ELLEN IS DEAD. (open)

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  • "Because Ellen didn't want Sabretooth to be deputy!" loudly yowled Hardclaw at Saffron. "Sabretooth wanted Sabretooth to be deputy! And those cats who helped him are his biggest supporters!"

  • [size=9pt]Damon growled. "I respect Sabretooth just as much as you, their would be no reason for me to help him kill Ellen!"[/size]

  • "It won't do any good if we keep on spatting at each other like this." Blazeheart told Hardclaw. "There's no actual proof that Ellen wanted Sabretooth to be leader." He wasn't sure about if Ellen really did say that, but mere words can't prove that they are telling the truth.

  • "Your lying!And none of his supporters killed Ellen, nor did Damon or the others!" Saffron shouted at Hardclaw, right in front of his face.He wanted attack the warrior, but he'd known better.He growled,not too pleased how this was all going.He knew Sabretooth would never kill his leader.

  • "How else would you explain this, then?" roared Hardclaw. "Go follow the scent trail! You would arrive at the same consensus as we did!" He bared his teeth at the younger cat. Not even his mother could hold him back from a fight if it came to this.

  • "Let's just calm down here." Cookiepaw muttered, although her flames were still burning fiercely. "We would never lie to Sunclan. Not on our lives. Sabretooth wants to be deputy. It's simple. Them just saying that Ellen told them is no proof. Show us proof that Ellen told Sabretooth to be deputy, besides the little party."

  • Saffron couldn't control the anger that burned inside him.The kit lunged his claws at the warrior's face."I will never believe that Sabretooth would kill Ellen!He would never do that and I know it!" he said after he lunged towards Hardclaw.

  • Oh, there would be proof of the five's guilt.


    Philadelphia, leader of Blackheart Rogue, stalked towards the camp alongside her son - who preferred to be called Suffolk by enemy cats, though in reality he was Staunton. It was a pseudonym that he and his mom had agreed on.
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    Speaking of Staunton, his blue eyes watched the camp entrance ahead. His scent had been the one Blackheart Rogue scent that was with Sabretooth's and the others. And as he looked back at the raiding party of at least ten cats, he inwardly nodded to the goal of this attack. They would launch a small yet direct raid, target specific cats, and flee when they needed to. And he would be the first one; he had something special he had in mind.


    They wouldn't attack yet. Not until cats came out to defend against them, or more of their own cats came. "Alright," he whispered softly. "I want you to all mostly target Flamewing and Mufasa; if they are dead then the medicine cats would have to be in charge." Now, if those two actually were killed or run out it would be a minor miracle, but as long as they caused some damage to the group. "And if you must flee, don't flee directly back to our territory. There is such a thing as leading our enemy to our own camp."
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    Dahlgren was close behind Philadelphia. He was excited for this! His teeth bared, and his tail swished from side to side.
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    Roanoke, a Blackheart Trainee, pricked his ears, remaining quiet. He wasn't as serious about his antiClan position as the others - he wasn't a serious cat, period - but he had his loyalties to his group.
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    Hardclaw hissed, aiming a cuff to the head of Saffron. "But Sabretooth did!" he yowled.
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    Staunton's head shot up. Never mind waiting; now was the perfect time! "Blackheart Rogue and allies, attack!" he hissed lowly, he and the three other cats breaking into camp. There had to be the first few to enter; and they would be having allies helping soon.


    OOC: Staunton (will be known as Suffolk to Clan cats) - Very hard BHR Blackheart - Open
    Philadelphia - Very hard BHR leader - Open
    Dahlgren - Medium BHR Blackheart - Open
    Roanoke - Medium-easy BHR Blackheart Trainee - Open


  • Shock registered when the Blackhearts entered; then came rage. This was proof that something was wrong with Sabretooth! Ryo snarled, and leaped for the nearest Blackheart -- Roanoke. There were no intricate battle maneuvers here; a successful leap would land Ryo squarely on the other tom's back.

