A group of cats...on Shadowclan territory

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  • a group of cats stepped into the darker territory of shadowclan.


    The cat leading the group had a metal collar that reflected the dark surroundings as it padded through the marshy area.


    It licked its sharpened fangs, looking for someone else to...kill or recruit.

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    What I have to say;;



    Roleplay;; A long, lithe shape shot through the territory. It took a flying leap over a fallen log, spraying leaves everywhere as it landed. Two deep copper eyes flashed as the creature continued its daily run.

  • Crestfallen, a Shadowclan warrior watched the cats enter the territory with narrowed slits for eyes. She bared her teeth in a silent snarl and kept watching them as they strutted about. They act as if they own the territory! She thought lashing her tail but being wary in case she swept up the pine needles littering the dark shadowed grass.

    And the one with the collar... a kittypet? couldn't be, what kittypet would enter a clans territory? What an idiot, i'll teach those flea-bags a lesson! She spat angrily in her head as she swept through the shadows and followed the intruders.

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    Peindrepatte crouched in the undergrowth. He examined the situation with his deep copper eyes.
    Peindre had been taking a walk when he scented cats that were not from ShadowClan. The apprentice knew that he would have to alert a high position. He turned silently and left the area.



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  • The four cats padded there way through the territory.


    Their ears back as each pawstep they took they got deeper into the marshland.


    The one with the collar scented other cats, and said something a hushed whisper , causing the other three to crouch down.


    Once that, they formed a circle, rumps facing one another, on alert.

  • Crestfallen watched the cats with slitted eyes still. Keeping herself as still as possible and barely breathing she kept watching as they formed a defense circle. She kept still hoping they would continue and she could continue spying as well.

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    The large cream tabby figure was patrolling as usual. And it was a good thing he did. Picking up the scent of multiple cats, Battlepaw unsheathed his long sharp claws and narrowed his olive eyes, immediately crouching down and taking cover in the shadows. The general was ready for a fight, since these cats had a rather hostile vibe to them. Waiting and watching, the scar covered tom hoped that back up would arrive, though he did sense a few other clanmates.


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    What I have to say;;



    Roleplay;; The fossa skidded to a halt, her paws spraying up more leaves. The rank scent of non-ShadowClan cats hit her like a tank. She glanced around, then darted under a bramble. Come this way, you bastards. I dare you.

  • Crestfallen realized there were a sufficient amount of Shadowclan cats to defend the territory. Making her way over closer to them she flicked her tail above a bramble bush, hoping they would notice and see her and know her as another clanmate, ready to defend and fight alongside them if the time comes.

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    Peindre found no one, so he went back. "I'll have to fight them with only a pawful of cats," he thought to himself.
    He found himself beside Crestfallen. Peindre nodded at the warrior, then turned back to the trespassers.



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  • ((Ok! will do! :3 ))


    The four cats stayed in a group, when the one with the metal collar called out.


    "We can sell you, know! come out a fight us!" he spat, unsheating his claws...he was only here for one reason and that was to avenge something that happened a long long time ago





    Meanwhile, a grey warrior of Shadowclan was padding around, unaware of the scent...he was to busy using his nose to concentrate as this warrior was blind...


    But he was a tremendous fighter and a wonderful companion as he edged closer towards the cats he didn't realize the danger he was putting himself in.

  • Crestfallen thought it was time to show these cats that this territory belongs to Shadowclan. And Shadowclan only. No kittypets allowed! She thought, as she revealed herself, her black and red tabby pelt risen along her neck and spine. She hissed and unsheathed her onyx claws.

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    Peindre hissed, revealing himself and unsheathing his claws. He narrowed his copper eyes. This would be difficult, he decided, but worth it. He looked at Crestfallen, waiting for the signal. "Should we attack?" he asked the older she-cat.



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  • "Its your choice, sweetheart~" the metal collared cat cooed to Crestfallen.


    He winked at her, smirking slightly as he did.


    "Attack if you must, i mean please, i've been lurking these forests for years~"

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    There was a low growl in the large cream tabby's throat. Lunging forward at the cat who appeared to be the leader, he aimed to throw his full weight into the kittypet, with his claws aimed at the tom's face. "You think you can take out an entire clan! You're outnumbered!" Battlepaw yowled at the group of trespassers. These cats had to be idiots to think they could take on Shadowclan. That's what the general thought at least.


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  • The leader hissed rearing up at the other's sharpened claws, his ears on full alert as he slashed at the others face. "I'm not trying to take out your clan you fool" he spat, glancing at his team members who stayed reasonably still.

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    Before he had time to evade the attack, the large cream tabby felt claws rake against the side of his face. "Still, you are trespassing on our territory AND you have others with you. I can tell you're in for some trouble!" Battlepaw said in a furious tone, lunging forward at the tom again, this time aiming his sharp hooked claws at one of his eyes. The scratch on his face left a stinging pain, but he wasn't going to run off because of just one scratch.


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    Peindrepatte leaped into battle. His sharpened claws lashed at the leader's eye. It missed. He tried again, full force. He hoped with all his heart that it would connect.
    His heart pounded. Time slowed for a heartbeat....



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  • One of the slimmer, taller cats. Ruined the circle, whipping around and leaping at Peindrepatte. Colliding into him, and digging his claws into to the other, biting into his fur.