Waifclan | Semi-Advanced | Territory RP

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    IC: Coldgaze sighed and picked her up again, ignoring her protests as he made his way back to camp, blood oozing from his ear.


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    "No matter how hard things get, I'll always give it every last breath to help protect my clan."
    Bramblestrike; Ashclan
    "Hawkfrost! I ... I didn't want this."
    Brambleclaw; Thunderclan
    "We will meet again, my brother. This is not over yet."
    Hawkfrost; Riverclan/Dark Forest
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    Now I don't believe men are born to be killers.
    I dont believe the world can't be saved.
    How did you get here and when did it start?
    An innocent child, with a thorn in his heart.
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    The she-cat opened her mouth to answer Blazerun, only to be picked up by Coldgaze once more. She squirmed off of his back and turned to his at him. "You pick me up one more time and I'll rip you to shreds, injured or not." Littlemouse flexed her claws and looked back at Blazerun, growling. Though she wasn't mad at him or anyone else, she was just taking her anger out on them because they were the only ones around. "Hunting mishap. I fell out of the tree." She flicked her tail angrily, not in the mood to stand around and chit-chat. She was in pain and wanted something to make it all stop.




    "Silvermoon's returned to camp; if you can get there, he will treat you." Turning to Coldgaze and Jaggedpelt, he sighed. "You two, go with her. Make sure nothing happens," he requested, watching as the small group began to disappear into the trees. Heaving once more with another sigh, he flicked his tail, turning around and bounding away into the trees. This time he needed to follow Clawscrape's and Mudnose's trail correctly.

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    IC: Coldgaze rounded on her and snarled. "DON'T threaten me because YOU couldn't take care of yourself. There's a reason warriors don't fight me anymore. Those who did were never the same. I won't stick my neck out for you to slash at. See if I show you kindness again." With that, he started off to camp.


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    "No matter how hard things get, I'll always give it every last breath to help protect my clan."
    Bramblestrike; Ashclan
    "Hawkfrost! I ... I didn't want this."
    Brambleclaw; Thunderclan
    "We will meet again, my brother. This is not over yet."
    Hawkfrost; Riverclan/Dark Forest
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    Now I don't believe men are born to be killers.
    I dont believe the world can't be saved.
    How did you get here and when did it start?
    An innocent child, with a thorn in his heart.
    World So Cold, 12 Stones
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    Blazerun sighed ever so quietly when he peeked through a clump of bushes, hiding his fur and scent in the smell of bright blue berries. He could see two figures arguing in front of him, there voices echoing in the small clearing they were standing in. "-if we do it this way, we won't get caught. No one will hear her and we can come back as clean as a river," he heard Mudnose snap, his voice indignantly rising over Clawscrape's. So they are plotting against Shatteredstar! Backing away from the clearing, he turned around and bolted as fast as he could to camp.

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    With a swish of his tail the tom glared at the she-cat. It wasn't like he was really concerned with her condition, he couldn't have cared at all if she bled to death in the forest, but there was no reason for her to bite his head off when all he had done was ask a simple question. He glared at Littlemouse. He opened his maw to snap at her but froze, his ears angling back as he heard someone approaching. Now what?


    Turning his head he saw Blazerun crash through the trees, looking thoroughly embarrassed with himself. The tom scoffed and sat down. This was becoming one crazy party that he really didn't want to be any part of. But he stayed and listened for a moment. A hunting accident? Again Jaggedpelt scoffed, giving himself a shake. Like that was any surprise. While the females were the ones who did the hunting, their skills were always questionable to him. Especially when they didn't think and tried to chase prey up a tree. It was a mouse-brained idea. No wonder they called her Littlemouse.


    Jaggedpelt pushed himself to his paws, turning to leave as he felt he had stayed there long enough, but stopped when Blazerun ordered him and Coldgaze to escort Littlemouse back to camp. He turned his head and glared at the tom as he turned and ran off. Why did he have to help? Sure he didn't have anything else to do but it was her own fault for getting hurt in the first place. But he didn't have any chance to argue as Blazerun was gone. The tabby flexed his claws. If Blazerun really thought he could go around giving orders like that, he was going to find himself in a heap of trouble.


