I'm not afraid to take a stand [♡] riverclan rescue raid

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    OOC:


    Current Character: Nami


    IC: "I was wondering when they'd realize where their clanmates were." Nami laughed. He didn't have to be told twice
    to fight back against Riverclan, he was well prepared for battle. The squirtle turned, around the moment they heard their clanmate's
    swears. That's when he realized, that Barbara had been hurt by Rivulet. Without hesitation, he withdrew into his shell,
    and hurled himself towards Rivulet. He hoped to slam into the Riverclanner, and if successful, rake his dagger down their back.

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    General:
    - Name: Nami
    - Gender: Male
    - Slight Sadistic Side
    - Bloodclan
    - Age: 14 moons

    Appearance:
    - Large Shiny Squirtle
    = Description:
    - Size: about 2 1/2 - 3 feet tall (larger than average Squirtle.)
    - Skin is a teal color.
    - Eyes: A warm reddish-brown.
    - Shell: His shell is a cool, light green.

    = Mutations:
    - Vampirism/Fangs: Can "Eat/Drink" blood.
    -OC link to reference (might not open in a new tab, so be careful
    .)
    Injuries:
    - None Right Now
    Powers/Abilities:
    [color=#DDA0DD]- Seeing/Absorbing Spirits: Can morph into a spirit's "body" not possession.
    - Conjuration
    - Scent and Sound Manipulation.
    - Fangs/Vampirism
    - Water Manipulation/Pelt/Skin
    Combat/Chat:
    - Powerful Physically and Mentally
    - Water Manipulation
    - Has a dagger he likes to use in battle
    - Also uses tail in battle.
    - Bold is used for talking
    - Italics are used thinking
    - Blue is for when I'm using powers
    - Use Green if you need my attention
    - Used Red to attack me
    - Ask for severe injury/kill/capture

  • Watched the bloodclanner that was on her with narrowed eyes, ready for anything, just like he remembered. His training prepared him for certain things, but his quick mind helped him with the others, hoping that his augmentation ability won't fail him now. Somewhat dodging the blow, some scratches went across his face and blood started to run down slightly. He swiped a paw at her torso this time, his speed just as fast as before, hoping that it would knock the breath out of her. Seeing a shell come towards him he growls, not liking the back that he is being teamed up upon, but he felt like he could handle it. Barely dodging whatever it was attacking him, he used his augmentation to enhance his tail as well, swinging it at Nami, hoping that it would knock him away from him, keeping a eye on both bloodclanners.



  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:#000000;]The youngster slipped into the fray, ears angled slightly against his head as he weaved past the bodies locked in ferocious combat. He was a little late but that was because he had been slightly held up with matters but that did not exactly matter right now. He was here and that was what was important he guessed. For a pro-clan, Riverclan could hold their own pretty well, he had to give them that. His calculative chocolate gaze flicked to and fro as he kept his cool. A point of relaxation in the midst of bloodshed and negativity. Of course, he was mentally prepared for combat and would be able to take it if someone chose to leap towards him. However, he was not one to take the bound at carrying out the first move. No, he would much rather wait for another to set up potential outcomes for him. Then, that way he could not exactly be held accountable for any of his actions. It seemed that the majority of the riverdudes were already sinking into the bloodsuckers around so he did not count on any quick action for now. Not that he minded, he'd rather keep a pristine look about him anyway although blood being shed on his claws seemed to be an inevitable result of this conflict.


    //attack in black, no caputuring or maiming ;^)


    ( earthlypaw lacuna / riverclan / brown feline / based loosely off joji/filthy frank )




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    It wasn't very hard to see the wave of flames approaching. Considering they came from behind Jackdaw, around him, and barreled towards her, she had a fraction of a second to reaction. Drawing in a breath, Esca eliminated the oxegyn in the air around her using her molecular manipulation, but only in time to form a thin layer. Her armor was heated, and her fur beneath it beginning to burn, but she ignored it. Once the wave was gone, heavy lidded, she drew in a breath.


    She shook out her pelt, nose dripping with blood and her tail worse in state. "It's like home, when all I was before was skin, not fur." She uttered. That really wasn't the truth, but a lie worked anytime she needed it to. She opened her jaw, the sword conjuring in her jaws. The blue flame rose from a skull inlaid by the hilt. She clamped her teeth down on it solidly, a grin working it's way across her maw.


    Blood still dripped from her nose.


    "We can go circles all day, Jackdaw. Or, you can talk to my leader about ending this whole mess. The war." She snarled.



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    TANIS;;



    She grunted slightly as the NPC tiger picked her up, she nodded her head a fraction in appreciation, before the tiger ran off on powerful legs, probably to the opposite side of this oasis, and she lay her head down again dozing off tiredly before they made it to their destination.


    //exit


    (c)trexgirl


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    OOC:


    Current Character: Nami


    IC: Nami let out a grunt as he felt the weight of the Riverclanner's tail slam into him. Still in his shell he tumbled
    back a bit. A few moments later, the squirtle reappears from his shell, and spits out a stream of water towards
    Rivulet. Nami was hoping this would distract the Podcat long enough to give Barbara a chance to fight back.

