Mogar caught onto his back just as The bobcat tried to throw him aside.


    "YOU MONSTER! I CAN'T EVEN CALL YOU MY FATHER! YOU ARE A FUCKING MONSTER, A MURDERER, HOW CAN YOU EVEN CALL YOURSELF A FUCKING LIVING THING!"


    Mogar had wanted to say these words his whole life, ever since he was abandoned as a kit. His father had bullied him, murdered his mother, blinded Tower, then sunk him and Ursalpine at the bottom of the river, almost killed him the exact day Creeper became Mogar's mate. He had attacked his son, and now Mogar had enough. They tousled until Mogar was on top of the bobcat's head, as he was shoved into the school floor.


    A satisfied growl came from the lips of the bobcat as Mogar slammed the monstrosity's head down, before sliding his claws under, and cutting the bobcat's throat. There was a short moan of Mogar's name before the bobcat fell silent and limp, and Mogar got off the back of the grey bobcat, where he stepped back onto the floor, and looked at what he had done.


    Mogar was supposed to be a pacifist. He never meant to hurt anyone. With his huge claws and large form, he could easily beat the average cat. But he never fought. He moaned and sunk to the floor, exhausted and feeling almost defeated as well.


    Despite the fact he had just killed a murderer, he had also killed another thing. And while Malevolent was a rogue, not a clanmate, he still felt a pang of regret.


    "CREEPER! MONROE! WISHFUL! VERTIGO! FAIRYDUST! FREEDOM-" he cut off his screaming with a pitiful sob, as he slumped to the floor.


    [ Mogar is alive, he's killed his father, Ragekit is perfectly fine. Mogar is just a little broken now.


    also, ladies and gentleman, my 17,000th post <3 ]

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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=7pt]Monroeville heard his name and the now three legged serval rushed over as fast as he was able to. His one amber eye that he could still see through was wide with shock at what he had heard, knowing it must have been something bad. (Tracking post, will put a proper post when I get back <3)[/size]


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  • ooc;; congrats metro, this plot sounds great ;;coo


    Heavykit was deeply stirred by what he heard and saw. He froze, and gazed up at Mogar. The four moon old kitten backed off and let out a shrieking wail that echoed around the cold stone school. His bright yellow-green eyes glimmered and he whimpered, paws seemingly glued to the wobbly brick he perched himself neatly on. Tears dripped out of Heavykit's eyes and he forced his stiff legs to move slowly and nudge Mogar. "It's okay, Heavykit is here," he meowed, feeling scarred by the words uttered by the young tom.

  • [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]Mogar raised his battered and bruised head to see his three-legged brother-in-arms, and he whimpered. Mogar was streaked in his own blood, and the blood of his father - he winced as the pain of the wounds on his side hit him, and the one near his face, newly reopened, as he whimpered like a puppy. He thought to Ragekit, prayed he was fine. He saw the small kitten come down the stairs, and he sighed, grateful he was fine.


    He felt the nudge of Heavykit, and he whimpered at the small kitten's touch. He didn't want such a gentle mind to see all of it.


    [ it's been coming a long time. ]

  • "Mogar!" came the voice of Targetaim, seeing the dead bobcat. "What happened?" he asked, seeing all the blood around the bobcat. Did it get attacked by someone? Waiting for a response, he looked at Mogar, and Ragekit beside him, his eyes showing alarm. Hopefully it didn't hurt anyone...

  • [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]Mogar looked up to see Targetaim, and he whimpered. He glanced to what he had left of his Father, before managing to get to his feet, as he stood there, shaking. "M-m-my f-f-father." he stuttered, looking from Targetaim to Heavykit, and from his own son to Monroe.

  • Heavykit had to be one of the brave ones here. "It's okay, he's gone now. He'll perish from your life forever," he meowed, quoting what one of the Silverbloods had once said about their mate, he thought.

  • [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]Mogar still shuddered and looked down at his paws, where his claws were seeping with blood. "But... I... I killed him..."

  • "He was a big mean baddie Mogar, you're like a hero to yourself and your kits. They'll love you and the justice you brought to the baddie will go down in history as one of the bravest acts. Don't doubt it Mogar, this wasn't a bad thing, because he was mean," he meowed, and even Heavykit found it difficult to understand how he could sum up that comforting speech.

  • [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]Mogar whimpered and opened his mouth to speak, but Ragekit did exactly what Heavykit presumed - and the small grey and white kitten ran over, and press himself into a patch of Mogar's fur that wasn't drenched in blood.


    [ I have to go, bed time :c night guys ]

  • Heavykit thought this scene was incredibly heart-warming, and he shredded a small tear, making his tabby lynx face moist. "Your dad is a hero Ragekit," he meowed quietly.

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    Here came another cat, obviously wanting to know what had happened. "Mogar! What happened?" came the worried voice of Terrapaw, as predicted. "Are you okay? Who was that cat?"

  • "A bobcat attacked him, from what I can see, and left Mogar with no result but to kill him," Targetaim mewed, looking at Mogar as if to say, 'Am I right?'. Twitching his tail, he looked at the keeper named Terrapaw, who had been half-siblings(?) with Infinitepossibility, the former SunClan Underboss. Sighing, he waited to see what happened.

  • [align=center][font=georgia]Creeper came the moment he heard about Mogar and his sons. "What the bloody hell happened here?" the cream furred tom asked, his tone a mixture of worry and confusion. With his forest like gaze revealing his emotions at that moment, the thug glanced around at the other cats.

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    "What the hell is this?" The shocked voice of Lacedpaw echoed through the hallways as the thug wandered over. Her eyes looked upon the massive bobcat before looking at the shaken Mogar. To be honest, the feline had never spent enough time with the tom to know him well enough, but now he needed some moral support. "Mogar! Are you okay??"
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  • Looking at Lacedpaw, he could see her expression - she looked worried, and he didn't blame her. Mogar must be pretty upset, considering what had happened.


    occ; idk what to put.

  • "A duh, he killed his evil father, are you blind?" he snapped at everyone. Heavykit stepped back for more older cats to have their turns giving Mogar support.

  • [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]Mogar didn't answer the questions he was asked, but when he saw Creeper, he whimpered. He just wanted to go and hide with him, hide himself away from the world. He didn't hesitate in moving over to the cream-furred tom, pressing himself close to him. "I didn't want to do it Creeper. I never wanted to kill him."

  • [align=center][font=georgia]Creeper's tail rested along his mate's spine in a comforting way. Having heard Heavykit, the small tom could piece together what happened by himself. "You couldn't do anything about killing him," he told the other tom in a soft tone, "You were protecting Mark and Ragekit. That's a good thing."