DISHONOR ON YOU {{TIDALCLAN ATTACKS}} DISHONOR ON YOUR FAMILY

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    ((this is doubling as a kit-reclaiming raid as well as a general attack))


    The spymaster, with a roar that echoed off the trees in the night, led the clan and their allies into the tribe's territory, following the scent of the captured Tidalclanners right back to the tribe's camp. Mysticstar had had quite enough of Tidalclan being walked on, and now it was quite time to end this pitiful back-and-forth between the two with an iron claw. "NO MERCY!" he howled, reminding those behind him why they were here. "DESTROY EVERYTHING!"




    [size=9pt]Auroraclan + Tidalclan[/size]

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    [ temping showerkissed for docky. ]


    Hm, well, it seemed that Showerkissed had been right to guess that TidalClan would attack any day now. She had doubled the defenses and had been encouraging everyone to practice their fighting moves, as well as keeping an eye on the kittens that they had stolen. Neither Celsiuskit nor Luminescentkit had tried to escape, but the work to turn them into Tribecats was not being very successful, either. Luckily, they did have a few advantages against the TidalClanners. First of all, as the Tribe had moved to a new territory, the islanders would not know what to expect on the mountaintop. Second of all, their camp was in an old Twoleg resort town with lots of abandoned houses, so for all the TidalClanners knew, the kittens could be in any one of the many houses. It would take all day to find the two kittens, and sending someone to guard them would just give away their location. For now, it would be best to leave the two young kits by themselves.
    "T-Tribe of Many Storms, we a-are under attack!" she shouted, running out of the castle. As they had been expecting this, they should be well prepared but there was still an air of surprise lingering in the air. But destroy everything? Hm, it seemed that these TidalClanners believed that the Tribecats wouldn't put up a good fight. Oh, well, their mistake.
    Noticing her deputy following her out of the castle, she turned to Piano, or Calla, or whatever she called herself now. "I-I need you t-to go to the S-Skulls to get their h-help," she softly meowed, referring to the recent alliance they had just made.
    Calla took a small step back, whispering in reply, "But I don't even know where their territory is!"
    Showerkissed hissed, for once not stuttering, "Just go the way where you saw Leon and June go, and be quick about it!" There was no time to linger, so Calla quickly nodded and ran off. The leader hoped that her daughter would make it there and back in time, but she had no idea. For now, she needed to focus on the attack.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 300px; overflow: auto][color=olive][size=8]"Shower, who should I get?" the ocelot hissed, giving an intense brown optic look at Tumbleweed, wishing he could just rip his head off.

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    [hr][hr][fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"Showerkissed, am I needed?" Karelia's voice rose a fraction at the end of her sentence; she'd never lived to witness an attack on the Tribe's territory, and was unsure of the standard protocol. Seeing her leader sent Calla away, the feline thought it may be for the best; forced to fight against the first cats she remembered, perhaps her mother wouldn't be confident in what to do, either.



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    Sea rushed over to her Leader when she heard the call of no mercy. Unsheathing her claws, the Scribe looked up at Showerkissed, nothing but determination in her eyes. "We'll need to stall until our allies arrive." She spoke mostly to herself, not wanting to disrespect her Leader. However she arguably had experience out of many cats in the clan, due to being a Senior Scribe of sorts. But that never seemed to slow her down. "It will be more dangerous, but if we can move the fight farther into the rocks, our experience should give us a big enough advantage until help arrives. Then we can overwhelm them." She suggested, knowing the time for discussing strategies was all too short. No matter what the TidalClanners were here to do, she would get her tribemates out above all else.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify][color=black][size=8]Oh. Tumbleweed. That little motherfucker had ripped off half of her ear, and apparently he was too scared to fight her during the kit raid. Nor had she seen him even show up. The idiot. Bounding over to Citadark, Crystals leaned forewords a little bit. "Can you help me rip Tumbleweed's fucking eyes out?" The tortoiseshell hissed in the much larger cat's ear, throwing a dark glare to the head spy.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]The Eye of the Hurricane sprang in front of Showerkissed, amber oculars glaring at the leader. She then straightened herself, smiling rather bitchy as she cocked her head sideways. "Showerkissed, I presume? Why, hello m'am! I'm sorry, but the current exit is not available at the moment," she meowed, narrowing her eyes, then caterwauling in anger: "SPECTRUMCLAN! ATTACK THESE BITCHES! SHOW NO MERCY!"


    The she then lunged for the rather shy leader, claws extended as she aimed to tackle her and send her a few feet backward. "Do you think I'm really a part of your damn Tribe? Never!" she spat, aiming a few strong blows toward her chest.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px double white; font-family: georgia; margin-bottom: 10px; font-size: 50px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center][shadow=black,left]F L I C K[/shadow]


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    Flick wasn't the 'help-out-a-friend' type of guy. In fact, normally the tux would dismiss another clan in trouble easily. But Skulls had been less 'fierce' on trespassers lately, so most only ran off or stayed; either way he couldn't touch them. But here was his chance.


    //rushed


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px;][justify][sub]Photo frowned and narrowed her eyes at her Hurricane's words. They were unnesiscarily rude, and the black and white feline did not like that. She had no quarrel with these cats, and she did not know if they would be good or bad in her clans' eyes, though Tidalclan were Spectrumclan's allies, and the whole clan was in debt for their generosity. And this wasn't the only reason the Herald, or leader, did not like the look of this fight. She would have a few words after this with her Proxy--it was her duty to call the clan to war, not Hurricane. And it would've been nice to be notified before charging blindly into battle. The leader did have a right to know if her clan was to be wounded beforehand rushing into a war that was not even their's.


