Put on your war paint! (Bloodclan raid!

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    The sound of Zach's laser canon firing was familiar sound to the british accented texan by now. After hearing it quite a few times in training and in actual battle. Woody's eyes watches the trajectory of the shot, estimating that it had a 70/30 chance of actually hitting. Then his eyes swept around the field, catching sight of the invisible foe with his heat vision. He nudged Zach and pointed in the direction of Mirae. He might mot be able to fight, but he could help Zach with the fighting.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]no i didn't do the things that they all said that i would do[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #CDCDCD; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    Seeing Woody motion to an area he powers up his cannon again, shooting a similar concentrated electricity shot towards mirae.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: times new roman; auto;][justify]Golden optics narrowing slightly as one of the invading Bloodclanners charged forward towards her, the head bodyguard teleported away in a blink of an eye at the last second, not before leaving a large growth of thorned plants where she had been standing so the leopardess would be momentarily distracted. Padmé aimed to drag her claws down MARGO's flank, only able to use one paw given her broken leg, before bouncing backwards. She was trying her best to keep her weight off of her broken leg, which meant putting more weight on her other shoulder which had been recently dislocated and then popped back in. She imagined she would get a long lecture from both Alaska and Sam about not falling back to rest from her injuries. [/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-color:transparent; width: 500px; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Quick reflexes were the only thing that saved Margo from colliding with the thorned plants Padme left in her wake. She used her elemental powers to press a gust of wind against herself, thus saving herself from the majority of the thorns. Still, they'd stuck into her chest and caused her some momentary pain, which she completely ignored in favoring of whipping around in search of the telaporting cat. Said cat came to her, however, and she felt the sharp sting of claws connecting with her flank before she attempted to turn and slam her huge paw into the smaller feline's chest, hopefully winding her and rendering her immobile.

    SwiftChange|Male|Maned Wolf|35 Moons|Warrior|WindClan|Shape shifting
    No Kill/No Capture/Can Wound

    Attack in orange[Justify]


    Swiftchange charged into battle on long, deer-like legs, skidding to a stop and searching for an opponent.


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    //Yes, that would be so amazing xD




    Flora looked around in terror as sadistic laughter came from everywhere around her. Her gaze locked on each spot that she heard her unseen foe's sinister laughter from. Yet as soon as she locked on one spot the laughter would come from a different place. Ever so slowly the feline began to back away, fear evident in her eyes. Just as she began to do this she heard Mirae call out from a spot right next to her. At first she leaped back with a yelp of fear in an attempt to get away from the Bloodclanner, but then she leaped toward the noise with claws extended. Hopefully she would get lucky and hit Mirae.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px;][justify]A BloodClan raid? Fuck was all that came to mind for Duskpaw as WindClan was suddenly swarmed with faces familiar to him. He had been a member of BloodClan for a mere two weeks, but was still very familiar with the faces he saw. Margo, Merle, Heartbreakkid. Many faces that had defended him when he'd originally refused to go back to WindClan, people he had begun to trust. He didn't want to fight them. He didn't want to fight at all. Standing still as a statue with shock, Duskpaw felt sick and was unable to flee.

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    A raid!




    The moment the shout reached her ears the seasoned warrior had sprung to her paws, leaving behind her unfinished meal as she swung around to meet the enemy. The dark fur along her spine bristling, tail lashing with bubbling fury. "Bring it on, you flea-bitten runts," Dewclaw snarled savagely.




    The she-warrior flattened her ears and lunged into the fray, bright eyes searching hungrily for an opponent to sink her teeth into.[/fancypost]
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    padméamidala [glow=black,2,300]✿[/glow]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px transparent; width: 450px; font-family: times new roman; auto;][justify]Slammed back a few steps, the brown tabby couldn't immediately react, the powerful slam to her chest causing her to wheeze slightly. Regaining her balance slowly, the petite Maine Coon narrowed her golden optics at the Bloodclan invader. Padmé teleported behind the leopardess, aiming to hook her claws into the muscles around the female's shoulder to injure the arm to the point that Margo couldn't bother with using it. [/justify][/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]He was late, though by no means did that prove that he didn't want to fight. Cosmicpaw enjoyed being on the battlefield. Naturally gifted with skills that gave him the advantage, as he was so young. It all made him feel something else, as if he was helpful. Being upon the battlefield, it made him feel so ⏤ strong, too. And now, the lean wolf was upon the scene. Tail lashing with his own lips peeled back in order to reveal white toned canines, muzzle scrunching up as a growl erupted from his chest. They were attacking his home. Hurting those he knew, and Cosmicpaw wanted to fight back with fury. Hate. Anger.


    A burning fire ripped up through his chest, and oh, when she saw a specific female BloodClanner going towards Padmé and overheard Wintersoldier's words the boy took off right towards MARGO. His chest heaving with something else, and attempted to slam into her side while she was supposedly distracted in going after Padmé.


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    JUICE : add some syrup in it and we're all good ]


    Seraphina arrived next, eyes wide and wild. She still knew how to use her powersin this body, but they usually weren't very effective, not to mention how weak this body was. "By St. Gobnait.." Surprising herself with her own curse, Seraphina wondered who the heck 'St. Gobnait' was. Jeeze, what was with her lately?


    [attack in aquamarine, please!]
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    HEARTBREAKKID wrote:


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    [font=georgia][shadow=black,left]JONATHAN TOEWS ≫ TAGS[/fancypost]
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    [align=center][font=georgia][b]IT'S ONE FOR THE DAGGER
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    Jonathan was late as well, but that did not matter. He ran onto the battle field, looking for an opponent to fight.


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    TAGS FOR MOBILE/PEOPLE WHO CAN'T HOVER

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]The girl had took off in her undersized domestic body, sprinting full out towards the sound of battle. As she ran, the scent hit her full on and she flinched. Not her favorite clan in the world, but at least Boleyn wasn't there anymore.


    Mid stride she could hear her bones beginning to break and reposition themselves, and soon enough she bore a greater weight than before. Her tigress body radiated strength and at times like these, Alaska was appreciative of the size.
    Letting out an angry roar at the sight she was greeted by, Alaska immediately zeroed in on Margo. The female had attacked Padme, her nearly immobile best friend, and the Head Bodyguard would have none of it. Although it seemed Cos had gotten there before her, and the girl certainly didn't want to insult him by assisting him. He was more than capable of handling himself against an adult warrior, and the girl he was advancing on looked no older than she was herself.


    "Cowards," Alaska spat out as she prowled the perimeter, searching for someone to take out all of her frustrations of. Her anger, her sadness, her pain, her fear.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-color:transparent; width: 500px; font-size: 8pt;][justify]The attack hit, but due to Margo's sheer size and strength in comparison to Padme's, it did nothing near rendering her arm useless. She turned, facing the Maine Coon and swiping out a paw in hopes of bringing the feline down with her weight. It was obvious she was using mercy attacks, her claws sheathed and moves with no intention but to knock the Windclanner down.


    Considering Margo had already reached Padme and thus landed several attacks, Cosmicpaw was late. His weight slamming into her caused her to stumble backwards, but she quickly retaliated with unsheathed claws. The snow leopard would attempt to turn and dig her natural weapons into the wolf's shoulder, proceeding to latch her jaw onto his neck and pierce the flesh.