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

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    Thorn put Watcher down, her tone firm. "Listen to me, you need to stay here. Mom and dad are going to go fight, okay?" Without an answer she raced off back to the fight. She didn't even notice Cal.

    Alright thank you!


    Everafter had her claws unsheathed and digging into the ground, her long tail lashed and her eyes bursted with laughter, Stonefoot thought he could simply win this battle? PAH! He thought wrong

    Callingstorm saw that Stonefoot was coming for his face. He tried to to dig under into his fur to block the blow, but he wasn't quite in time for the blocking.

    OOC: I'm back
    IC: Stonefoot watched Callingstorm fall back but he was distracted. Ashclan had killed many warriors of the rogue clan, and their bodies littered the ground around the camp. He spent a few seconds taking in the scene.

    Callingstorm waited for another blow, but when it never came, he thought that it was the perfect moment for him to strike. He got to his three legs and lunged at Stoenfoot, claws extended.

    Now Stonefoot fell back onto his back and hissed. He clawed to keep Callingstorm away, and tried to kick him with his back legs.

    Callingstorm hissed at Stonefoot. Something inside of him told him to back down. He growled and tried to push it back. He got into Stonefoot's face and snarled. "What are you really doing here, Stonefoot?" he snarled.

    "I'm here," growled Stonefoot, "To take everything from you. Like you did to me. You took the camp from my clan and killed my mate. Time for you to get a taste of your own medicine."

    Callingstorm snickered. "Get out, Stonefoot!" he growled with a chuckle, getting off of the warrior. He turned his back, expecting Stonefoot to come at him. "You have to learn to take your own medicine before you give it to some other cat." he mewed.

    Stonefoot, hurt from all the attacks, decided to take the advice.
    "Fine. But I'll be back later. And I'll win next time." he said, turning to leave.

    Callingstorm smiled and called after Stonefoot. "Next time, come back with a reason to attack us, Stonefoot. I won't have you barging in on Bluescar's camp and killing off our cats, understand?" he turned to face the warrior of EagleClan. His eyes were serious.

    Callingstorm ignored him. He could tell the warrior was trying to get on his nerves, but he wasn't going to allow that. "Just go back to your crummy old Clan, where you'll mold in your misery for the rest of your useless life." he mewed sharply.

    [color=black]Thorn padded up behind Callingstorm, and she lightly drew her tail down his spine in a comforting way. The look on her face was serious, telling him she had important information. ((On 3DS, rushed.))

    Callingstorm looked over at her and smiled, but when he saw the serious face, he frowned. He wasn't sure if it was something bad or good. "And what's the important news, my lady?" he asked her.

    Cal frowned, then looked back at Watcher. He didn't like kits... they were annoying, but necessary he supposed. And since it was Thorn's, he felt a deeper urge to keep it safe. He waited until the clanners had left before relaxing his guard. He watched Callingstorm enviously as the she-cat practically rubbed up against him... a low growl rumbled in his throat, but barely audible to anyone but himself. He heard her news, considering how loudly she'd spoken... Cal turned without a word and ran out into the forest.
    ((He's pulling a Snape kind of... or going to, when the kits are here))


    Tragedy waved a paw after the retreating foes. "Buh bye now!" she hooted, flicking her tail happily. She turned back towards her brother and "sister". "Idiots," she muttered, referring to the clanners. "Good riddance."

    Callingstorm's face went from a frown to the largest smile he had ever put on since he was a kit in EagleClan with Barkkit and Reedkit. "Kits? Our kits? That's wonderful news! I'm going to be a father!" she yelped with excited. That was probably the most unprofessional thing he had ever done in his life.