BATTLE!

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    Heatherclaw raced out of the warriors den with shock in her eyes. Scratching and biting she quickly tried o depatch a tribe cat from her clanmate. She yowled loudly and fright surged into her bones, "Tigerstripe!Someone!"


    Candyheart jumped out of her nest in yowled after Heatherclaw. Teeth bared she snarled and wanted to rip some cat to shreds. First she would find a worthy opponent she launched herself at a tribe cat a wicked smile on her face.


    Engravings in wood braced himself for an attck when he was bowled over by Candyheart throwing her up with his hind legs he raked his claws across her side. He raced off into the center of battle and began fighting.


    Leaf on oak tree branch yelped but fired back and raced at Spottedbelly. Twisting to one side she managed to leap in the air and land on Spottedbelly's back. Pushing down hard with her claw Leaf dug them into Spottedbelly's shoulders then jumped off and gave a hard bite on her tail.

    OOC:Please don't auto attack my cat.


    IC: Spottedbelly dodged the attack. She stared at the attacker. "Who the heck are you and why are you attacking thunderclan?" She sounded confused.

    OOC// Same here.


    IC: Lionpaw came running into the clearing after his fighting lesson with Timberline. He saw cats fighting and fighting, 'Finally, my first battle!' Lionpaw looked around, trying to find a target for him to attack.

    Stop!
    I said no more posts until Elliefang gets back.
    Anything else beyond this will be deleted.
    Neruka still needs to post with Raven too, so wait for her.

    OOC- OKAY, this is just rude. People, when the STAFF, or even a member of relevance, tells you to stop, you really need to stop. There are some people that need to be in the thread, that aren't here at the moment but are active. I don't know if I should delete ALL of the posts that have been made, so I'm going to lock this thread until it's right to post again, and allow the staff to delete whatever they need to, if they decide they should carry out their warning. And open it when the people who need to catch up come and do or become inactive enough to where it would be fair to continue. I don't mean to be kind of harsh myself, but it is really important to be courteous and think of the other people playing. Especially when they are the leader, or someone who is deeply involved.

    The Tribe leader, Raven looked down at all the cats fighting, she ran into the camp to aid her Tribe, and SunClan. The Tribe looked some-what small, but she knew where the rest were, They were prepared to attack, the elite group of fighters were waiting, waiting for Ravens call.


    Raven then looked at her thunderclan Enemies. "Now!" She said loudly, loud enough to echo atleast. And with her call groups of tribe cats came rushing in.


    NeroVen ran in with his fellow swift-runners, Waiting for attack, and ready for anything.


    ~


    SparklingWaters came rushing into camp, smelling two differnt clans The Tribe? What were they doing here She came in closer hissing at the Tribe cats, waiting for them to attack


    Missngpaw came in, she was at a dissavantage, missing her front paw. She knew she would fight for her clan anyways, no matter what

    I was going to delete posts, but I think I'll just deduct a little freshkill instead.


    So yeah! I didn't deduct from people posting for the first time, but I did from those who posted repeatedly after the staff ruling. That's how it's gonna be if you don't respect staff AND fellow members.


    People joining it for the first time are allowed to post once.

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    Bluepelt ran after Elliefang, raking his claws across her ears, and then prepared for the attack. "leave ThunderClan alone! We'll all protect it with our lives!"


    Elliefang broke of her attack on Rainears and whirled her strikes towards Bluepelt. It was just like ThunderClan cats to interrupt a one on one fight. She felt trickles of blood dripping down her ear. She slashed as hard as she could down Bluepelt's side and tired to find a nice spot to bite down on.


    OOC:...So Yeah I suppose this can be unlocked right?! :-/

    ooc: Yup!


    ic: Timberline fought her gallant best, but the giant black monster cat towered over her. He could've eaten her for lunch if he wanted to. She was like a little kit attacking him, for all that her attacks would matter. "They got a giant mutant cat attacking us over here! Lionpaw if you want to put those battle skills to use in an unusual way you could come help me with him!"


    She danced quickly out of the way to avoid a lethal blow by the serval. "Great Starclan above! What the hell are they feeding these kittypets!"

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    elliefang wrote:

    OOC: Yups! ;D


    IC: Not expecting Rainear to jump Elliefang ran straight into the other warrior. Her head rang from the force of the collision. At least the other warrior probably was in just the same about of pain she hoped. Without missing a beat Elliefang began to swipe at the other warrior.

    Rainears dug her claws into Elliefang's back. The she saw Mudpelt being hit in the face with Elliefang. "Leave my brother alone!" she screeched. Mudpelt didn't know what was happening, all he knew was that the leader of SunClan had hit him straight in the face.

    OOC - Watch the powerplaying, Rainears.


    Sparkstep gnawed on Stark's shoulder digging into the black fur. The servaltom shook himself and tossed the short-legged warrior aside, aiming a swipe at the ThunderClanner's head when he landed. He forgot about Timberline for a moment, and focused his attacks on Sparkstep, who quickly ran away after seeing how big his opponent really was.

    Song of morning dove ran into the clearing, hoping to see some of her tribemates. The tortie she-cat ducked frantically as a cat hurtled towards her.
    OOC: I don't feel like reading everything

    Spottedclaw saw Song of morning dove, letting out an angry hiss he charged towards her. "Get out of Thunderclan territory!!." He snarled.

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    Auburnpaw's tail fluffed out. My first real battle! I'll prove how strong of a warrior I am! She ducked her head down, reading to pounce. Her size was an advantage, or so she thought. She readied her haunches for any warrior or apprentice willing to attack her. Get it together, get it together! She watched the bloodshed, then stared at Spottedclaw and Song of Morning Dove. I'll go for him! She nodded her head, then padded forward, hoping to get a sneak attack.

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    "Fine I will." He snarled unsheating his claws and tackled her. He was not going to let some tribe cats or Sunclan take over his clan. Flicking his ears he heard the faint pawsteps of Auburnpaw behind him. He became aware of her presence so he kept his guard up.

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    Some 'leader' he was, thought Timberline as she was faced with the servaltom's full attention once more. "What's the matter with you all! Murdering us when we did nothing!" She wasn't even tall enough to easily attack his flank, but aimed her claws at the side of his belly.

    Stark growled, whipping his head back around to face Timberline. Just as he was about to strike again, her claws sliced against his belly, and he yelped with surprise as blood began to ooze from the wound. He flinched momentarily before continuing onward, battering downwards with his front paws. Stark didn't want to kill her, and he wouldn't if he didn't have to. He was a warrior, not a murderer.

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    Auburnpaw wriggled her haunches. It was now or never, and she had to fight for her clan. Even if she didn't know what the battle was for. She launched herself in the air with a cry, her claws unsheathed, she aimed to land on Spottedclaw's back.

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    Timberline might have thought that she was above killing these cats. But in her eyes, they were no better than kittypets who'd gotten way too big for their britches. They were not true clan cats at all, but a mockery of clans.


    One of his pawswipes caught her on the side of the head and threw her rolling to the ground. Stunned, she struggled to stand, as her vision was filled with stars.