We're not kids anymore ★ Raid

She’d follow swiftly after Nightstar practically keeping on the heels of the for once taller woman. Her hackles were raised the minute they’d entered the all too familiar canyon, she had been here that long ago. Back when she wasn’t completely herself, Ver would let out a guttural growl as she stood tall, defiant even as her eyes watched for their roachy-little bodies to appear. This time she wasn’t here for peaceful espionage or deliberation in the shadows. She’d come to help her a clanmate back and to fight like hell if the Exiles thought themselves strong enough to fight back. She just wished they’d lay down and die already but Ver had a habit of never getting what she wanted as of late.

She’d take a breath, relaxing herself as Nightstar spoke, a smirk replacing her features one of sheer confidence. But she didn’t mind a fight today, she’d let herself enjoy this enjoy the tearing of Exiles flesh and splattering of their blood instead of her or her peoples. Her wings would spay out and she’d let out a loud yawn, one of sheer mocking as she began to stretch out her limbs comfortably. As well as that she’d use her scent manipulation to mirror Cicada’s false scent as a way of trying to twist the knife into an old betrayal. ”They’re too dumb to pussy out. I think we should just give it to them already, no use wasting our vocal chords” she’d note in a false-sleepy voice. Talking never worked with them in her experience anyways.

//

He knew nothing of the Exiles, nothing of their goals, their members, what they'd done in the past, and as such, ignorance was bliss. However, they'd taken a... perhaps not a friend to him, but it was someone he even marginally cared for, and for Mute, that was a lot. The feline arrives in silence beside his leader, white eyes scanning the territory emptily, heart pounding harder than he'd felt in a long, long time. She'd asked for him back, but he knew... he knew these dealings. It would take a lot more than words to pry Sunpaw from their grasp.

[ battle tags: attack in underline, domestic feline, physically easy, mentally impossibly extreme, highly resistant to telepathy, no kill/maim, but may capture ]

Something hot and angry bubbled under Stratopaw's skin, making her skin prickle and her fur raise on end. With her wings fluffed up in agitation, she appeared to be nearly twice her normal size as she approached the disgusting smelling Exiles territory in between Nightstar and Ver (for a variety of reasons). Despite the calm demeanor of her mother, there was murder in the young girl's eyes, fury at the Clan that had taken her family and beaten them into the ground. She was going to take some fucking names today, and if she got hurt then she got hurt in the name of rescuing Sunpaw. "GIVE ME MY BROTHER BACK!" she shouted, claws turning up the soil beneath her paws.

"speech"

I'M THE NARRATOR AND THIS IS JUST THE PROLOGUE —— tags.

“Oh great. Cry me a river. We want our weak little apprentice back because we couldn’t protect him in the first place. To save face we have to raid them and appear strong and scary.” The male spoke with a mocking tone as he came forth from the darkness that surrounded him. He spied the dragon and has to admittedly chuckle that they had one at all. Dragons were just nuisances to him but he supposed they would have to deal with the thing if the time came. He’d killed one before and he’d do it again if he has to but right now he had to help his clan mate who was being attacked right now. His true loyalty didn’t really belong to the Exiles but he was living here and so he would fight their battles and have fun doing it. Licking his maw, black saliva dripped from large teeth before he propelled himself forward, aiming to snap his teeth on the back of Nightstar’s neck before then pulling to attempt to sharply and drag the other off and force the offender to the ground. If that worked he would shake hard and try to tear the flesh of her neck before trying to gorge the flesh of her shoulder with thick claws.

Charlotte A.

So they weren’t being obedient. How cute, they really were in a hurry to die. A loud bark would cry itself out of the demonic-looking beast and she’d rush forward not long after Nightstar made her way towards Cody. Her hackles would once again raise and she’d barrel forwards with abandon. ”Oh shut the fuck up already. Telling this rich shit, eat my entire ass and die already” Ver would remark dully directing it towards the two exiles. She’d immediately find her target trying to go after the woman whilst she was occupied with another. She’d try to leap at RADIOACTIVE to intercept them attempting to barrel into them and land on their back. If successful she’d force all her weight onto them and wrap her paws around their torso as her teeth rested in between their lower neck and shoulder blade.

