dancing with the beast | open + shadowclan raid

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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;][color=black]Did he expect for this to happen? Definitely. He had already seen the future of his labors on his own. He knew that once Twilight delivered the message of the dropped truce that Shadowclan would come running forth with their pitchforks and torches. How could they not when they were so angered? He sat there and watched them, tail tip twitching as the darkness seeped from his body and across the ground, reaching with thin tendrils. He was for the most part uncaring of what happened to most of the members of the Cartel. Feliks, Mercy, Sebastian, Betty...most of them were disposable, most of them hated him to a certain degree. The only one he really had any true connection to was Twilight and he believed in second chances. So she mattered to him. Slowly he unsheathed his lime green claws, driving the sharp weapons into the ground. Time to show his loyalty he supposed but he would target who he wanted to. He'd defend what he thought was worth it. So he waited for a suitable target.

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Only one cartellian? She supposed she'll snag that one first before anyone else does. For now, she'll refrain from shifting to her bigger form. There was no need to, the neon marked male was basically around the same size as her. Anyway, she didn't waste a second. The dark furred serval lunged forward at RADIOACTIVEPLAGUE aiming a vicious swipe down his face while manipulating some shards of ice to hopefully pierce his left flank while he was distracted. It was tentative more than anything, she had to gauge her opponent before anything else. Tatiana did not want to be surprised by some hidden power.

//lmk if you prefer a different color dude
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[center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:140%;font-family:verdana]Well this was uneventful. These deprived clans never understood when their raids were just ways for them to get humiliated. Feliks knew when his own raids were fucked up, he still went on them though to provoke the filth behind the battle lines, but these guys seemed aggravated, which meant that they were as self-aware as a jellyfish. He saw someone lunge for Radioactiveplague and despite his bitterness, Feliks was gonna attack the first thing that moved because he really didn't wanna have a barney with statues.

Jumping straight into action for once (hallelujah), the wolf clambered towards Tatiana and with a little jump, he aimed to sink his teeth into her back and fling her to the side, hoping that the action would create some distance between them. He was grinning, or just showing off his teeth in a leer that would make the Cheshire cat jealous. Either one showed that although he was quick to attack, Feliks was still gonna be up for making some mischief. Backing away to let the two assclowns continue their fight, the wolf turned his attention towards Sango and Finch. "Well you two look like classy broads. Seen, not heard, just the way you're supposed to be! How about getting out of here so I can show you the shadow of something massive," he chuckled, running his tongue along his jowls. Gosh, they better be able to take a joke, he was in a playful mood.
[spoiler=WHEN YOU'VE GOT THE ANSWERS I CHANGE THE QUESTIONS]
GENERAL ★ HOLD ON TO YOUR EVERY WORD SON
★ Feliks | Feli, Fel, etc. | No Former Names
★ Masculine | He/Him Pronouns | Born A Male
★ 41 Months Physically | Ages Real Time | July 22nd | Cancer
★ Leader of BoneClan | Executor [HP] of the Cartel
★ Ex-Leader of BlizzardClan | Ex-HP of DarkClan
★ Titles: Blood Brother

OTHER ★ BUT GOD KNOWS I WON'T REGRESS
★ Fear Of Restraints | Fear Of Snakes
★ Reads a Dictionary | Uses Big Words Occasionally
★ Born a Phoenix | Will Revive Under Right Circumstances
★ Shares Body With a Quiet Wraith | Source Of His Irrationality
★ Spits in the Face of People Who Don't Want To Be Cool

APPEARANCE ★ HEAL YOUR WOUNDS WITH FIRE
★ Eurasian Wolf | Male | Main Body
★ Small | Slender | High Endurance | Quick
★ Fallow Brown Fur | Light Green Eyes | Shortsighted
★ Has Weakness in Hind Leg | Partial Hearing Loss
Scars: missing half of ear, bad scarring on hind knee, scarring on muzzle, long scar on shoulder, 'B' branded into chest, scar on cheek, bite mark on flank
★ CURRENT INJURIES: minor battle wounds

PERSONALITY ★ YOU'RE BETTER OFF WITH THE SHARKS
★ ENTP - T | Cloudcuckoolander | Troll | Motor Mouth
★ Intelligent | Sharp | Playful | Charismatic | Lively
★ Stubborn | Blunt | Opportunistic | Wary | Eccentric
★ Dogmatic | Disrespectful | Manipulative | Selfish

RELATIONSHIPS ★ WHEN IT ALL FUCKS UP
★ Biromantic | Scared of Romance
★ Bisexual | Unfaithful & Will Sleep Around | Iffy On Litters
★ Single | Not Looking For Partner | No Crush
★ NPC x NPC | Refuses To Have a Family Name
★ Fatalistic in Regards to Trust | Lies To Anyone

INTERACTION ★ YOU'RE THE DYNAMO
★ Difficult Physically | Difficult Mentally | Attack In #e8e8e8
★ Will Start Fights | Will Fight Back If Attacked
★ Will Hurt Anything That Hurts Him | Easily Distracted
★ Peaceful Actions Can Be Powerplayed | Expect Bitterness
★ Has Most Powers | Can Only Teleport Thrice A Battle

[center]FINCH HARBRINGER GRIMM
[font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][color=white]valentine harbringer x happypill grimm[center]
"the club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where i go" [color=white]
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smol track

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;] Someone came running for him then. He watched with cold green glowing eyes before he suddenly launched himself forward. His own movements messed with the direction of her's as claws struck his shoulder and ice shards missed his rear as he aimed his jaws to clamp around her neck. Almost at the exact same time Feliks went for her. If his own attack landed he would activate his own power and try force a flood of agonizing pain searing through her body as if she was being burned alive before he would then attempt to wrestle her to the ground, flashing claws aimed to tear off flesh across her abdomen.

