Talonstrike, a new warrior, is ambushed by rogues! (Jump in!)

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    Talonstrike ran as fast as possible. He could hear the pawsteps gaining behind him. Suddenly, a large weight on his back brought him tumbling to the ground. He looked up, and saw the biggest rogue he had ever laid eyes on. The tom clawed his face, while the other rogues joined in. Talonstrike let out a scream of agony.

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    Vrittapaw/Female/Thunderclan★
    One track mind,
    One track heart

    Vrittapaw skidded to a halt, her short pelt fluffed up as a wail of pain pierced through the forest. With only a moment of a hesitance the young Apprentice darted off towards the yowl, her claws unsheathed ready for the worst. As she neared the toms location a foreign scent invaded her senses sending a jolt of energy through her body as she ran faster.
    "Oh goodness!"
    Vrittapaw's green eyes grew wide as she reached Talonstrike, the large rouge he fought among the rest quickly catching her off guard. The she-cat was tempted to turn back, but adrenaline and respect for her clanmate got the best of her.
    Dashing forward in a moment of bravery Vrittapaw raced to the Warrior's aid, mustering up her strength her aim was to try and get a hold of the rouge's back. When the Apprentice grew to be a rabbit length away she jumped, paws outstretched and tail streaming behind her as she let out a yowl.

    If I [color=red]fail,
    I'll fall apart
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    Fernstorm suddenly leaped out of a bush and shoved the rogue off of Talonstrike's back. "How dare you trespass on our territory, fox dung!" she screeched as she scored her claws repeated across the rogue's shoulder and flank. For good meaures, she scraped her claws down his cheek. With a mighty caterwaul, she shoved the tom, sending him stumbling to the ground. "I swear to StarClan if you don't leave this very instant, it will be the last thing you ever do." She watched with satisfaction as the rogue darted away. She turned towards Talonstrike, the newest warrior of ThunderClan and also her crush. "Are you ok?" she panted.

    Talonstrike didn't answer for a moment. He checked his pelt, than nodded. "I'll live, thanks." He purred, then turned to Vrittapaw. "You too. Great StarClan, if you two eren't here right now, I'de be nothing but crow-food!"

    [size=9pt](May Greenline capture one of the rogues?)


    Greenline appeared at the scene at the side of the newest warrior, a snarl set upon his face as the attacking rogues were found upon his Clanmates back. "Filthy flea bags!" Greenline bellowed loudly as they left. "I'll make sure they recieve the punishment they deserve," Greenline assured his Clanmates before darting off in pursuit of the rogues. Once they came into his sight, Greenline leaped, aiming to pin down the rogue, but not kill him.[/size]

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    Vrittapaw/Female/Thunderclan★
    One track mind,
    One track heart


    Vrittapaw gave Talonstrike a quick nod before glancing back to where the rouges had ran off to.
    What if they come back? The Apprentice thought silently glancing at the cats who surrounded her, but her thoughts were quickly proved wrong as Greenline dashed after them. "Is he insane?" She muttered to herself, one Warrior against a group of rouges! It generally wasn't a situation that ended too well, in the eyes of the Warrior at least.
    Vrittapaw watched Greenline dash off a moment longer before giving a slight shrug and turning towards Fernstorm. "Did you get hurt at all?" She asked, the she-cat had done a lot of the fighting and Vrittapaws' concern for her clanmates began getting the best of her as she gazed at the Warrior, her head tilted in question.


    If I [color=red]fail,
    I'll fall apart
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    [size=9pt](Do you want me to make a thread in the leaders den for the rogues?)


    Greenline assumingly (If not I can edit) caught the rogue and pinned him down. Greenline let out a triumphant meow at his catch and began to try and drag the tom back towards the ThunderClan camp. "Your coming with me," Greenline snarled loudly through a mouthful of the rogues scruff. [/size]

    OOC: Sure.


    IC: Fernstorm blushed as she realized she was staring at Talonstrike. She quickly averted her gaze, hoping he didn't notice.

    Talonstrike flicked his ear. He sidestepped as Greenline dragged the rogue past. The golden brown tom kept looking after him, than turned back to Fernstorm and Vrittapaw. "Want to hunt as a celebration of our victory?" He asked.


    You can make a thread in the leader's den, but I usually don't go thread jumping.

    Fernstorm nodded eagerly. "That sounds nice." She wished she could tell him how she felt. She then saw Greenline watching her and smiled kindly at the tom.

    Talonstrike's eyes lit up as Fernstorm said she would come. He turned to Vrittapaw. "You want to come, too?" He sat down and washed a bit of blood off his claws, his ears flattened against the taste.

    Vrittapaw gave a small nod at Talonstrike's question. "Sure!" She mewed with the thrash of a tail, hunting would easily allow her to see if any other rouges dared stay in Thunderclan's Territory! If I find a Rouge I'll shred his ears! The Apprentice thought silently as her green eyes darted around the forest, as if daring a Rouge or anyone to take a step out. The she-cat had never been more excited to go hunting.

    Talonstike purred. "Alright. Should we stay in a group or hunt apart?" The golden-brown tom asked, his green eyes questioning. His ears tipped up, and he than glanced to the sky. Not many more hours of daylight.