know what you're fighting for ( O, PHANTOMCLAN RAID! )

Frostpaw walked up to Danger the newly mad apprenticed seemed incredibly calm and relaxed dipite the fighting "shall we dance as some put it" he unsheathed he claws.

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the blue silver tabby sentinel searched for an opponent.

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[font=georgia][color=black][sub]Danger growled through a tight grin. "I'd love to."
His tail waved behind him as he focused on a place to strike - he surged forward without warning, expression ablaze as he aimed to pin the young apprentice down.

Frostpaw jumped straight up nimbly to dodge the other cat hoping he would land on top of him knocking the breath out of danger.

As much as Vanillapaw's scream compelled him to, Satomcould not rip his attention from Loki, fearing he'd be caught off guard. With a frustrated sigh, Sato felt a brief feeling of relief upon seeing more of his allies begin to surround Loki, and aimed to rake at the High Council Member's chest. As it had been hammered into his mind, he knew not to try and kill Loki; but he wouldn't go easy on the tom for assaulting both Vanillapaw and TidalClan.

With a purposeful slowness the fox made her way onto the battlefield. Blows had already been exchanged, and it seemed there were already one or two bodies on the floor. Tilting her head down slightly, Reyna smirked and accompanied it with a dark chuckle of glee. The smell of blood was invigorating after such a long time, and she was looking forward to spilling some once more. Looking back up again, she narrowed her eyes and surveyed the battlefield for a potential life to extinguish. One or two cats quickly caught her eye, but it looked as if Loki could use her help right now.

Flickering invisible, Reyna easily weaved her way through the mass of scrambling bodies to reach the black cat. Four on one seemed a little unfair. Choosing her target, Reyna made sure to quieten her paw steps as she crouched into a leaping position, and launched herself off of the ground still cloaked towards Dawnguard, her claws also damp with the juices of a herb most vile and twisted, Hemlock Water Dropwort. The slightest cut could cause death, even for a foe such as him.

Wisepelt wrote:

Frostpaw jumped straight up nimbly to dodge the other cat hoping he would land on top of him knocking the breath out of danger.

[font=georgia][color=black][sub]His claws were out and his teeth were bared, but when he couldn't feel his jaws clamping down on flesh he felt confused for a moment - until the realization came to him that he enemy had dodged. He felt the cat latch onto his back and hissed, aiming to counter the move by throwing himself to the side to slip out of his enemy's grasp or disorient them.

Frost paw was thrown off of the other cat and landed on his own side painfully but quickly spun around to get up jumping claws bared towards his opponent hoping he would jump away from his attack so his fient would work

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Tigerpaw's eyes shown in fear, but with a little determination. She would prove to her Clan that she was built for this sort of thing, but she just had to find the right opponent.

(Battle tags in sig, capture able~)
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[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: ; text-align: justify; font-size: 6pt; color: ;][hr]allies of phantomclan bounded in with growls of and low snarls, the tribe of burning eclipse had arrived and was ready to do a little damage. the first to burst into the area was a albino tigress by the name of dollpaw, as she bolted forward she swiped a few npc's out the way with a large heavy paw. her striped coat was painted an array of colors in tribal patterns and feathers were snug behind her ivory ears. piercing blue irises opened wide as she looked for an opponent. seeing tigerpaw, she growled and sped for him, her claws peeled out of their sheathes and aimed a hard blow to his head.

co-temping winter: the apprentice aged ivory tom followed the ex-council member with a broad grin, though he was a bit nervous he still came with everything he had. his fur painted in tribal patterns did he look for an opponent. with a leap he decided frostpaw was his victim, claws outstretched he aimed to dig his claws into her spine and aim a lethal bite.
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The maine-coon hissed fiercely as she lifted a paw, which was quite large for an apprentice, but normal for her breed. tigerpaw aimed for the apprentice's ear, and hoped her sharpened claws would scratch dollpaw's ear.
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[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: ; text-align: justify; font-size: 6pt; color: ;][hr]the tigress sidestepped the foolish maine coon with a tilted smile before once more the albino aimed a hearty smack to tigerpaw's head. this was actually quite fun to the usual happy go lucky apprentice, as she watched the apprentice with a slightly raised brow.

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