[color=#E6E6FA]//Sorry on mobile! and color is fine! @Tatiana

Medicalmixture rushed in, her heart suddenly thumping. Why the hell was she here in the first place? The scrawny feline hardly knew how to fight, let alone handle a situation like this. But still, she couldn't risk anyone getting hurt. Even though she seemed like an easy target, Mix had quietly taken a rather toxic herb mixture before (hence her own name). Hopefully it'd make her stronger physically, but she doubt she would mentally become any braver.

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Mercy hated raids enough as it was, but to fight against ShadowClan? She'd dreaded this from the moment she'd started partaking in skirmishes like these, and though she'd faced off against them once before, it had been brief — a quick one-and-done during the dead of night. It seemed more like a dream than anything, in hindsight. But this was very much real; Sango and Finch were here, and her capture was still fresh in her mind. They had good reason to be as pissed as ever, too; this wouldn't be an easy fight.

She was scared, yes, but she wanted to help; Twilightzone was under enough stress as it was, and she didn't want her to come out of this severely injured. So the molly rushed over to stand beside her, hoping she wouldn't just end up dragging her down. "I'm here to help you," she murmured.

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Bethany raised a brow at the sight of the battlefield. Shadowclan? Wow. Were they that salty about the truce break up? Good. Aww.. she cooed, rubbing her paws together, Looks like someone missed us! Are you that desperate for us to play with you masochists? the girl sighed, summoning her spirit companion. She shrugged and hummed quietly, her tail swishing. She would allow someone to have the first attack.

//Plz mention if attacking c:

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Looks like everything was finally rolling. More faces showed, great but why were they standing about? If she hadn't been focused on her opponent, the femme would be rather cross at this weird standstill being unused to raids like these. Anyway, the neon marked male was quick but so was she. Her claws missed marring the creature's face and instead hit their shoulder, with her ice attack completely missing. Radio's response attack happened shortly after but knowing the danger of his move, she ducked down only allowing his teeth to graze against her. The Cartellian had a lot planned but the plan had already gone awry, fortunately for her.

She felt the vibrations in the earth of a larger beast coming at her before she saw Feliks. Unluckily for her, she had been busy with dodging one attack so her second attempt wasn't so successful. She was knocked aside a few paces away but not bitten thanks to the logistics of her last dodge. Double teaming? She found it strange that anyone would need to double team when there were clearly other creatures to battle present. But, it would be stupid of her to expect manners in a battle with these barbarians.

Letting out a snort of amusement, the dark feline quickly gained her balance once more and focused her attention on Radioactiveplague. The wolf seemed to have wandered off after his initial attack. What a weirdo. And what's that? A shitty attempt to flirt with Shadowclan's leads? That wasn't appreciated by her but the serval already had a creature to focus on. Condensing whatever water in the air into tight balls of ice, Tatiana would aim them at Radioactiveplague, waiting for them to close the distance.
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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;]Hmm, so she managed to dodge just about everything that he threw at her. He wondered if she would even be a worth challenger of if he should seek someone else. He lifted a paw and lightly dabbed it at the light scratch marks across his shoulder watching the oil slick colored blood ooze gently from the would. He'd get this checked out when he needed to. For now he would focus more on the show of his attacker who was throwing small balls of ice at him which he promptly moved out of the way of. His ears perked as they hit the ground behind him with hard pats that made him turn around for a short moment. He could play that long range game. Suddenly the darkness that seep from his body and moved around his form became alive as it slithered across the ground and [color=#E6E6FA]aimed to grab a hold of the serval, if that worked the ruler of purgatory would narrow his gaze and cause the darkness to try and wrap around her throat in an attempt to strangle her.

[center]FINCH HARBRINGER GRIMM
[font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][color=white]valentine harbringer x happypill grimm[center]
"the club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where i go" [color=white]
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Bethany, being a small feline herself, carfully slipped out of the way. She gave a whistling command to her companion, which quickly shapeshifted into a wolf. The beast then snarled, rushing forward and aiming to pin FINCH to the ground. Bethany took a few strides away, keeping herself away from the other. She's been corrupted as of lately. She truly needed to purge herself from the wrath stained upon her soul. It has made her cocky and weak. She needed to keep a clear head until a later time. Bethany sighed and opened her eyes, a smile on her muzzle. And what made you think you could do that? D*MN IT. Enough with the cocky remarks! The girl growled at her own inner turmoil. She hissed a command to the wolf, ordering it to try and tear its claws into Finch's shoulders

[center]FINCH HARBRINGER GRIMM
[font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][color=white]valentine harbringer x happypill grimm[center]
"the club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where i go" [color=white]
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Bethany sharply whistled again, commanding the wolf to transform back into its normal form, taking to Bethany's side. Fair fight? Your a deputy yet you can't take a simple tag team? Here I thought deputies were supposed to be good at fighting? she teased, raising a brow. She hummed and snapped her fingers, Maura shapeshifted into her usual Scythe. She hated knives, but scythes were okay. Plus, the term 'reaping souls' was too funny to pass up. She looked like a mary sue, but she would deal with that later. The girl raised a brow, Come on now. Lets see if you can actually fight then, hmm? she lifted her head up, as if she was higher than the other. She had confidence she would be able to best the other, even as a horse. Horses had a hard time turning directly around, so she would just have to stay behind the other in order to counter her.

She never got why people raided for no reason. Sure, they were fun and it was a lot of free souls and energy, but... They never planned out a strategy. That's what the girl was. A strategist. She was always thinking three steps ahead. It was how she simply stayed alive.

//finch i love you but what did you do to your profile pic .3.

[center]FINCH HARBRINGER GRIMM
[font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][color=white]valentine harbringer x happypill grimm[center]
"the club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where i go" [color=white]
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