WHO GETS THE LAST LAUGH NOW?! / SunClan raid one

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  • Xolani swung his head over in Marceline's direction; tearing apart a final rabbit before lunging at her. The caracal aimed to land a heavy blow on the wolf's shoulder, hoping to unbalance her enough to give him an advantage.

  • Hopefrost was taken by surprise as she yelped, a carcal slamming into her side, and she was knocked to the ground. Gasping for air as the femme had the wind kicked out of her, she squirmed, struggling to stand up, but she did it. SHIT. I'm terrible at fighting! The lilac bengal and white icy gazed she-cat growled, but merely blinked as she realized that he was just a cub.


    A Rainbow carcal cub? The hell? Hopey thought, and, claws unsheathed, her neck fur still risen, she meowed. "Why the hell are you in battle?! Your just a cub..." Her trailed, and she took a step back.

  • Wow, he wasn't sure that would work. He stepped back as well and took a deep breath. "Because you guys are hurting my friends," he meowed, frowning sternly. He'd rather make friends than fight though, but he would fight if he had to. "Why're you doing this? It's mean."


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    [justify]oh goody! she was really digging these wings. harvy divebombed the tiger's head, hoping to claw his head and knock him off balance.



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  • Hopefrost sighed. Oh, jeez. "...a RadicalClanner killed one of our clanmates. She was loved by everyone, and important to the Clan. But, I personally think it's stupid that we're attacking and raiding a whole Clan over one cat...but still. Love, I'm sorry. I know it's mean, I really do." She gulped, sympathy slowly crawling into her eyes.


    She sheathed her claws, and sighed. "But my Clan is cross. So am I," But only a little bit. The femme added silently, shuffling her paws. "-look, I'm sorry, love. I really, really am. I hate doing all this, but it's our King's orders, y'know?" She mused lightly, shrugging a bit, her eyes twinkling with the sadness of the memories of Zoeya and her lover's death and how so many of this cats in this Clan would be injured, or worse, perished.


    ( umg, I always feel bad when Clans are going against each other in RP-or even in the books. >u< Hope is open for a MAJOR injury and below, BTW. Nothing too permanent, though. )

  • " Oh... I hope she comes back. Mama says sometimes the dead can come back," Cae nodded, his wide navy-violet eyes misting over with sadness. She must have been really special for SunClan to want a war over her death.


    The cub was silent then for a moment, thinking. "I understand being angry, but destroying these herbs'll hurt a lot of people who had nothing to do with your friend's death," he said. It would have been far better for everyone if they could just talk it all out. Surely some middle ground could be reached, at the very least. "You seem nice, so I don't want to fight you. But if you try to destroy any more herbs I'm gonna have to... I'm not a RadicalClanner, but these people were really nice to let me stay here for a while. And I promised that while I'm here I'll help them... I can't condone the murder of your Clanmate, but I also can't allow these herbs to be destroyed. Two wrongs never make a right."

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    She sighed, dipping her head in defeat. "I understand, love. But, just to put it out there, someone with flower print can always grow back all of these herbs." She mewed, and smiled a bit. She liked this particular rainbow carcal. He was sweet, and brave. "I know that you probably won't listen to me, but you should really stay out of fights, unless your desperately needed in them." She advised, slipping out of the medicine den. What was she gonna do now?


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  • Cain slipped into the medicine den and grabbed a bunch if herbs and began to shred them and chuck them away to god knows where. She broke all theses jar glasses and raided a fresh kill pile that was in the medic den.

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    Oh, sure, everything made so much sense. Blood spurt from his stomach. Thankfully, the wound was but shallow as the leopard retreated straight away for a dive-bomb. He ducked but felt claws ripping through his fur as he side-stepped. The tiger aimed to catch one of her hindquarters in the air and throw her to the hard-packed earth judo style.



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    As Hope walked away, she noticed Chloe racing towards the cub. "Wait, Chloe! Stop!" She called out, furrowing her eyebrows. Okay, shit. She was obviously going to be accused of her loyalty to the Clan, but still...that cub was just a...well, he was just a cub. A child.


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  • He smiled cheerily, despite being surrounded by fighting animals. Hopefrost was so nice, being concerned for him and all. She reminded him a lot of his mother. "Ok, miss, thank yo-" he started to say, only to be thrown back suddenly into a bush, his voice breaking off as the wind was knocked out of him.

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    ( bump. I'm off to bed. Night! )


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