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    [spoiler=info]
    General:
    - Name: Nami
    - Gender: Male
    - Slight Sadistic Side
    - Bloodclan
    - Age: 14 moons

    Appearance:
    - Large Shiny Squirtle
    = Description:
    - Size: about 2 1/2 - 3 feet tall (larger than average Squirtle.)
    - Skin is a teal color.
    - Eyes: A warm reddish-brown.
    - Shell: His shell is a cool, light green.

    = Mutations:
    - Vampirism/Fangs: Can "Eat/Drink" blood.
    -OC link to reference (might not open in a new tab, so be careful
    .)
    Injuries:
    - None Right Now
    Powers/Abilities:
    [color=#DDA0DD]- Seeing/Absorbing Spirits: Can morph into a spirit's "body" not possession.
    - Conjuration
    - Scent and Sound Manipulation.
    - Fangs/Vampirism
    - Water Manipulation/Pelt/Skin
    Combat/Chat:
    - Powerful Physically and Mentally
    - Water Manipulation
    - Has a dagger he likes to use in battle
    - Also uses tail in battle.
    - Bold is used for talking
    - Italics are used thinking
    - Blue is for when I'm using powers
    - Use Green if you need my attention
    - Used Red to attack me
    - Ask for severe injury/kill/capture

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    Himiko's attention immediately focused on Nami. She had betrayed riverclan, captured Himiko and flowerpup. Himiko had been so focused on escaping in order to protect Flowerpup, otherwise she would have had a go at Nami when she was cauptured. Aiming to lunge at the squirtle, Himiko would then pin her down before scraping her claws up the soft side of her shell.

  • [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=verdana][align=justify]Oh good, someone was helping her. Not like she needed it - Barbara could take care of herself. Still, she was grateful, and shot Nami a quick glance of thanks. That was when another attack was launched, and she lurched to the left as a large paw made contact with her flank, claws ripping through her flesh. Another curse escaped her parted lips, this one inaudible, and she turned to Rivulet, sides heaving and bleeding heavily from her right, all the way from her shoulder to her thigh. "You asshole," she hissed through gritted teeth, clenching her jaw against the pain stinging her skin. Then, though weakened by the attack, she reached up to her necklace to grab her dagger from it, grinning. "Playtime's over." With that, the small girl lunged forward while Rivulet was distracted, hoping to land on his back. If successful, she would attempt to sink the blade of her knife into his shoulder.

  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"If you want to fight till you drop them go for it. I'll be the last one standing here even with all your little gimmicks to try to look intimidating." He spoke with a roll of his blackish red eyes. He allowed a harsh breath to leave his muzzle before he rolled his shoulders. He was containing the werewolf in him to a strong degree it seemed bit it was going to burst out any moment and he knew that. "We'll talk once she decides to come here without a flood of pissy fish suckers now get the fuck out of my territory."




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    A grim smile spread on her muzzle.


    "I'm afraid that might be a lie. But the only way to find out is to actually go the rounds, aye?"


    She ignored the rest of his words. The armor seemingly dissolved away, the sword disappeared. He wanted to fight without the armor, she'd fight without the armor. Just to prove him wrong. Flaming eyes flickering angrily, she rushed forward aiming to.. run right past him. If he turned after her, she'd turn heel suddenly using super speed and claw down his muzzle. If he didn't, she'd suddenly backspring and aim to land on him, ripping into his shoulders with her claws.



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  • Rivulet got sprayed with the water, not expecting it at the very least as he used his tail to try and block the water from his face. Seeing a silvery spotted pelt attack the turtle like creature, he figured it wasn't to help him, but to get some sort of revenge, but it still helped, and he would have to remember that later. Hearing the tabby say something he quickly looked only to see her up in the air, the blade going into his shoulder. He grunted, hoping that it wouldn't scar, but if it did he wouldn't mind. He used his tail which was still enhanced to try and knock her off, going to the side not damaged by the knife to hopefully crush her if his tail fails.



  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Unfortunately for her it wouldn't be so easy as she might think it would be. There was hardly anyone fighting so he didn't see why she kept on trying. Perhaps she was waiting for someone to show up and save her. That would be funny actually. As she ran right by him he kept his senses sharp as he turned around sharply, head lowered so that her clawed paw scrapped his ears and right at the moment he aimed to lunge forward and slam his jaws shut over that leg before he would then try to jerk his head to the side with super strength and slam her hard against the ground. He wouldn't let her go either even after that inital attack if it land, teeth pressing hard in an attempt to break the bone.




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    Blood, if slight, scored her paws. No, she wasn't waiting for someone to come get her. Esca was waiting for Jackdaw to die at her claws. Or at least suffer at them. His jaws wrapped around her leg, digging into them. Slammed into the ground. It processed slowly for Esca as she tried to sate her bloodlust, gnawing at the side of her cheek. A snarl came from her as he began to press his teeth down, trying to snap the bone. They weren't that brittle.


