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    OOC: My internet is down and using a temporary source so sorry if inactive. Pastel, the prophecy was only about a rouge attack so you can still join in the fight.


    IC:
    Spiritpaw hissed, chasing away her attacker. Her eyes moved towards the leader's den where she saw Darkstone disappear into it. She narrowed her eyes and made her way up. She poked her inside, seeing Darkstone over the weak Rianstar. She let out a low growl before tackling. The two cats hissed, yoling and clawing at each, trying to get a good hold. The two rolled out of the den. Spiritpaw pushed forward so both cats suddenly fell of Highbranch. The fall knocked some wind out of her. She shook her head, looking over to see Darktone on his paws, heading towards her.


    Her eyes narrowed and she lunged forward, avoiding claws. She sank her teeth into his throat. He yowled and dug his claws into her shoulders. Spiritpaw, being a bit smaller than the warrior, was thrown off easily and she tumbled. Her scratches stung and she forced herself to her paws, watching Darkstone as blood seeped down his chest, "That was for Racconeyes, you mangy flea-bag!" She spat.


    Sagetail purred, watching his mate. Only for a quick second though. he was shoved to the ground by a grey she-cat. Snarling, he whipped around, his claws meeting with the attacking she-cat's face.The grey cat yowled and sank her on claws into his chest. Sagetail batted her head, forcing the she-cat off him. The world was spinning but he lunged forward, pinning the she-cat.


    Dirtpelt, along with Hawktalon, were fighting two large black toms that by the looks of it were twins.


    Blade was no where to be seen.

    It's alright, Dream. :)


    The tortoiseshell spat, tumbling to the ground and sputtering. Flowertail immediately got to her paws, ears pinned in fury, yet tail between her legs in panic. There were too many! Before she could do anything, several rogues surrounded her and Speckledowl.


    Owlheart and Pebblestone fought side by side, using tricks they did on the warriors as kits. Blossompaw made most of them up. Soon, though, the twowere overwhlemed by tue large, fearsome cats, and were eventually cornered by claw and fang.

    OOC: Thanks. I will try and keep in contact with this thread.

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    Redpaw was pinned down, he had the upper paw but suddenly instead of nearly killing the tom under him, he was thrown off and pinned. He blinked, the fuzzies going away after he hit his head. He saw a pink cat, he blinked multiple times, and it seems like the shecat was covered in blood, and it turned her white pelt pink. He made a strange sound, and freighted. The blood soaked into his fur and the bleeding wounds that covered him made it seem like the young apprentice was dead.


    Brightheart leaps for one of the cats who were surrounding Flowertail and Speckledowl. With teeth and claws she only managed to get in a few swipes before another cat jumped into the fight, and she was pinned. Wiggling around wildly, and snapping her teeth as she lunged upward trying to get a hold of one of her opponents throats- but it was hopeless. Even if it were hopeless she didn't give up, the light fawn tabby shecat hissed angrily, and did her best to struggle and claw the two cats on top of her. She looked crazy as she continued to attempt to throw the two cats off of her. "Don't give up!" She screeched, noticing that cats were surrounding, and they had stopped fighting. But when no one did, she went limp, a small tear forming at the edge of her eyes; was this really meant to happen? Wolfclan attacked and gone in a instant. She fell silent, and stopped struggling; but her green eyes burned with fury.


    Spiritdancer gasped, her head poking out of the medicine den. The fighting had quieted, and assuming that this meant the battle was almost over. But what she was truly horrific, "Oh Starclan.." She whispered, all around her, her precious clanmates were cornered and surrounding, set up to a unchanged able doom. Starclan hadn't warned her about it, but they warned Pebblestone, and for some reason Spiritdancer put the two and two together. As her glittering green eyes adjusted to the daylight, she searched for dead, or severely hurt cats. She spotted Redpaw, but she knew she was unable to help him; considering that he was at the opposite end of the camp. She saw Brightheart, and seriously thought that her sister was mentally crazy. The medicine cat waited, waiting for a chance to step in and try to talk words with the rouges. [/fancypost]

    Flowerpelt looked to the cats who had fallen silent, suddenly silencing as well.


    Pebblestone and Owlheart looked around, Pebblestone looking for what was going on, and Owlheart searching the crowd for Blade.

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    Spiritdancer stepped out of her den, the only Wolfclanner who was not surrounded or cornered. "What is your purpose here?" Her voice carried across the clearing calmly, although inside her heart was beating rapidly, loudly. She stuck close to the entrance of her den, and she hopped she did look as scared as she felt.