    Standing back he watched as Coldgaze tried to carry the she-cat back to camp only for her to continue to reject his help. Lovely. This was just going to be one big headache. Jaggedpelt followed from behind, not uttering a single word as he brooded over how the day was turning out, trying to block out the bickering of the other two. When they reached the camp and Littlemouse slipped inside, he turned with a flick of his tail and walked away. If Silvermoon was back it meant that Shatteredstar had also returned, and he still didn't want to have to deal with a she-cat playing leader.
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    Curiosity was often said to kill felines. Everyone knows that good old catchphrase. But what you don't hear is the second part of it: satisfaction brought it back. And that was an accurate way to describe Nelix's journey. You see, she had been chasing a little plump bird all around the forest. At this point, she wasn't doing it because she was hungry. She was simply bored!
    But the bird was well aware of it's predator - it would have flown away but it's wing was bent. This made Nelix feel pity for the dumb thing in feathers. So, when she did get it cornered, she killed it quickly and ate it even faster - I saved it trouble. Would have died by something else with a wing that broken, she thought, giving herself a quick wash. When her mouth was opened, all of these completely foreign scents started to fill her head, making her sort of dizzy. It was... a cat? No, it was definitely an animal though. And she was almost positive they were felines but ... it was such a strange scent. She couldn't be one hundred percent sure. But she did know that, whatever it was, there were many of them.
    And so, Nelix padded further into this foreign territory, completely intrigued by the new scents and sights. Her ears were high, eyes wide and alert. Sure, she was excited to see new things but she was on guard, just in case these strange animals decided to attack.


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    The day was barely half over and already it had turned into one big mess. All night and morning the Clan had been in an uproar, every cat gossiping about their new leader. Getting any sleep had been difficult. Then he just had to stumble across Littlemouse and Coldgaze, getting orders barked at him by Blazerun. All he wanted was some piece and quiet, maybe even a good fight to give him a chance to take his frustrations out on someone. But Shatteredstar was soft-hearted, just like the new deputy. If the other Clans in the area found out they would be asking for some of Waifclan's territory, and Jaggedpelt didn't doubt that Shatteredstar would hand it over by the pawful, all to avoid confrontations.


    The thought made the tom's blood boil. He would die in battle before giving up even a single pawstep of his territory. Jaggedpelt gave himself a shake before storming off, moving further and further away from the camp. Silvermoon had made a mistake, let his feelings get the best of him when he had announced Shatteredstar to be the next leader. Everyone had known that the old tom had watched over the she-cat from when she was just a kit. He had gotten attached and had seen his chance to make her seem worth more than she was. There was no way Starclan would have approved such a disgrace to run a Clan. It was impossible.


    Being lost in his frustrations Jaggedpelt wasn't paying attention to where he was going, but he had walked the territory so many times his paws knew just where to place themselves. He could have walked for days without looking up from the ground and he would have never run into a tree or stumbled, and he probably would have if it weren't for the fact that he wandered across a strange scent. Instantly the warrior froze, his ears lifting as he sniffed the air. It was definitely a cat, a female one at that. His tail swished behind him and he gave the air another sniff. They were alone and had passed through the area not too long ago. Given by the strength of the scent he guessed they had been there maybe minutes before him.


    Narrowing his eyes Jaggedpelt lowered his head, sniffing at the ground to determine which way they had gone. Once he had the direction he followed it. They were upwind of him, their scent being carried straight toward him. This was perfect; they would never know he was tailing them. He moved slowly, his paws stepping lightly on the ground. Not even a mouse would have heard him approaching until he was on top of it. Moving slowly, almost painfully slow, he followed the scent. It was growing stronger with each passing second and soon he saw them. A black she-cat wandering through the forest. The fur along his spine bristled as he thought of an enemy cat being on his territory. It was an outrage!


    Without any warning, he leaped forward and bowled the cat over, knocking her to the ground. Jaggedpelt gave out a growl, his back arched as he towered over the stranger. They didn't smell of any of their neighboring Clans but that didn't mean he could let his guard down for a second. Even if she was just a pathetic she-cat. "Who are you and what are you doing in Waifclan's territory?" he demanded, his size nearly double the norm. He took a step toward her, his claws catching the light of the sun. "Answer me!"
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    NELIX// OUTSIDE CAT// 18 MOONS// FEMALE


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    It was weird. She knew that she was about to get attacked but.. She couldn't exactly stop it. Her body hit the hard ground, knocking the air right out of her lungs. The frame of her body... Not small, not big. Medium, but more on the petite side. So, when this muscular cat was towering over her, the first instinct was to flee from the situation. But then she analyzed the situation; his chest had been perfectly exposed. She lifted her two different colored eyes and a smirk tugged at her lips. "How cute,
    She mewled. "You were almost scary."