  • OOC: Staunton (will be known as Suffolk to Clan cats) - Very hard BHR Blackheart - Open
    Philadelphia - Very hard BHR leader - Open
    Dahlgren - Medium BHR Blackheart - Open, Flamewing
    Roanoke - Medium-easy BHR Blackheart Trainee - Ryo


    Staunton was a part of this plot, and Philadelphia knew about this, so BHR would have reason to be attacking and know of Ellen's death as a FYI to the rest of you. ^^


    IC: Flamewing let out a hiss, her fur bristling. The small she-cat's green eyes lit up. Never mind if there were only a few cats; she recognized the Blackheart Rogue scent and knew them to be a very large group with many allies. "Attack!"
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    Hardclaw shot a furious glare at the intruders. "And what do you think about Death Pride killing Ellen now?" he sneered, backing away.
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    Misora widened her blue eyes. She had wanted to meet up with these cats before, but when they were attacking....


    The blue ticked tabby leaped to her paws, glaring down the intruders. "You're outnumbered!" she hissed.
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    Dahlgren glared around, looking for one of the two deputies, as were orders. He grinned as he spotted Flamewing, though he could see Misora out of the corner of his eye. Aw, what a shame, they'd have to hurt a pretty little thing like her. Either way, he had a target, and that was Flamewing, one of the two deputies.


    He leaped for her, barreling her over with his larger frame.
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    Fleetingthunder let out a snarl, lunging for Tigerstar. "I thought we told you to leave!"
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    Roanoke let out a yowl, then he rolled with the blow, trying to dislodge Ryo from his back.

  • [size=9pt]Damon immediately took the side, ears pinned to his skull as he witnessed what was before him. What was he going to do? [/size]


  • Ryo snarled in frustration and fought to stay on, attempting to dig his claws deeper into Roanoke's back for a better purchase.

  • { Cookiepaw - Easy Sunclan apprentice - Open!
    Kaiten - Medium Blackheart Rogue - Open!
    Yaluka - Treater Trainee - Open for treating! }


    Cookiepaw's eyes widened. An ambush? "This is proof! They were trying to attack at our weakness point! We were right! Sabretooth did kill Ellen!" The apprentice grinned, feeling all giddy and happy now. Then, a frown appeared. Whoa. They were being attacked!


    Kaiten slinked forward, blue eyes gleaming for blood. The brown tabby glanced around, keeping her structure tall and firm.


    Yaluka was the last to arrive, carrying the most common herbs to heal wounds, since she couldn't bring them all. She set a tiny little area near the entrance of the camp.

  • [size=9pt]ooc: Tigerstar, please remember to not powerplay. Your character can attempt to do something, but it's the other character that decides how the attack is handled. If you have any questions feel free to pm me.


    ic: Seeing as this would be the best time if any to show his clan otherwise of what they've mistaken him for, Damon had the distinctive urge to go ahead and attack. However, he was only 7 moons old, could he really take on an anti-clan this large? Shoving the thought to the side, the tom sprinted forth, searching for an easy target at most.[/size]

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  • OOC: Staunton (will be known as Suffolk to Clan cats) - Very hard BHR Blackheart - Open
    Philadelphia - Very hard BHR leader - Open
    Dahlgren - Medium BHR Blackheart - Open, Flamewing
    Roanoke - Medium-easy BHR Blackheart Trainee - Ryo


    IC: "Target the current deputies!" yowled Dahlgren, latching onto Flamewing.
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    Fleetingthunder aimed a cuff for the back of Tigerstar's head, trying to knock her out.

  • { Cookiepaw - Easy Sunclan apprentice - Open!
    Kaiten - Medium Blackheart Rogue - Open!
    Yaluka - Treater Trainee - Open for treating! }


    IC; Cookiepaw plopped herself on the ground, hissing and spitting every now and then.


    Kaiten's eyes gleamed, searching for a hopeless kittypet to attack.


    Yaluka kept herself hidden, as well as her herbs, away from the battle. She herself didn't want to get killed.

  • Painpaw wasn't at the scene anymore.


    The tortie she-cat was running-well, hobbling quickly-through the fields of grass stretching out around SunClan territory. Stupid SunClanners...unravelling their plan...stupid her, with her guilt making her flee so she wouldn't accidentally expose it. Her Twolegs had moved away a long time ago. But maybe they were somewhere here.


    Painpaw had half a mind to return and admit her guilt. But she wasn't sure how well that would end, seeing as both them and Sabretooth would hate her for it.