Lost but marching on (open, attack)

Text here Drool dropped in strings from his jaws as he sauntered toward the fresh-kill pile. But something was wrong.

Upon closer inspection, he found the tiny BloodClanner with the sound of her tiny fangs burying into a mouse and chewing.

He gave a snarl, without much warning, and aimed to smack her away from her catch and into a rock.

“Accursed Rat! That does not belong to you!” He spat, back arching up.

*:･ﾟ✦ // track for now >:0

Text here A thud reaches his ears and he wasted no time in hooking his claws into the fresh-kill and flinging it over the nearest den as if it were full of maggots.

The kit suddenly slammed into him, and he grunted, flashing a forepaw of dangerous knives (ie claws) down her backside as he shoved at her.

Text here Teeth dug down onto his forearm, and using using his other he aimed to slap her away from him.

“Your kind are nothing but trouble!” He snapped, leaping at her should his slap have succeeded, and aiming to bite down hard on her neck.

Text here Claws ripped through his ear, and he gave a massive shake of his head, releasing his jaws and most likely flinging her like a rag doll into the fresh-kill pile.

Plover watched on in horror as the dark furred warrior flung the kitten around like Plover's mother used to do. What was he doing?! She thought this place was safe! Ploverkit didn't know what was going on, but she did know that it wasn't okay to attack a kid. The kitten ran over at the BloodClan kitten's quiet cry for help. Admittedly, this kitten made her really nervous. She didn't want to ever see or talk to her. Ploverkit stood in front of Tori to try and defend her, tiny legs shaking as she looked at Jaggedsight. "W-What are you doing?!" Ploverkit exclaimed, hoping and praying he calmed down.

Bearmumble burst out of the medicine den at the sound of scuffling outside. His nose was immedietly hit with the scent of bloodclan and blood, so of course his claws were out in a flash and his teeth bared, ready to kill anyone who came near the medicine den where Sanddune was recovering. But when he surveyed the camp clearing, his found it empty of any ambushing bloodclanners. He was confused, until his eyes fell on an all-too-familiar kitten and the black warrior, Jaggedsight, looking at her like a rabid dog.

Son of a-

"Jaggedsight! What have you done?" he hissed, before he growled and went over to Tori. He stood over her, reluctantly protective as he glared hard at Jaggedsight. "You FOOL! Have you listened to NOTHING ive told you!? Hurting this child will start a war between our clans! Do you want that? DO YOU!?" He lashed his stubby tail, before dropping fiery lemon colored eyes on Tori. He wanted, honestly, to throw her off a cliff himself, but he would be no hipocrit. He wished he could at least give her an earful, but right now she was beaten half to death as it was.

"Someone get -HOPECLAW- !" he shouted, not wanting to leave Tori's side in case Jagged tried again. He glanced down at Ploverkit, his heart aching that she had to see this. "Go back to the nursery, little one, it'll be okay," he rumbled to her gently, which was impressive since anger still burned hot in his veins.

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*:･ﾟ✦ Tori's screeching certainly woke Puddlekit up from the little nap he had been taking. He woke with a start, at first unsure of where he was or what was going on. A quick glance around him saw that he was still in the nursery, the same place he had fallen asleep in, and everything looked okay to him. And yet, who had been screaming outside? Oh no, what if Bloodclan had come back? Tori had said that her mother would rain terror on them, or something. What if somebody was getting hurt? Though it wasn't the smartest move, Pudds crawled out of the nursery, blinking the grogginess from his eyes. If Tori's mom really was here, he could...he could...go get help! That's right! And, daring as he may be, Pudds at least knew that he should stay out of the way if Bloodclan warriors were here. The lynx point scanned the camp quickly, searching for signs of a battle, but he saw nothing. Except...was that Tori? What was she doing out in the middle of camp? And, she was in the fresh kill pile? Puddlekit was thoroughly confused, and even more so when he heard her weak cry for help. Help from what? He started to quickly make his way over, concern lighting his eyes, when he spotted Jaggedsight. Puddlekit didn't exactly know the older tom well, but he respected him as a clanmate, and admired him as a warrior. Right now, however, the only thing he felt for Jaggedsight was anger, and a bit of fear too. Pudds raced over towards Tori, though Ploverkit and Bearmumble beat him there. He moved to stand next to Ploverkit, hoping that he wouldn't come off as too scared. If he had to, Puddlekit would do his best to try and defend Tori, but he hoped that Bearmumble would be able to stop Jaggedsight. Bearmumble was huge, after all, and Pudds was pretty sure that he was a good fighter, too.

Bearmumble! Yes! Ploverkit was so happy to see him. And Pudds! She hoped he didn't get hurt. The kitten didn't know the healer cat enough to trust him, but Bearmumble seemed like he really needed him. Ploverkit nodded. She'd do that, she didn't want to be there anymore, she didn't want to see or hear any more of the situation. She hoped Pudds thought the same, because it was a really stressful situation to take in. Especially now that the BloodClan kit was talking again. Ploverkit made her way towards the medicine den with a little bit of a hurried walk, reciting what she'd say as soon as she saw the Hopeclaw cat. That was a nice name, maybe his name was as nice as he was? Hopefully. Hopefully the BloodClan kit didn't go home and get the rest of BloodClan to attack. Ploverkit would need a new hiding place, she didn't want to be there if BloodClan took over or something. They'd done it before, and they'd do it again.

"You're an idiot for coming into enemy territory - no all us clan cats will forgive kittens disgression after so many times," Bearmumble growled at her. He glanced over at the other two kits, but then decided to let Puddle and Plover stay. He wasn't going to waste breath chasing them off, especially since they were in no real danger. He shot another glare at Jagged. He hoped, at least.

Examining Tori, Bearmumble shifted so that he was between Jagged and the child, blocking the ebony male from her view. "Now you listen to me, we'll treat your wounds and give you food, you'll probobly ahve to stay the night because of it, but this better be the last damn time you pull this stupid idea, you hear me? Next time, I or another patient warrior might not be around to protect you! Im telling you this for your safety as well as that of my clans," he hissed at her, before reaching forward and plucking her up by the scruff of her neck.

His eyes turned on Jaggedsight next, flashing with disgust at the younger warrior, "And you're not getting out of this one, either, Jaggedsight. Tori may be an enemy, but she is a child, you can't hurt her no matter what!" he was unaware of his own hipocricy in this statement, as the events of the battle in Bloodclan had gone hazy in Bear's oddity of a memory storage. Still though, he didn't care as he headed for the medicine den.

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//cHOKES I FOR GOT SHE WAS A PRISONER

Bearmumble drew a blank for a moment on a response. She had him there. Shaking his head lightly, he let out a frustrated sigh through her fur. She was right, not only ahd she been brought here against her will, but she had just wanted something to eat. Looking down at her, he remembered again that she was just a child, and for all her brattiness she must be pretty scared. After a moment, he said, his tone considerably a lot more gentler, "You're right. I apologize. You'll be returned to your clan soon, I promise." That is, if Bloodclan didn't raid them for her first. He sighed again at the idea, feeling like he'd just been added a hundred pounds on his shoulders. "I know full well Jagged threw the first punch, you're not in trouble for that," he added, carring her towards the medicine den, "Ill have pumpkinpatch assign you a proper guard too." he was greatly disappointed in many of his clan-mates, including himself. He had acted just as bad as Jaggedsight, rushing into his anger. He'd hand Tori off to a queen after this mess was settled.

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