    Without missing a beat, she brought her claws to his shoulders. She pounced on top of him, now looking down at the tomcat beneath her. With her nails deep into his skin, Nelix had a pretty good grip on him. "Why do you wanna know who I am?" Nelix wasn't one for unnecessary fighting. She preferred making a friend. So, she let go of the other - hopping off of him and sitting near him. She just had to show him that she wasn't a pathetic cat who wouldn't fight back. After giving her fur a few good licks, she walked over and licked the wound she left on strange tomcat. "Let me guess, you're the big leader of this cat clan you were talking about...?" Nelix meowed curiously, tail swaying.



    Her interest was piqued; a clan of cats? Nelix just HAD to see what he was talking about.


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    This trespasser didn't know what had hit her and, for a moment, seemed frightened as he towered over her. But her demeanor quickly changed as she talked back. His ears bent back and he bared his fang. She was acting like everything was one big joke! She clearly didn't know how serious a crime she was committing. Jaggedpelt went to take another step forward but was taken by surprise when she suddenly launched herself up. His body lowered slightly as she landed on top of him but she wasn't nearly heavy enough to pin him down. The nerve!


    Jaggedpelt let out a yowl of anger, knowing the best way to get her off his back to roll over, crushing her against the ground, but she was off him just as quickly as she had pounced though not without biting into his shoulder first. Green eyes glared at the black she-cat as he ignored the stinging of his shoulder. The fight had left her, her body relaxing as she took a moment to clean herself. When she stepped forward to give his wound a lick Jaggedpelt stepped back and gave a hiss. What was she thinking? What made her think she could act like this? She was as mouse-brained as Littlemouse!


    Lifting his head he stared down at the trespasser. "I asked you a question, now tell me. Who are you?" Maybe he wasn't speaking clearly enough. This stranger had no sense of courtesy, nor did she know how things worked around there. Even if males weren't going to be seen as superior to females anymore Jaggedpelt wasn't about to let his hotheadedness end. Nor was he about to let himself be pushed around by some loner. But he snorted at her last question. "I am a warrior of Waifclan, and you are trespassing. So state your name and business, now."
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    NELIX// OUTSIDE CAT// 18 MOONS// FEMALE


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    She wiggled her nose, very amused with the other cat. He was uptight and very serious. "You just want to know my name because you think I'm cute~" Nelix purred, padding over to the tomcat before her. She gave him a nudge, as to say, lighten up. Her eyes, one green and one brown, were wide. They were full of wonder. Full of mystery. And also, full of... admiration. I mean, it sure was brave of him to pounce at her like that. Raising her head to examine the forest around them, she took in the unfamiliar trees and vines. The grass that she had never seen in this area before, marked with scents unfamiliar to her. So many different cats that she had yet to meet.


    Nelix relaxed her shoulders, letting her fur fall into her usual sleek black pelt. "My name is Nelix, since you're sooo obsessed with me," she mewed, looking over at the cat before her. She could see his muscles under his fur, proving that he was truly taught to fight since he was young. "And my business here is... Hm..." She shrugged. "Well, I was simply curious. " Standing back to her paws, she turned her back to him. "These woods do not only belong to your clan. I don't see your name on the trees... The trees, grass, and sky do not belong to anyone. They're free... Claiming land that does not belong to you is something that a twoleg would do." Knowing that her words would enrage the other, she looked back at him; to see his reaction.


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    This she-cat was a nuisance. Everything she said was ridiculous. Jaggedpelt flexed his claws, digging into the ground as he continued to stare down at her. She was lucky he didn't tear her to shreds right now. His eyes narrowed when she claimed he thought she was cute. Annoying was more like it. He took a step back when she nudged his shoulder playfully. Now was not the time to be playing, but she seemed too daft to realize this. Warriors did not relax when there was a potential threat, nor did they let their guard down. Didn't she know anything?