Oh! Attackers! Although he was young, Ro'i knew better than to pick a fight with stronger animals. His best bet when something dangerous happened was to either run and hide or stand his ground and try to look confident enough that whatever bad dude wanted to hurt him got fooled into thinking that he was tougher than your average bear cub. His mind urged him toward the first option but his instincts demanded that he take the second. Although he probably stank of fear, Ro'i remained rooted to his spot on the sidelines, growling in a silent warning that the Veilers shouldn't even consider wasting their time on him.

Icarus had a feeling something like this was going to happen. First, Karma goes around stealing kids. And then Anna went and captured this Sunpaw they were talking about. He couldn't stick around to see it. Even if the young white feline was terrified out of his mind. Icarus couldn't do anything. He was powerless. Whatever he could have done would result in more pain. It would be stupid to try and free the poor boy. He felt sorry for the feline with wings who wanted her brother back. He too had siblings once, but they were all gone. Losing family was the worst feeling in the world. Still, he made no effort to appear as though he wanted to fight. Everyone here would probably blame him immediately for anything that went wrong. Considering he was avidly against Karma stealing children and voiced his anger about the topic.

Fighting was the last thing he wanted, because he was afraid. Afraid of the part of him that he had been suppressing. The part of him that would make him truly belong here within the exiles. However, if it came to it... He would fight back. Although, he wouldn't aim to seriously harm his opponent.

And then he saw the bear cub that Karma had stolen. "Ro'i you should head back. This isn't a game you know. These people will actually tear a kid like you apart, are you okay with that? Whatever you decide I won't stop you."

beyond this sky —— tags.

The moment a new offender spoke up his eye shifted to look at his peripheral and locate the smaller canine. A grin spreading over his maw as he watched the mutt come charging at him to intercept his attack on the one attacking one of his own first. This fight was going to be fun and he knew he hadn’t fought in such a long time and he needed a warm up. Pain did that rather well and so he switched gears just as the other cake barreling into his side. He allowed his form to crumble down not because of the added weight that was as light as a feather but because he wanted to make sure he had a good shot. His jaws parted on a laugh as he looked at the mongrel. “Sure I’ll eat your entire ass and then put you in the trash where you belong.” His voice was nothing but amused as his teeth came down hard aiming to snap down over the other’s face and sudden jerk to strip her teeth from his shoulder because of how he moved and throw her to the ground harshly. With ease he would get up afterwards and curl his tail lightly.

Ver Million

The size difference didn't bother her extensibely, for gods sake her apprentice was one, a large one at that. She knew how to work around them and if he thought he had the advantage just because he had brute force than he was dead wrong, but she also wasn't going to get to cocky. Se'd get herself killed that way, best to take it somewhat seriously. She was defiant to let go when his jaws came crashing down but she knew it was either that or lose the flesh and fur on her head, she'd drop her weight going limp and allowing herself to fall onto the ground as he threw her. Her teeth would grit and she could faintly feel a burst of pain in her wing as she uncomfortably fell ontop of it, but it was nothing she couldn't deal with. Her breath would still and she'd try to catch it as quick as she could.

”Classy” she'd woof quickly with a grin ”But hey i guess you folks are used to eating shit so who am I to judge” she'd quip back before bursting back up her wings would curl over her underbelly and graced her throat for protection before she made a dive using her lower stature, she'd lunger upwards still laying on her back she'd attempt to bit viciously beneath the large canids elbow, where tender flesh met his flank. Hoping to rupture something and if not just give him a nasty hard to heal wound. Playing fair wasn't really her style.

RADIOACTIVE

— just a note that no one knows Barghest’s real name

The large canine began to pace back and forth understanding battle like the back of his paw. He had years and many more unknown to hone his skills and this was no different. Advantage came in more than just brute force and he knew this very well especially living a life as simply a hybrid feline smaller than most animals. A grin spread over his maw before he rolled his hellfire colored eyes at the words from the mutt, lightly watching and waiting for their next move although he loved a bit of banter back and forth as it got the blood pumping. Easily he licked the blood from his maw, enjoying gathering taste before he tilted his head a bit. “Curious of you to say when so much shit is coming out of your mouth right now.” The moment she moved was all he needed to get back into action and the way she was coming at him was absurd. He watched with a furrowed brow and he almost started to laugh like a hyena as she came at him on her back like some weird worm. Easily he pushed himself up and stood on two legs for a very short span of time before suddenly he came crashing down, aiming to floor much of his weight onto her stomach before savagely following that through with a possible hard slash against her body which would likely send her rolling across the ground.