    Brightheart turned her head slightly, barely seeing her sister from the corner of her eyes. Oh no! Spiritdancer! Brightheart struggled again slightly, afraid that her precious sister was going to be attacked. She knew that Spiritdancer cant fight all that well, only defend herself a bit.[/fancypost]

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    oc;; so which cats will leave?




    ic;; The mangy tabby jerked his paw away, and with a final hiss turned around and limped away, Marblecloud watched him off. He then turned, his eyes searching among the crowd for Flowertail, or Blade. But the rogue leader was not around. He spotted Flowertail, standing side by side with Speckledowl. He raced straight to them but a black tom with haunting yellow eyes collided with him and tried to pin him down.


    Speckledowl hissed at one of the surrounding rogues that was getting dangerously close. She lashed at him, managing to get her claws across his nose. Another rose up to defend his companion and scored his claws across her flank, blood sputtering onto the sand.


    Not far off Stoneheart continued to struggle with the brown tom, she had managed to get him off her back but the whole effort had gotten her exhausted, the tom padded closer his lip curled back into a threatening snarl, his mate; the she-cat Stoneheart had flung around, was right behind him ready to assist him if needed.


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    Name: Wavesplash
    Gender: Tom
    Rank: Rouge from Blade's group
    Looks:
    Dark blue eyes
    Personality: He is cold-hearted and cruel. His parents were mean to him; abused him- they were warriors too, so Wavesplash hates all warriors; although he separated from his former clan long ago. He is careful, and doesn't like to make a mess, and he is smart. Very dangerous, and loves power; he is ambitious towards gaining ranks. He wants to be the leader of the rouges. His parents were always putting him down, calling him worthless and a piece of fox-dung, so Wavesplashes only real weakness is being insecure; this is what drives him to become more powerful, to prove himself as a strong tom- not a piece of crap. But he longs for a friend, and he has always wanted a cat to love him, accept him; since he never got a love a kit should get from his parents. He might change his evil ways if he had a lover.. (Plot with evil Rouge and Wolfclan cat?? true love?)
    Favorite Prey: Mouse, he likes to play with his prey. . .
    Crush: OPEN
    Other: Personailty --> (in parenthesis.)
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    Frostspring stared at the tom who had just hurt Speckledowl. "Don't hurt her!" She threated, although she was half was across the clearing from her friend(?). The angery pale and white shecat hissed at a tom who stepped closer to her- her fangs barring dangerously.


    Redpaw was unconscious near the apprentices den. He is not included in the clans ranks btw.


    Spiritdancer looked around in the mass of cats for Blade, she had already spoke out to him. Where was Rainstar too...?


    Wolfshadow was cornered, alone against two cats but in the edge of the camp. His path was clear, and he could see and hear everything that was happening.


    Brightheart fidgeted, she didn't like being held down for so long.



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    Blade appeared on High-Branch, looking down at the cats, "My purpose? Well, old habits died hard. I destroy clans. Very easy and we are quiet good at it. but, for some odd reason I like this territory. So, I'm electing myself as leader of this clan."


    Two cats dragged Rainstar out, throwing him on the ground. It was Sagetail who padded closer to his friend, snarling at the cats.


    Spiritpaw, not yet seen by the other rouges was at the entrance. She saw Owlheart and tried to make eye-contact with her. They needed to go...And any other cats that would break free.


    Dirtpelt stood by Pebblestone, his yellow eyes narrowed and angry. He anted to be over by Rainstar, but knew it was too risky. Plus, he was worried about Pebblestone.


    OOC: So far, Spiritpaw and Owlheart.

    Once I get a chance... Owlheart thought, looking to Spiritpaw desperately, I'll break free!


    Pebblestone noticed Owlheart's frantic gaze, and stepped back to stand beside her sister. She glared up at Blade, her ears pinned to the back of her head.


    Flowertail looked at Rainstar, wanting to rush to his aid. "This isn't fair!"


    Accepted!

    Spiritpaw nodded slightly and looked around the cam. She hated running away. She couldn't...no. She had to. If she was free, along with some other cats, maybe they could defeat Blade and his group. A rouge suddenly spotted her and lunged forward. Spiritpaw hissed, batting him away and she took off. The sound of her paws hitting the ground ere silent, but her harsh breathing could be heard. Brambles and thorns snagged her pelt as she ran faster and faster.


    Blade smirked, "Life is not fair, sweet-heart." He purred, tucking his tail around his paws, "I have to say, I will enjoy breaking you." He looked around a the slightly surprised expression, "Oh, dear I'm not going to kill you yet. Not yet. There is some unfinished business I need to take care of first." His eyes went to Rainsar before they flickered to Marblecloud, and then to Owlheart.

    Owlheart imagined shooting daggers at him once she got the chance, but when he looked at her, she found herself frozen, overcome with fear. And once his gaze broke away, she released a breath she had just realized she had been holding.

