Shadowclan VS Windclan [OPEN; Windclan needed!]

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    Forest was never very far from Wildberry, or at least whenever possible, and though they hadn't spoken much, he had done his best to keep an eye on his new leader. He thought she was learning quickly, and the observation swelled him with pride whenever he thought about it; no WindClan snooki could call the Tribe of Rushing Water a bunch of slouches, that was certain. He himself had been working his tail off to make sure there was enough food for the Tribe cats as they stayed in WindClan, so they couldn't call them leeches either.


    So he had followed his leader out of the den, and now stood by her side, though slightly back, of course. Forest was no fighter -he'd hardly been taught the basics, being a prey-hunter for the Tribe. But these leapers couldn't possibly know that -he actually looked quite WindClanner -esque - and two bodies was more intimidating then one.


    "You hear that, chicken faces? Unless you're feeling real fly, I'd suggest you shove it and two step your way out of here." His natural slang, suppressed out of politeness as he lived with the Clanners, rose now to the occasion. And Forest always could talk big among the best of 'em.

    (wa..wa wasent it just yesterday you wen't a bio approver???? i'm going to explode!!!!!!!!!!(to day star))




    cloudmist~shecat~windclan~no kill

    Nightsoul flexed her claws. "I am surprised you call yourself a clan." The black she-cat meowed. Her eyes showed mix emotions. "Why did you capture Ravennight? Is it because you cant lead your own and need another leader's help?" Nightsoul asked slyly. Her tail tip twitched.

    Grasswhisper stood with his clanmates rising to challenge the heart of Winclan for their leader, whatever! Grasswhisper just unsheathed his claws and looked around, he may not be a Nightclan believer, but he is loyal and will fight for his clans, his claws twitched as if they were drooling for Windclan blood, its gonna be a shame that they fall under his claws, one by one...

    Nightsoul didnt flinched at their words or glares. She didnt care. She kept her eyes on the leader. Nightsoul didnt care about the other warriors standing beside her. In her eyes, their was only the leader.

    The WindCLan leader turned to nod to the Tribe cats as they approached, glad for their support. Then, she turned to listen to whatever thing the ShadowClan patrol leader was saying.


    "That's... the most idiotic thing I've ever heard, I think, and I've heard quite a lot of unintelligent cats run their mouths," Gravelstar scoffed, was this cat serious? "I guess I'll tell you this slowly, because I don't see any other way to make you understand. Ravennight is evil, the proClans are in the business of getting rid of evil cats. If you are evil, then you are next up. If you are simply foolish sheep, I suppose I can spare you with little more than shredded hide if you would care to rethink your position. Do you understand that, or am I going to have to repeat myself?"
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    Once again, Scratchfur let out a hiss, causing his mate Cracklefire to poke her head out to see what was happening.

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    Raindance, within the ranks, kept her eyes on Shadowclan. Her claws were unsheathed and dug into the gravely sand of her home. Mine. Her heart sung, and a growl rose in her throat, the sound soft and alien to her. Unused. She wasn't terrible hostile at the best of times...but this was her home...and Shadowclan did not own it enough to intrude without say so. She listened to her leader and fought down a smirk, amused dispite herself. She'd wait for her leader to tell her to burst forth...

    Eclipsepaw was starting to wonder if they would get into this fight. They were outnumbered, and she knew tons of cats in the clan who wanted Ravennight gone.


    Stoneheights launched again, aiming for his tormentors head.

    Darksun moved to dodge, but got the main his against his flank. "Good job! You actually got me!" the black and brown tom jumped forward to slash his old clan mate.

    Grasswhisper looked around impatiently, waiting for the sign to inflict some wounds on these mange-pelted, lop-sided flea-bags, his claws slid in and out of their slots, a sign that he needed a worthy opponent...

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    Arrowpelt had just woke up, and his pelt was prickling, his eyes wide as he looked around teh clearing, that was filled with these filthy Night-clan believers. He launched himself behind Gravelstar, and looked at the enemy cats in disbelief, "Get out you filthy Night-clan believers"Arrowpelt called, and stared at the ugly lot, with a fiery gaze...

    Flight of Hunting Eagle - Tribe of Rushing Water/WindClan - No-kill - Hard - OPEN
    Crimsontears - WindClan - no-kill - medium/hard - OPEN
    Robinsong - WindClan - no-kill - hard - OPEN


    Flight of Hunting Eagle spat furiously and launched herself at a ShadowClanner. The Tribe of Rushing Water she-cat was vaguely surprised to realize how familiar WindClan's scent was as ShadowClan's assaulted her nose.

    Raindance mimiced the tribal cat's actions and yowled a battle cry before she too launched herself forward, her claws extending as she targeted a random Shadowclan cat.

    Grasswhisper dodged Raindances attack, by a simple side step, and aimed a claw rake along her side as she flew past him...