    Her body twisted suddenly, her back claws whipping around with super speed and aiming to slash at his neck as she was held, ignoring the pain of her back legs. If this succeeded, she'd bring her other front paw forward and claw down his eye.



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  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]He watched her with a wide looking stare, body bloodied beyond recognition. All of it was his own blood from ripped skin and meat and yes it was painful but it was apart of the shapeshifting process. As soon as she moved and twisted her body to try and claw at his neck with her back legs he fell forward, aiming to cross over her form and drag her leg across her body hard even possibly making her shoulder pop out of place, claws ripped into his flank from her back claws but he discarded the pain as blackish red blood drew forth. He let go then hastily before backing up as claws flailed at him once again catching the side of his slightly.




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    A shout left her maw as it did indeed pop out of place. She snarled then, landing on three paws as soon as he let go, before backing up herself. She twisted her body again with another low growl of pain, popping the leg back in. Blood spurting from her from the use of her paws. "Give up, Jackdaw. This can be over. All of it." She said, tail flicking behind her. She took a defensive stance, keeping the weight off of her recently unpopped leg.



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  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]He looked away from her, body shifting slightly to the side as he shook blood from his body. He was already bigger than usual but at least he was retaining his sanity. His eyes narrowed a bit, the blackish red of them glowing dully before he turned back to face her. He forced it then, to make himself calm down. He didn't need that side of him to win, he wasn't going to depend on feral rage to win his fights for him. If he went all the way into the change he would lose himself that much he was sure of and he didn't want that. He'd already killed Bravo because of it and he felt himself grow smaller, back to his original height, fur shed from his body onto the ground as well as skin and he stumbled back a bit from the pile before he kicked sand over it in disgust. He breathed in hotly feeling tired now, that was keeping much of his strength up but he tried to shake his it off, licking his burned and bleeding gums from one of his earlier attacks. "You have a lot of nerve. What makes you think I'm going to surrender in my own home. I'm not going to let you attack my family, and my clanmates. I will defend them, this place, our traditions. This will be over as soon as you turn and leave. I'm not going to attack you unless you decide otherwise."




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    Her ear flicked sharply, watching him force himself back into his original form.


    Her eyes narrowed in thought slightly, noting that down, before widening to their normal size.


    "I do have nerve. It's what kept me alive for a long time." She murmured, rolling her unpopped shoulder with a huff, her bloody tail flicking. "I don't want a surrender. I want a cease fire, damnit. I want you to keep your clan away from mine and I'll guarantee we'll do the same. All of your clan, not one slips by." She muttered, then stood straight, staring him in the eye. "That's all I want. Beyond getting our clanmates back and keeping our clans seperated from conflict, I don't want anything. Agree, give them back, and I'll go."


    A dreadful smile slipped across her scarred maw.


    "Otherwise, we can keep dancing until you agree."



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    [font='Georg@'Arcanepaw C.'


    [color=white] Ah, she'd found her target, and in good time, too. No one else looks appetizing. Creeping upon her "prey", the lioness locked her sights square on Arcanepaw, moving near silently until she was close enough to say,"Boo!" behind the other. The Warlord would move away with a slight chuckle, oblivious to the other's anger. Hope wasn't here to protect him, but she wasn't about to let another Bloodclanner snatch him up. The pup was too precious of cargo for that. "Who'd you guys even come for?" Ash asked, earnestly. Maybe she just wasn't paying any attention, but she hadn't even noticed that they'd stolen anyone. "And where's Hope? I was Hoping she'd come play around. I've been meaning for a rematch."[/color]

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    tags - lifeguard and nurse - please mention to attack

    he should have expected ashbringer to come after him.


    yelping - he didn't hold his tongue, nobody was going to pay attention to him in a raid - he staggered back as he faced the lioness that he'd been thinking about so much, much to his dismay. his ears flattened against his skull as he simply stared at ashbringer, mouth agape.


    "you..." he didn't know way to say to her. did he like her or not? did he despise her kind, anticlanners, or did he tolerate them? he wanted to trust her, she seemed friendly. then again, anticlanners had that slight tendency to be impassive to betrayal.


    "princess hope will kill me if i'm near you." he shuddered. [color=#F0FFFF]"and i'm pretty sure we came for her, and a few other people your clan has captured."

    he said, his gaze attempting to narrow, though he didn't want to be serious around her. they were friends, right? arc wasn't so sure anymore. he didn't know what to say, and it was just like the first date they had - he felt awkward around her again. like all the little things they did were...nonexistent.

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    "She's gonna have to stand in a long line, for that one," Ashbringer said with a shrug, tail laying along the sand. That was... right. They had Hope, and not by her choice. Seeing Barbara torture the other medic had unnerved her enough to make her avert her gaze, but now, hearing that she was trying to mess with Arc's head- she wasn't quite so sure the plan she'd hatched just moments ago was going to work. Oh well, she'd try.


    "I've been busy back in Moonclan, so I didn't know," the femme half lied. "Uh, why don't you go get her? Everyone's busy and I mean, I'm not looking or anything. She's probably alright."