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    Wavesplash hissed and whipped around to where he noticed a escapee. "Blade." The toms gruff voice reached the other toms ears. Before his 'friend' could order him to go after her, he ran. His paws hitting the ground with heavy thumps and his breathing was normal like he was walking. The thick-furred toms paws were full of blood- which was drying fast. He had a split lip, and he had various claw marks on his chest, they stung like fury but he didn't show it. Blood from the claw marks ran down his buff chest, soaking the fur in its path but the cuts were not that deep. They grey tom caught scent of Spiritpaws scent, and put on some extra speed to catch up. Of course, this cat was a apprentice, much easier prey for a full grown warrior.. Wavesplash laughed, the thought of his claws raking the apprentices coat to shreds making him intrigued.


    Spiritdancer threw herself forward, up to the high rock, "Well your election has been denied." She hissed up at Blade; it was daring, but she was unhurt and not feeling the pain that his cat has caused, therefore she felt responcable. She flinched, she didn't mean to say that allowed, so she mumbled, "At least let me tend to my wounded." She didn't want to heal the rouges' wounds, at. all. So she didn't even offer it, or hesitate.


    Redpaw- unconscious


    Frostspring followed Spiritdancer, she couldn't allow their medicine cat to be hurt at all; because who would heal them when they need her most? She glanced nervously over her shoulder at Rainstar.


    Wolfshadow jumped over the two rouges that were cornering him when they were distracted by all the talking. Free from the claustrophobic space he let out a short sigh of relief, and he limped over to Flowertail so he was half in front of her. One paw out as if he were to swipe his claws out, he stared up at Blade, his eyes blazing with fury. "Over my dead body." He hissed. He didn't have a special relationship to Flowertail. but for a enemy to say that to his clanmate, and no one stick up for his clanmate was idiotic.


    Brightheart was let off the ground, and she got up tenderly, her body sore from fighting. She padded over to Sagetail and pressed up against him, but she was looking at Rainstar. Her muzzle had a deep scratch from her nose to her eyes, about two inches long and bleeding, the drips of blood falling one by one to the ground, leaving a trail of where she walked. Her right ear was torn at the top; but it barely stung.


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    Spiritpaw felt her paws fly underneath her. She heard the yowls of protest as she broke away from her clan. It was the rouges, of course. They wanted every cat either dead or some sort of a...slave....Whatever those two-legs called them. Blade was always like that...Following in the of the strange two-legs....Spiritpaw pinned her ears to her head. It was funny how she knew Blade. Yet, she didn't know him. She knew about him because he was a part her. Well, at least she knew some of her missing past. That was helpful to her clanmates......Once she and the other cats who had a chance to escape meet up. She shook her head, suddenly hearing a cat following her. She whipped her head around, seeing a rouge. Mousedung...he is going to kill me if he catches me....Better not let him.


    "You may attend to only the worst victims," Blade replied with a flick of his tail, ignoring the angry protests against his leadership, "I don't want you strengthening any warriors to fight against me. It will just mean more death for you." He raised his eyes towards the other cats, "Everyone who disagrees with me being leader, "I take life," He nodded towards Rainstar, "I took one of his lives...How many more does he has before he joins your precious Starclan?"


    Hawktalon hissed at some of the rouges, standing next to Owlheart. He needed to get her out. He looked over his shoulder. If he attacked the rouge on the right, she could make a break for it. He wondered how any more cats would leave.


    Sagetail snarled, standing over his friend's body as if he would protect it with his life.

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    Wavesplash tore through the undergrowth, it was almost too easy tracking the young cat. But was she really worth it? Slowing to a trot, he shook his head and whipped around, running back to where he came from. Although the blood-lust has only risen since he let his prey escape his deadly claws.


    Wolfshadows fur is bristling, and he forgot about the minor scratch on his chest. His breathing calms but he was still watching Blade, with a look that looked like he had anger-issues. His claws were still unsheltered, and his precious fur was stripped away near the tip of his tail.


    Frostspring stood near Spiritdancer, and followed her over to Rainstar.


    Spiritdancer let her tail rest comfortingly around Sagetails shoulder, rearing him away from Rainstar. Herbs in her jaws, she set them down so she can work with her leaders wounds. (What are his wounds?)


    Redpaw-
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    Owlheart stepped back, nearing Hawktalon. Her pelt brushed his. It was a small, miniscule comfort, yet it shaded Owlheart's expression with a dark gaze.


    Pebblestone's eyes flickered from side to side, warning rogues to stay away.


    Flowertail spat and Blade, "And what do you think you will do? This Clan will never listen to you."

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    Wolfshadow stepped so he was next to Flowertail, not half-in front of her. He was nodding in agreement.[/fancypost]