"Stay back." Silvershine said to Dawn.
Smokesoul tried to dig his claws into Scar's throat.
"Stay back." Silvershine said to Dawn.
Smokesoul tried to dig his claws into Scar's throat.
Duskfur flinched. She didn't like seeing cats dying.
"What are you doing to my son?" Dawn sobbed.
Scar glanced at his mother, Smokesoul's claws were almost in his throat.
Ash noticed all the commotion, he bolted out of the camp and around Silvershine, "Who are you and what are you doing to my son!?" he demanded.
Duskfur closed her eyes and walked away, bumping into Ash. "Sorry." She opened her eyes and mumbled.
Smokesoul kept on inching his claws toward Scars throat not looking at his parents.
"Your son was going to help destroy the clans." Said Silvershine to both parents.
"Only because you were going to kill him if he didn't leave!" Dawn replied.
Scar looked frantically around, he didn't know what to do.
Ash snarled, "That doesn't mean you can kill him!"
Smokesoul felt his claws starting to pierce skin.
"He also tried to steal a kit which nearly died in the chase." He said to the parents and looked away not wanting to watch.
Scar winced with pain.
Dawn screamed, "Shut up!" she snarled, "Would you like your son or daughter to be killed?"
Smokesoul let his claws slide into Scars throat.
Silvershine looked at Dawn. "I would not know." Said the young warrior.
Ash bolted to Smokesoul and knocked him off of Scar, gasping for breath.
"Well, you wouldn't like it, you would hate it, do you see that right there?" Dawn scolded, she pointed to Scar.
As Smokesoul was knocked off of scar he felt blood slide on his claws he looked at Ash with disgust how could he let this filthy traitor live.
(I quit this thread. It swells too fast.)
ooc: I'm just having Swastika post like..once a page, if I get lucky.
ic: "They will hopefully find him," said Swastika as the cats ran off after Scar. She herself had had to remain behind in order to help manage the group. Just in case more upsets didn't happen. They seemed to happen with regularity as out of nowhere someone would just go postal.
Watching them in a dark shadowy corner of the camp, there was a rouge tom, with pitch black fur and ice cold blue eyes. He looked up to see a tree branch behind him and leapt up onto it. He leapt from branch to branch, until he was right above Ash, Smokesoul, Dawn and Silvershine. He had heard the whole conversation about the group of cats coming together to defeat the Elite. So...they're going to defeat the Elite, huh. Well, heh, who am I to stand in their way. he thought darkly to himself. Not that he was on the Elite's side. He had actually been born in the Elite, but his father had killed his mother and abused him almost to death and he had then escaped. He actually did NOT like the Clans at all, well, he didn't like anyone for that matter and had killed any cats that had gotten in his way. He actually planned on killing the cats who had rejected him when he was a wondering kit in need of comfort and a loving home. (just after escaping the Elite)
Duskpaw sat. Her black fur shining in the dappled sunlight. She started to groom herself because she was bored
Vinesong couldn't bear to listen to a cat being killed anymore. "STOP!" she shrieked. "Listen, I know he did something bad, but can't you give him a chance?!? He is a cat, just like us! It doesn't matter what backround we come from, or if we can see or not! I can't see! Does that make me weaker than any of you?!? NO! Scar's past isn't what matters right now! Right now we have to worry about what's happening now! The elite is coming! If they attacked right now, we would be unprepared, and therefore killed! We have a common enemy right now, and we have to fight to defend our freedom!" she fixed all the cats with a sightless glare. "We can't fight among ourselves. If we shed blood now, there won't be enough of us left to fight."
ooc: wow. she just an emotional speech. *noms on donut* this should be interesting!
Dawn nodded, "She is right, Scar's past doesn't have to do with anything right now."
she replied.
Scar was still on the ground, stunned.
Ash's yellow gaze sighted Vinesong, he nodded.
"Hear, hear!" Dawninglight yowled in agreement.
Swastika waited back in camp, just hoping the rogue had died a quick death by now or was gone and would never come back. She liked to think he would reform and become a good cat, but couldn't risk innocents being harmed in case he didn't.
ooc: Did they already cut his throat?
ic: Vinesong looked at Swatstika, sightless eyes pleading. "Please, let him live!"