THIS IS WAR

[font=georgia]holy starclan...why was he doing this? oh yeah, dogs were snapping at his goddamn heels. briar had been fighting a bloodclan npc when the mutts made an appearance and knocked the guy towards them before sprinting after the riverclanner leading the attack on the rooftops. the bulky male leapt onto the rubbish bin and used his momentum to propel himself onto the roof. dodging several clumsy bloodclanners who really needed a couple of lessons on fighting, the warrior loped towards ripplestorm who seemed to be getting mobbed. briar would attempt to knock red off target. if he succeeded, the male would try to use his weight to pin down the other and then claw at her belly. hopefully that would give the poor guy a little bit of breathing space.

[spoiler=tags][font=georgia][u]general:
•briarstorm
•formerly known as thomas
•senior warrior
•traditional thunderclan
•male
•seventy four moons
•npc xx npc

[u]physical:
•brown tabby with brown eyes
•has several scars dotted around his body and nicks in his ears
•large and muscular with a kinked tail from a previous break

[u]interactions:
•hard difficulty
•[color=white]non-threatening actions may be powerplayed ( e.g healing )
•[color=white]if attacking, put name in [color=grey]bolded grey
•[color=white]no kill, maim or capture without permission

avatar made by batter

//Argh, I missed so much ;-;

[justify]Foxpaw leapt onto the dumpster after Rippplestorm, following the-she-cat's lead. Suddenly, the spun of loud barking followed angry yowls. Foxpaw winced -- but instead of flinching at the barking, Foxpaw was was flinching at the hisses. She heard a familiar name in the wrathful meows; at it was her fault. She quickly shoved away the guilt as she focused her attention on the now oncoming horde of dogs and falling onslaught of bricks. She deftly dodged one that was meant to hit Silentstorm. It clanged onto the ground with a dull thud. All of a sudden, a flash of brown fur caught her eye. "Oakstrike! No!" She yowled desperately as she saw her fallen mentor lying in the ground, a foreleg twisted at a weird angle. Now filled with rage, Foxpaw bunched her muscles and leapt. She barely made it, her forepaws the only things keeping her from plummeting to the bottom. Her hind legs scrabbled at the hard surface, trying in vain to find a hold. Her font paws began to slip, and panic made her heart pound inside her chest.[/justify]

Ripplestorm was relieved when the ThunderClan tom arrived, charging towards Red and knocking the BloodClanner over. Ripplestorm raced back into the action, the teeth marks on her leg and back stinging, but not unbearable. She leaped onto Red's back, digging her claws into the fur. She hoped that both her weight and Briarstorm's weight combined would be too much for her to handle at once.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; text-align: justify; font: 12pt mongolian sans]Ripplestorm lashed out at Six, but the black tom had been expecting this. One didn't rise in BloodClan's ranks if they couldn't fight. He'd started dodging away; he was still too close to her claws, and if Red and Haskill hadn't ganged up on the warrior, she likely would have managed to tear into his stomach. Landing back on the hard rooftop, he had to pause to regain his balance.

Assuming no one attacked him in this time, he'd decide that Red and Haskill could manage Ripplestorm. He sprung away, then noticed Briarstorm trying to pin down Red. Launching himself at the warrior, he attempted to knock him off of Red and sink his teeth into the male's shoulder. Red would have to get rid of Ripplestorm herself.

[justify][size=14][size=14][font=andale mono] Red snarled as an independent forced pined her on her back. Fury rose up in her chest as her belly was clawed at. Spitting and hissing, Red would attempt to [color=maroon]drive her hind legs into Briarstorm's belly, clawing at his stomach with her hindclaws that were rienforced with dog teeth. She would also attempt to clamp her jaws on his forepaw, crushing bone if she could. If Six's attack didn't succeed, she would then throw Briarlight off her.

OOC:

IC: Well, at least the clan cats knew to get out of the way of the canines. For once tonight, Iceforest was glad they were in the city; there were plenty of ledges and hiding places her Clanmates could use as cover. Iceforest herself, however, had little intention of keeping away from the dogs. She darted between their legs, nipping and spitting and snaking around like a tornado, trying to keep the dogs' attention off of her Clanmates as much as she could while they climbed. She'd love to streak off down an alley and lead them away from the warring, but she would need a lot of their attention first, which probably wasn't going to happen now that they'd seen and smelled the other possible toys above their heads. If there weren't already a dozen warriors climbing and a cascade of bricks, she'd be following them; but her experience was best used on the ground, buying her Clanmates extra time by screwing with the dogs, even as she felt their teeth graze or nip her pelt every so often.

Ripplestorm leaped at Red, sinking her teeth and claws into the she-cats back and yanking her away from Briarstorm. Now, it was an even fight. She slammed into Red's flank, biting down on the BloodClanner's leg and attempting to pull it out from under her.

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[justify][size=14][size=14][font=andale mono] Red would yowl as Ripplestorm leaped onto her back, snarling Red would roll, hopefully dislodging the Riverclan deputy. If it worked, Red would attempt to [color=maroon]pin her and claw at her face.

[justify]"Thanks!" She gasped gratefully to Nightpaw before the black apprentice bounded away. Looking around someone to help, her green gaze fell another. The russet tabby quickly turned away. No time for distractions. The ticked tabby apprentice spotted plenty of fighting going on, but unsure who to help first.[/justify]

As Red rolled beneath her, Ripplestorm felt herself loosing her grip. She sprang again on top of her, now attempting to slash her claws across her stomach in one swift movement. She knew that Briarstorm had left a few marks there before, and the attack would hopefully reopen those previous wounds.

[font=georgia]he gave a grateful grunt as ripple lent a paw in the combined effort to take down the bloodclan she, but that was quickly stopped as briar felt six crash into his side. the grizzled tabby wasn't that stupid and dazed as to stay where he was and instead rolled to the side whipped to his feet, eyes narrowed in annoyance. six's teeth just about grazed his shoulder in the attempt and drew a few specks of blood. with a hiss briarstorm aimed to grab six, dig his claws into the male's shoulders in the process and knock the other to the ground in one swift move. whilst briar wasn't the quickest of cats, his bulk and strength generally made up for things.

[spoiler=tags][font=georgia][u]general:
•briarstorm
•formerly known as thomas
•senior warrior
•traditional thunderclan
•male
•seventy four moons
•npc xx npc

[u]physical:
•brown tabby with brown eyes
•has several scars dotted around his body and nicks in his ears
•large and muscular with a kinked tail from a previous break

[u]interactions:
•hard difficulty
•[color=white]non-threatening actions may be powerplayed ( e.g healing )
•[color=white]if attacking, put name in [color=grey]bolded grey
•[color=white]no kill, maim or capture without permission

avatar made by batter

//WHOOps I didn't see your edit! (im so terrible at reading replies.)

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//i gtg for a little, whoops.

[justify][size=14][color=black][size=14][font=andale mono] Red grunted as she was once again on her back, she screeched as claws raked her stomach, blood splattering her face. The blood seemed to make her more wild, grinning she would reach up and attempt to sink her claws into Ripplestorm's neck, while taking her stomach with her hind legs.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]riverclan — warrior — hover for tags — attack in [color=#a2d2df]light blue[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;]The tabby tensed at the appearance of another cat but relaxed as they smelled of a clan. She allowed the tom to take the kit so she could abandon her position and make the climb to the roof. Leaping nimbly from platform to platform, Frigidstep arrived at the rooftop where the fighting was going on. Light amber orbs glance around for a target. Ripplestorm seemed to be holding herself well enough and a brown tabby was faring well against the Bloodclan deputy.