we win bitches || MEETING, SCARCLAN ANNOUNCES TAKE OVER

Rabbitkit watched the scene unfold, confusion embedded in her gaze. What were those strange cats doing in Calmstar's place? Why were they yelling at her friends? Rabbitkit felt several emotions ensue in her tiny body. Fright, being the first one. Calmstar was gone, Cincerpelt was unconscious, all of their leads were basically gone. And who had done it? These strange cats! Rabbitkit small and insecure, she shrunk back against the grizzly ScarClanners pressing her brown tabby pelt against Sym.

Sym stood bold next to the kitten who he had dedicated his life to, a wing wrapped around her tiny marred body to protect her. Although he was frightened as well, he refused to show it, for her sake and anyone else's sake. They'd already Seen their deputies crumble, but their warriors wouldn't follow. Sym glared at the ScarClanners, keeping a distance from them.

"Stay strong Windclan, don't let them have the satisfaction of your anger or pain."

Eternalrapture found herself conflicted at hearing their High positions had been taken. "Three high positions..." Eternalrapture knew her thoughts were treason... But... What would the anti-clans make them do? Fight the other cats. Kill others. So many more would die. Dozens upon dozens of dead bodies... Should the lives of three really take precedence over that?

Eternalrapture knew she had to speak. Even if it meant the worst. "Everyone... What do you think they'll make us do? They'll make us fight the other clans. Our fellows in arms. We will die. Our fellow clans will die. The lives of more than three are at stake. The very future of our clan is at stake." Most of them were on a united front against the anti-clans, too.

"The ones at stake are high positions, but our lives have value too. This is a time of war, they knew what they were getting into when they signed up. I don't know about you, but I would rather die defending the clan I love than help kill the other clans. We may be divided in name, but we are united against them."

Sym nodded at Eternalrapture, agreeing with her. He valued Rabbitkit's life a lot.

"Taking over a Clan is an action of a coward, we all know you didn't want to poke fun at Windclan, you wanted to expand your kingdom. Why? Because you're insecure with your numbers."

Sym advocated, beady eyes glaring at the cat like sharp daggers.

"Besides, you wouldn't kill those high positions you have under your claws, you'd loose the fear you have that's keeping the Windclanners at bay, they'd be replaced with anger and you'd have yourselves a rebelling Clan. I'd say you have poor management skills, no wonder your Clan is so damn corrupted."

… She did not care if this Scarclan trainee had never heard of her… This was indeed the tragedy of the modern world that they lived in. Not even the clans had elders nowadays, cats didn't make it to live that long… And anti-clans had none at all… So how was a mere trainee to know that she had once been the Riverclan deputy? Once upon a time… But that was a long time ago.

"Yes." Said Eternalrapture to Driftedwander. If she were in the same position… She herself would say no less. Not even her life was worth the death toll that would come from this. And there would be a mighty one indeed. Eternalrapture looked up at the trainee of Scarclan, pure ice in her eyes. She would not strike without her clan by her side… This was their decision as well as their own. "I don't say this out of ambition."

At this moment Eternalrapture truly believed that the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few. The lives of hundreds were on the line. Compared to that, three cats? No matter their station… They couldn't allow this to pass. This was the very definition of sacrifice.

"I say this not because its the easy thing to do, but because its the right thing to do."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][sub] "Shut the fuck up and come down here you bitch," Forevergone hissed, ears pulling back as she growled at Anuka. "See how long you last before someone tears your throat out." Obviously, the chocolate tabby wished for that do be her doing. She didn't take kindly to these kind of people. Her tail flicked at Eternalrapture's words, and a minuscule movement of her head formed a tiny nod.

"We already killed your leader we'll kill the rest if we have to." Virtute mewed with a flick of his tail before looking up at Anuka. "We don't really care, your disobedience will just make their torture worse."

"You're Clan killed one cat. Don't just go around assuming you can kill all of us because you killed our leader, we can still stand on our own."

Sym screeched, shoving Rabbitkit to his side. She shivered under his touch, looking at the ScarClan leader with big icey blue eyes. The scar as the shape of a cross on her pelt distorted as she twisted under his grip, wanting to understand the situation more. Sym didn't let go.

"You've tried over and over to take over us. You anti-clans have been at this for years…" Eternalrapture was struck with an idea. Then another… She liked her second idea better. "You can't possibly kill all of us, not even a portion." Eternalrapture would wait, wait until she had the support of more of her clan mates. Then she would act on her plan. "Besides, I would rather die defending my clan mates and my fellow clans than attack those which have stood by us so strongly over all these moons."

So far everyone was agreeing with her… This was good. They saw reason. And the anti-clans saw their own blood lust and hatred. Like they always would.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][sub] ooc: sure (: all or certain ones? if certain ones, which? questionnaire time yeah //shot

ic: "Kill one more and your dead meat." Forevergone curved her back as her fur rose, and her white forepaws flashed as her claws unsheathed. "I don't care for a history lesson," she added with a snarl, "but you know this won't last. So enjoy your time up there, because it will soon be over."

"Then I'd be happy to give you that death." Virtute growled, the jaglion ready and willing to claw up anyone, they could probably sew'em back together and make puppets out of'em. The issue with trying to guilt them into caring about hteir actions was that, they didn't care, at least Virtute - he cared nothing for honor, or anything like that, he honestly just found it fun.

"We'd be happy to return the damn favour."

Sym screeched at that jaglion. The golden eagle picked himself up from the ground floating into the air, extensively sized wings flashing golden at the earth bound lion. Sym managed to land right next to Eternalrapture his beady black sewn onto the ScarClanner.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][sub] ooc: now to try to rp this out ID

ic: One second Forevergone was standing with her teeth bared, hatred bubbling over, and the next her mind went blank. Empty. Everything she used to know, gone. All she knew was that, by the shouts of those cats around her, something was going on. Something bad. What it was exactly, she had no idea. However, her claws did retract, and the tabby ended up lowering her tail, naturally becoming nervous and timid.