I may not be what you want | MURKYCLAN RP | But I am what you got

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    Halfmask growled, eyes on Pawstep, tell us what you want, warrior. he said, stilling his approach on the two. Starclan, this "warrior" looked like a freaking apprentice. He bared his teeth as he stumbled ocer his own paws. He fared off another cat coming up on him with a hard kick to the jaw. tell us what you look to gain from this. he asked of him, tail switching. He had to stay calm and in control of himself.


    Finnloch watched as she went into sleep. She worried about the cats still fighting and her lovely Mothstar fighting with his cats. She wanted to be out there and she wanted Mothstsr back, safe at camp. Sitting down and trying to calm down she murmured to herself, unaware of the state of Frosteye's slumber. Oh Moth, don't leave our kits without their father ... I can't raisr them from afar without you. she murmured to herself.


    (Thought that maybe Frost could find out this way)

    (she can go as far as you want. Ik Ghost won't stop until Night is dead soo...)


    FROSTEYES

    ---Her eyes fluttered open in shock for a moment and stared at the blue medicine cat. She could feel bile rising up her throat, but she closed her eyes and pretended as to not be awake. W-What?! This c-can't be! Mothstar is loyal to StarClan! H-He would never betray their laws! ... Would he?


    PAWSTEP

    ---The 14 moon old Tom lashed his tail and let go of the leader's neck, but stayed so close to where he could latch back on. So instead of his fangs, he placed an unsheathed paw down on the neck to keep the airway closed. With his fangs free from the cream tom, his wounds began to leak red all over the dark green grass. "My father seeks to weaken MurkyClan. And once then, we will take over and control this land as well. We've slain three clans entirely already... Rockstar strives to rid of a fourth..." He chuckled a bit. "Once all the toms and kits are killed, the young she-cats will be taken to be evaluated by my father to seek the best mates for him. New blood."


    MOTHSTAR

    ---His eyes widened at the explanation of the murderous RockClan leader's plans. Taking and forcing she-cats to mate? Killing kits?! A deep growl emerged from the leader and his eyes turned a flame. "YOU WILL NOT LAY A CLAW ON MY KITS!" He spat and bucked as hard as he could, making his wound bleed more. The white and brown tabby goes flying again, but this time he lands on his paws and before he could blink, the wounded leader charged the young cat with a new found strength.


    GHOSTPAW

    ---She grasped as she forced herself up, a sharp rock lodged into her flank. Blood poured from her maw, but still she kept to Nightwhisker

    Halfmask fell in after Mothstar, much as i would love to let you kill him, you're too injured and you need to get back to camp he called out to him with seriousness, you don't want those kits of yours growing up without you, right? he growled softly as he pulled up beside Mothstar, the tom having minimal injuries with some ugly cuts that bled little. my mate ... is not here. they've already gotten away from here and the mutiny at paw. we have no kits but if we had, I would feel the same. Protect the camp and your kits, Moth. Take who you can of the warriors here I'll keep the battle in this place. You've got bigger rats to fight than this apprentice. he hissed, his voice gradually gaining force and rising. He knew how Mothstar felt, and he understood that Moth had a lot to lose.


    Finnloch laughed softly, not that you would care about me, and i never expected you to but i was closest to you. I'm honored that I could exist to further your bloodlines, Moth. What is a medicine cat supposed to do when she can't help the cats in her care? I could give you your only children, thats what i could do. she murmured before she rose to her paws and shook herself out, going in search of some cat in camp to look over Frosteyes until Finn returned. She needed to go get those herbs and she knew what areas she could find them. If she was attacked, she could defend herself.

    MOTHSTAR

    ---Before he could leap at the young tom, the brown tabby form of Halfmask got into his way, making him skid to a halt. He looked on with fiery narrowed eyes. "Kill him. Do NOT return. To camp until this brat Is dead." He growled before turning ND bounded to the other cats. "Finish your battles and then head to camp! Show no mercy." He spat before hurting to camp.


    PAWSTEP

    ---He growled. "Shut up!" He attempted to run after Mothstar


    FROSTEYES

    ---lied there growling



    (Sorry on my way to work, also on my sub account)

    Roseshine was in camp wachting DandelionHeart play with her kits. She saw Finnloch come out of the medicine den hoping everything was going ok.


    Fireblaze looked towards her brother and growled as Mothstar went to camp. She then looked at Halfmask growling at him quietly.

    Halfmask nodded to him, turning to Pawstep and intercepting him with a hopeful shoulder slam. Kill for his leader? Done. He would not give up on this battle until he was dead. He had another cat important to him on this battlefield, and this had to end now. His eyes found Hauntedfire, his oen body tensing as he went to knock Pawstep over, knowing the danger of Fireblaze close to him. Let them come.