    She would not let Hurri be locked into combat without help, despite the annoyance she had with her. "I'm here to back you," the small, compact she-cat mewed, slashing her long razor-like claws at Showerkissed's flank; surely the double attack was bound to land one hit on the leader.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Prink's RPer facepalmed, forgetting that Hurricane still wasn't Herald yet. She proceeded to do a double combo, but then decided not as she was rueful for doing that.


    The Proxy looked up, both vengeance and fear in her eyes. She lifted herself from the leader, shaking her head of the murderous thoughts that loomed her mind. Suddenly, she became a bit more poise, even though blood stained her white paws. "I-I'm sorry Photo. I probably should have asked you first before dragging the Clan into battle. Mysticstar was a bit cut for time, and told me to take my Clanmates quickly. I'm terribly sorry," she meowed, catching Showerkissed rising out of the corner of her eye.


    "HEY YOU!"


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    Tumbleweed || Tidalclan || Extreme || No Kill/Caputre || Open
    The Spymaster charged into the strange area and jumped at the first Skulls or Tribe cat he could find, aiming to shoot by and drag them to the ground with his claws.


    Bulletant || Tidalclan || Hard || Invisibility || No Kill/Capture || Open
    The black and buff warrior bared his teeth and shot into the battle, looking for a tribe cat to rip open. No mercy was his favorite kind of mercy.




    [size=9pt]Auroraclan + Tidalclan[/size]

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    Oh hell no. Not this again, not like how Calla returned to their tribe. Another traitor, but of their own tribe's trust this time? One could probably say "An eye for an eye", but didn't an eye for an eye make the world blind? No time to compensate over old quotes, the tortoiseshell hissed, diving in front of Photo. She took the blow for Showerkissed and growled "You're so disgusting, so very disgusting… You back up a traitor as if they had ever done anything for you. Well news flash, traitors don't care about anything but themselves." And with that, Crystals lashed out with a snarl, aiming to slash Photo's chest.

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    || Collateral Damage || Skulls || First Mate || memory manip, multiple possessions, telepathy || extreme || no kill, capture, or crippling injury || fighting:




    "GET THE HELL OUT OF OUR ALLY'S TERRITORY, FUCKERS!" the second in command of the Skulls snarled, arriving on the scene with his green eyes practically glowing with all three powers he had. His massive serval height was makin' him look awesomely tough, and he was totes ready for battle.




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    [size=13pt]LEON ••• APOTHECARY OF SKULLS ••• HARD ••• NO KILL/CAPTURE [/size]


    [align=center][font=georgia][size=8]"GOOD DAY, DIPSHITS!" the Apothecary shrieked, pelting after Damage. Leon's yellow eyes blazed with fury, his hackles standing on end. He wasn't angry often, but when he was...watch out.


    please put name in orange !

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    "Very much agreed!" The tom hissed, watching as his friend raced in. The first mate was just as strong him, maybe more. Bloodthirsty teeth shown from his smile and he scanned the area. "Who do I go for first?"


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    [img height=300]http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs9…ack_Cat_by_Padfoot121.jpg[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=;background:url(http://www.romsup.com/upload/perfil/250001-260000/259234.jpg); border-width: 0px; height: 50px; width: 211px; overflow: auto][font=fantasy][size=7pt]Apothecary trainee // The Skulls//No Kill// Can Capture// If Attacking Put Name In [color=yellow]yellow...// Don't hurt him to bad xD







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    Azeri caught sight of a snow leopard who was adequately stained with crimison blood and with a quick sniff of the air he knew it wasn't hers. He simultaneously unsheathed thin ivory claws and sped for the biggest fucker there, he jumped in one fluid motion his claws outstretched. Aiming to latch himself on to the back of Hurricane while relying on his small size aiding being light on his feet.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Hurricane was ready, and dodged the attack completely, swiveling and bringing toward the Apothecary a strong blow to the head. "Did you really think you could catch me off guard?" she snarled, a smirk plastered on her face now.


    Prink's RPer then decided to tell Azeri that Hurricane was just an albino she, but decided not to, seeing as she had typed it oh her post just now.


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    With a facepalm to the role players head he sighed sadly, rubbing his noggin wondering how to salvage the situation. Though it was already done with he ignored it and continued his role-playing thang.


    Azeri thought he was in the clear because it had seemed as if Hurricane's attention wasn't entirely focused on anything but her leader and ToMS leader. Seeing that this shit wasn't going to turn out as good as he thought, he tilted his tail in an effort to change direction. His head whipped back as he was struck a blow to his head, repelling backwards and skidding on the ground. Damn. He shook his head fleeing mentally from the pain, but by his earlier actions trying to change directions had helped him with the brunt of the impact.

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    Azeri's amber hued optics followed the albino as she sailed overhead, and a smirked humored that she'd just jump over his head. His body quickly turned to face her because his eyes never leaves his opponent, though his eyes narrowed slightly in disgust. Cocky ass bitch. With his quick reflexes, the sleek black tom jumped back smoothly from the onslaught of attacks his teeth then bared into a snarl. Azeri moved quickly around the albino never staying in the same place for long, and aimed to rake his claws to the side of Hurricane's maw.