    But at last he was getting somewhere with her. She had given her name, earning a snort from the tom. What kind of name was Nelix? It sounded like a kittypet name more than anything. But she had been curious. Jaggedpelt's tail twitched. She sounded like a kit or something, investigating things without realizing the dangers she was getting into. His ears flattened back against his head, the fur along his spine bristling even more as Nelix tried comparing his Clan to the ways of twolegs. "Are you mouse-brained? Twolegs cause nothing but trouble and destroy things with their Thunderpaths and Monsters," he hissed. If he had it his way he would have said more, but he stopped when he heard the pawsteps of someone else approaching.
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    NELIX// OUTSIDE CAT// 18 MOONS// FEMALE


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    "Why can't all of the clan cats coexist?" She asked, only to silence herself when she heard the leaves moving. She knew it wasn't the wind blowing them; a new scent wafted around her head. It was a cat! They had the same strong smell that the tom-cat before did, but a much more gentle presence than he. A smile tugged at her lips and she bounded over to where the cat was. She now heard the pawsteps, a chill running down her spine. Another clan cat! She could not contain her excitement at ALL. This was just going to be so exciting. Her mind reeled on the possibilities of what this cat was like. Were they super wise and mysterious? Oooh, what about tough and brave! Whatever they were, Nelix hoped they weren't boring. Speaking of boring... She turned around to face the tomcat again. "Do you know which cat is coming?" She asked, eyes wide with anticipation. "Surely you recognize the scent!"

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    At first Jaggedpelt wondered if this third cat was a friend of Nelix, but a quick sniff of the air gave him the reassurance that this wasn't the case. It was another from Waifclan and, with a second sniff, Jaggedpelt determined that it was Shatteredstar. The one cat he had hoped to avoid for a while long. His tail twitched crossly. Great, just great. Now he was going to have to deal with the she-cat on top of everything else.


    When Nelix grew excited about a third cat joining them the tom scoffed. She wasn't even the slightest bit worried about the situation she was getting herself into. He turned to face the direction Shatteredstar was coming from, his mood worsening with every passing second. "Of course I know who it is," he meowed crossly. His claws flexed as he thought about his new leader. She was too soft to handle situations like this, all she-cats were, but he said nothing about that. "It's Shatteredstar."
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    S H A T T E R E D S T A R
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    The newest leader of Waifclan had gone to the Winding Rock Stream with the intent to hunt, but when she had gotten there she had ended up sitting and thinking. She had gotten so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn't realized how much time had passed and so, when she had been brought back to reality by a couple of birds splashing through the stream, she had decided to hunt on her way back to the camp. It was likely that some were getting worried about her as there were still things that she needed to do. With any luck Silverstream had returned to camp and would be able to give a few suggestions to her ponderings.




    During her trip back she had managed to catch a mouse and a small blackbird. It wasn't much for a hunt, but it was more than she would have returned with had she been caught up in her thoughts for much longer. Carrying both back to camp was proving to be an effort, the black and white she-cat constantly having to set them down to get a better grip. In the end she had found that, by holding the blackbird by the wing and the mouse by its tail, she could carry both at once. But it was rather cumbersome and making her neck hurt as she tried not to stumble over the bird.




    Deciding to take a moment to rest she placed them on the ground, breathing heavily as it had been a while since she had last breathed properly. Her attention was brought to a strange scent in the area. She could smell a clanmate, further inspection revealing it to be Jaggedpelt, but the other one... The other one she didn't know. Shatteredstar turned and moved her catch next to a root, pulling some leaves and branches over the bodies for shelter until she returned for them. Then she was off, following the scents. It didn't take her long to come across the two cats. Jaggedpelt looked as displeased as ever and the other was a stranger. A black she-cat. "Jaggedpelt," she meowed as she nodded to him, her eyes staying on the new feline that had come onto their territory. "Who is this?"




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    [font=times new roman][color=black]Shatteredstar || Leader || 13 moons || 9/9 lives || Waifclan


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    NELIX// OUTSIDE CAT// 18 MOONS// FEMALE


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    The long fur of this other cat looked so neat. Her patterns were so unorthodox yet so gorgeous. Nelix had truly never seen another pelt like that. It almost reminded herself of her own eye condition. "What a beauty~" Nelix purred, taking a step closer to the black and white cat. Nelix was not sure of who she was. Surely she was someone important; I mean she just had this air to her. This made a shudder go across Nelix's skin, making her fur rise. This day was so exciting. It had already been much more exciting than the whole entire year had been for her. She was meeting these cool clan cats and she was seeing a different life style.


    "So, what is your name?" She could feel the cautious attitude the she-cat had. She could almost read her mind - she wasn't taken as a threat, but she was not really taken to well. "Is this your grumpy mate?" Nelix asked, motioning towards a sour Jaggedpelt. "Truly, I think you're much too pretty to be with a sourpuss like him!" With a wiggle of her nose, she nudged Shatteredstar's neck, giving her a tender lick to her fur as well. Perhaps she wouldn't take to it as harshly as the tomcat did. After licking her, she looked up at Shattered star with her wide doe eyes, her tail swaying to and fro.


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