    Finnloch noticed Roseshine, Rose, can you look after Frosteyes? I need some herbs for when our warriors come back. Yowl for me if she wakes up or they get back before I do. I'll hear you

    Hauntedfire spat after Ravenpaw's retreating figure and slowly swayed on her paws. She'd lost a lot of blood. The adrenaline rush was wearing off, and the pain came pouring back like a red wave. She cried out in pain and collapsed, blood still leaking from her once-beautiful face. She tried to get back up, but was too weak. Her vision spun, and she slowly drifted into darkness.


    Stellarshine hissed as she fought, stopping when she heard a cry of pain coming from her sister. She looked over, seeing the charcoal bengal in a pool of her own blood, and gasped, running over. "Hauntedfire!" she wailed, reaching the wounded she-cat's side. The left side of her sister's face was bloody, and she couldn't tell how badly she was hurt. She didn't know where Shadowdrift was. Hopefully he was okay too.

    Arrowstrike was swiftly at Hauntedfire's side, the warrior nodded to Stellarshine, c'mon, let's start bringing the wounded away from the battle! she called out, the she-cat grim as she looked for approaching opponents. Her ears rang with Moth's words.

    Shadow drift ran after Stellarshine to her sister's side. He let his eyes scan over her body and meowed a calm, "she'll be fine, she's strong." He turned his head to the cats around them, "you have a medicine cat. right? You should get her to them quickly."

    Stellarshine nodded and grabbed her sister's scruff gently in her mouth. She helped Arrowstrike lift the dark she-cat and began to head back to camp. She blinked gratefully at Shadowdrift's comforting words. Hauntedfire groaned in pain, but remained unconscious.

    Mothstar almost turned around when the name of his former apprentice was called, but he kept bounding to camp until he smashed into Finnloch. Caught up in all of the fighting, the bleeding tom yowled and pinned the cat to the mud and began to dig his claws into her shoulders. He hissed at her but his face softened when he noticed it was Finn. He sheathed his claws and hopped away from her with a face of guilt and embarrassment. With the pain in a bleeding neck and having a tough time to breathe. And having just fought for his life, he was blind to what cat he ran into. "Fin!" He groaned out.

    PAWSTEP

    ---The tom hissed at Halfmask. "You'll be the one to die here tonight, not me!" He wiggled his rump before springing at the bigger male. His different coloured eyes wild.

    Frosteyes lifted her head up as soon as Roseshine entered the den. She rose a paw to cover the other she-cat's maw. "Shhh!" Her eyes were wide in disappointment and pain. "You can't trust her!" She hissed softly.

    GHOSTPAW

    ---She attacked (waiting for reply)

    Emberkit covered his ears as he lay in the den. He didn't want to be in here, he wanted to be out there playing with his HEALTHY siblings. He wanted to help... but now he was sick and this gave his sick siblings an excuse to hang out with him. He lashed his tail in annoyance.

    Dandelionheart smiled as her kits played. Okay... they don't seam as bad right now as I thought... but still... She looked down in thought and didn't realize the kits threw the moss ball to her.

    Brightthroat waiting on reply

    ©MF

    Ooc; Uhhhh. Whats going on. Also im gonna throw Skunktail in camp. And Mossy ima shoot you a pm. I need some onteractions as i have nothing to do. Hence my lack of posting. x.x

    Skunktail had gone back to camp when battles broke out, deciding it best to help protect those in camp. The skunk-tailed tom had glanced aeound camp to check. The tom hung his head a moment in thought, the tom still alert however. i wonder just how many cats we will lose today, or how many are injured. I should leave camp to see who needs an etra paw, but, the kits in camp are more important.

    Roseshine froze when she walked in and Frosteyes cover her maw. She then gently removed Frosteyes paw from her maw sighing a bit,”Why can’t I trust Finnlouch Frosteyes?”

    Finnloch yelped when she was pinned down by Mothstar, her backlegs having pressed up into his stomach with a warning growl until she saw who it was. Her collected herbs lay scattered around them, her eyes surprised as she took his state in. No. Tcht, no speaking. Camp, now. You can speak later. And you're going straight to the medicine den Mister, no complaints. she meowed as she shook herself back to what was at hand, eyes gleaming with concern and worry.


    Halfmask snarled at Pawstep, surging into the spring with his head tucked and aimed at Pawstep's chest. He knew he could recover fast before the other tom could flip him onto his family. If he missed he'd hopefully be able to grab Pawstep's tail and throw him to knock the wind out of the brat.

    Cypress kit watched Emberoaw's tail lashing about. He playfully pinned it down, "don't be so upset. As long as you're in here you should try to have some fun!"


    Brownkit frowned as the moss ball went towards Dandelionheart without a reaction. "Dandelionheart, throw it back!"

    Darkkit, oblivious to the commotion outside of camp, waggled her haunches and bowed her front end towards the ground playfully. "I want it!" she mewed, excitement creeping into her shrill voice.


    Snowdapple rushed towards some random cat (npc) and sunk her fangs into its neck. Blood gushed out of the wound as the cat's life slowly left it. Once it was dead, she smirked in satisfaction and began to clan the blood off of herself.


    Stellarshine continued to help drag her sister back to camp.