Bluescar's Army (Rouge Thread For Eagle Clan!) NOW OPEN

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    Callingstorm nodded thinking through it. "Very interesting. I think it may work, but you realize that it would be risky on your and Tiger's part." he mewed.

    [font=georgia][color=limegreen]Watcher screwed up his face for a moment. "We could go a few days before the moonless night, gain their trust, and then attack." He suggested. "They can't attack us if we make ourselves very skinny, raggedy, and dirty looking. We could also be foul smelling..." He trailed off, ideas whirling around his brain.

    [font=georgia][color=limegreen]"Thanks!" His whole face seemed to glow with happiness. "Do you think it'll work? Maybe Bluescar would approve of it if you tell him too!" He sounded excited.

    Twelve cats plus Stonefoot enter the rogues camp, ready for a fight. Stonefoot speaks up.
    "Cats of Ashclan! Destroy them all! And find Callingstorm and bring him here to me!" he shouts, and the cats spread out.

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    ~Ooc~


    ~Ic~
    hawkripper ants to join!
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    OOC: Hawkripper's still EagleClan right? (It doesn't matter if she's still EagleClan and joins in)


    IC: Callingstorm rubbed his tail against Watcher and smiled. "I'm sure Bluescar will be happy to use that one day." he smiled. His fur bristled, when he smelled a strange scent nearby.

    Watcher's smile was huge, then it faded. "What is that?" His fur started to bristle and he barred his teeth at the shadows. "Callingstorm, it smells like Eagleclan."

    Callingstorm thought for a moment. It smelled mixed. Yes, he could smell EagleClan, but there was another scent with it. Recruits? Allies? "Watcher, get Thorn, but stay clear of any cats in this area, do you understand me?" he ordered trying to protect him from whatever was coming.

    "I'll get mom, but I want to fight!" Watcher yelled, racing over to the den. He quickly motioned for Thorn to follow him, and raced off back to Callingstorm, Thorn on his heels.


    "Callingstorm... What's going on?" Thorn murmured, frowning.

    "Not entirely sure, but I think EagleClan wants a little revenge," Callingstorm told her. He then started to snicker and added, "but are too weak to fight alone." he snickered and then looked over at his son. "You'll fight, Watcher, you'll fight along your mother and I's side." he smiled down at him.

    Cal scented the threat as well and his ears pinned back. He didn't care who followed, if anyone followed, none of that. The dark grey tom's eyes narrowed and his tail lashed. "Come and get us," he growled quietly, more to himself than to the incoming threat.


    Tragedy looked over at Callingstorm. "What's the matter?" she growled. "Cat got your tongue?" she giggled at her own joke, never taking the possibility of a fight seriously. "Just a bunch of eagleclan-mousebrains," she said, rolling her eyes as if it was obvious.

    "Yay!" Watcher squealed, then made himself calm down. He stood beside his mother, smiling broadly.


    Thorn flattened her ears. "Here we go... Again... It only smells like a few Eagleclanners... Only like two or three." She murmured.

    Callingstorm cracked a smile for his sister. "Mousebrains? I wouldn't even give them the pleasure of being called a mouse! More like dust too me." he joked.

    Stonefoot, lurking in the shadows, charged at Tragedy. He really wanted to get at Callingstorm, but he would have to go through her.

    Tragedy laughed with her brother, a truly malicious tone even ringing through in her happiness. A whiff hit her nostrils and she turned in time to see Stonefoot almost upon her. "Well looky here!" she screeched happily, her claws unsheathing as she turned to him and let him charge into her. She dug her claws in. "Welcome to your demise!" she cackled.

    Callingstorm looked over as Stonefoot attacked Tragedy. "Stonefoot, good to see you again." he said. "How's your mate? Bleeding in the nursery, I assume?" he mocked.

    Stonefoot left his friends Rocky and Hawkeye to fight Tragedy, and kept running to face Callingstorm.
    "You killed my mate." He growled. "Time for me to return the favor."
    He leapt at Callingstorm's neck.