i want to see your heart bleed || WINDCLAN REBELS

The SunClanner arrived with wide eyes as he looked around at the carnage before him still increasing with time. This would be the golden labrador's for clan battle, excluding the raid they had had from BloodClan, sp he was eager to get going, especially since he had a motive. With his adoptive son captured by BloodClan, Merlin would be fighting tooth and claw to get him back. Looking around now, he attempted to spot the sickening white of the serval accompanying the name Jace Ecuador.

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid white; width: 200px; height: 267px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=black][size=8]ooc ; What side is Merlin on? ic ; [/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 3px solid white; height: 50px; width: 400px; overflow: auto;][align=center][color=black][size=8]16 MOONS // RIVERCLAN // WARRIOR
invisibility, telepathy, absorbing spirits (1/9)
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Bramblemask | Femme | RiverClan | Warrior | Hard | Put name in [color=#00FFFF]#00FFFF if attacking.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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ooc: ally of WindClan so on their side

twb

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 3px solid white; height: 50px; width: 400px; overflow: auto;][align=center][color=black][size=8]16 MOONS // RIVERCLAN // WARRIOR
invisibility, telepathy, absorbing spirits (1/9)
BATTLE TAGS
Bramblemask | Femme | RiverClan | Warrior | Hard | Put name in [color=#00FFFF]#00FFFF if attacking.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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BENEDICT! wrote:

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; width: 325px; height: 400px; font-size: 8pt; overflow: auto; height: 190px][align=center]Benedict Shit, bugger, and fuck. He spotted two of his daughters besieged by BloodClanners and a low growl came from his throat. Citypaw happened to be the nearest so the white serval launched himself at Breakdance, aiming to slam his paws down on the ScarClanners and stun her. In truth, he had never killed someone before (outside of himself, but that was another story for another day), though he had seen plenty of corpses. However, this was his family. He would do anything for them. Benedict then hoped to slash his fangs across the ScarClanner's throat. art (c) alicexz@deviantart - template (c) monster - #benedict

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Letting her invisibility wear off, the black-pelted advisor allowed a grin on her battle-scarred muzzle. You could say it was Game On.

Her super senses gave her a warning at the last minute as Breakdance ducked and darted to the side on quick little paws. Being small was a disadvantage, but atleast she was light. Her volcanic amber eyes shone with concentration as she stepped cautiously to the right before darting to the left and towards him, flashing out a paw with unsheathed claws as she hoped she would rake across his face - mainly targeting for the eyes as they were a sensitive area but would cause minor damage. After she once again ducked down to a low height and shot forward, using her signature strength in battle - speed.

Breakdance attempted to knock him off his balance and make his head slam into the floor. Then, after her attempted move, she rolled into a defensive position, muscles braced.

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Detective // Warrior // WindClan // Hard, focusing more on stealth and brains // Invisibility and multiple lives // Put name in BEIGE if interacting or attacking // Fighting: No one.

The Thunderclanner was a little late, yes, but he was on the battlefield anyways. Quickly, he searched the field for an opponent.

/late tracker jacker.

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[size=7pt][color=black]★★ The gifted and foxy Magpiepaw flew into action. Not literally, but she had journeyed with the RiverClanners to WindClan to help fight. She reared up and bucked, a signal, as if to tell any mother fucking Scarclanner to fucking come at her.

[Look in siggy for battletags C:]

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid white; width: 200px; height: 267px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=black][size=8]ooc ; ic ; Bramblemask rolled her eyes at her friend's theatrics. "Magpie, really?" she sighed.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 3px solid white; height: 50px; width: 400px; overflow: auto;][align=center][color=black][size=8]16 MOONS // RIVERCLAN // WARRIOR
invisibility, telepathy, absorbing spirits (1/9)
BATTLE TAGS
Bramblemask | Femme | RiverClan | Warrior | Hard | Put name in [color=#00FFFF]#00FFFF if attacking.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=gray]template by mayday

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[size=7pt][color=black]★★ [GET PRINCEPAW IN HEREEEEE]

Magpiepaw got out of battle mode for a second, looked at Bramble, winked and said, "Really." She got back into position, crouching her smirking head low.

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★★ Magpiepaw let out a majestic battle cry, one that no one would simply forget. "LEAVE WINDCLAN ALONE!" She yowled, flinging herself onto [color=#ffcc00]Musica.

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★★ Magpiepaw scoffed, standing over the cowering serval. She looked down at her own belly. She, too, was very much pregnant. But she wasn't a pussy about it, was she? Then again, she had to cut Musica some slack. "Then leave." Her voice was loud, like thunder. And it was harsh, non-joking and stern. She had never sounded this way before. "Leave WindClan and never return."

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She growled as the brainwaves hit her. She may have forgotten how to fight now, but she was still mad. Then, she flicked on her different powers. When she got to the Sight she saw the purple aura Breakdance was emitting and instantly knew what it was- But how would she stop it?

[justify]^{the chocolate calico tom stood at the edge of the battlefield, watching his clanmates die and fight. he didn't want to do that; he was a free person, and personally, scarclan was the best thing that had ever happened to the clan. the scarclanners may be big and scary (including that deputy tiger, with the mangled jaw?) but they had hearts. and they were very good in combat. he surged forward suddenly, aiming to slash his tiny trainee claws against breakdances muzzle}[/justify]