Ver Million

"Look me in the eyes, tell me what you see"

-- Broken heard the demands of Nightstar's in the distance, as she got closer she could her the sounds of fighting, she grinned as she came on the scene, before her eyes landed on the little bear cub, she came and stood up beside him, not saying anything but deciding it would be best if she stayed close by in case of an incident, her eyes narrowed at Abbi, a veiler who was just standing there? What a fucking pussy. her tail thrashed as she braced, alert for any signs of surprise attackers.

So it seemed her opponent wasn't as braindead as she would've wanted him to be, not a bad thing by any means. Ver loved a challenge, besides it wasn't really about showing off her fighting prowess as it was holding off their numbers until someone could locate Sunpaw. Her priorities were somewhat muddled but she still knew that much, she'd gulp as he rose to his paws only to narrowly roll using one of her smaller wings for a head-start. She wasn't completely successful and she'd managed to get her wing, waist and right hind leg clipped beneath him, which caused her to take a harsh wincing breath though her teeth but she'd managed to save her face and torso from being crushed under his more massive weight.

”Trying to crush me with your fat eh-?” she'd managed to yip out before a paw came slashing at her sending her cascading a foot or two away. She'd roll with it, managing to force herself upright unsteadily instead of staying low as she landed. She'd shake her fur off letting out a grumble, before stretching out her injured wing. ”You're actually beginning to piss me off” she'd remark as she spit a hearty droplet of blood onto the ground, before her tongue would swipe over her fangs. she'd jut forward again. Horns pointed towards him and wings flapping flightlessly before she'd try to leap at him once again, this time however it was a farse. Just before she'd hit him she turned a hard right and tried to slam one of the brass knuckles wrapped round her paw against his ribs as hard as she could throw it. If that was successful she'd once again try to jump on top of him, wrapping her paws around his back and waste before burying her jaws into the area close to his spine. Shaking her ehad to try and inflict as much damage as she could.

RADIOACTIVE

DAMION LANNISTER

you'll no longer feel when your heart's turned to gold

Her ears would flick in agitation at the familiar voice, was she surprised he'd seek her out? No not really, she didn't blame him for his grudge either. It was requited, and that was about the only thing they had in common. She was just less accusatory when it came to her insults, She played everything as it was a joke, and so she'd go right on ahead to continue that trend. She was no pedophile, nor an apologist or whatever title he wanted to thrust on her. How did one ancient muddled rumor turn into a full blown serial-assault tale anyway? He must've been high.

She'd roll her eyes rather she'd been able to get a hold of Barghest or not, she'd release him temporarily if she had when she felt claws sink into her hind quarters. ”You always have Fourthwalls name in your mouth don't you?” she had no need to get riled up or snap her disgust at his words, he was just trying to get her to act irrationally. Rather she defended herself or not it'd lead to the same conclusion just as it had before. ”I'm starting to think you're in love with the guy... You should go confess your feelings Damion, I'll be rooting for you~” she'd coo in a snarl She'd attempt to kick out with one of her hindlegs hoping to kick him away, aiming for his eyes so she could continue her assault on the bigger fish to fry.

DAMION LANNISTER + Barghest from previous post

❝ LEVIATHAN, THE GIRL ❞ the veiler leader's half-assed attempt at making demands makes mormeril crack up right then and there. "oh, gods," she chuckles, lifting one paw to delicately wipe away an invisible tear, "i don't think i've laughed that hard for months now. thanks for making my day a little better!"

but upon hearing the word 'pedophile,' she sure as hell isn't laughing anymore. the shadowy catsune whips out both the thorns of oglogoth and races to give barghest and damion a hand against Ver Million . "pedophiles should be gutted and served up as food for the children they've molested," she snarls viciously, swiping her left paw - her dagger-like weapon strapped to her wrist - towards ver's eyes, while her right paw jabs at the shit-talking veiler's underbelly."your support of such an individual is abominable enough to put your burnt, crispy corpse on the very same plate."

she hasn't gotten to battle with both weapons and wit in such a long time. the high priestess relishes this opportunity. nothing like a good old-fashioned beatdown when illiterate's anonymous comes knocking at your door, demanding a full-grown cat with the sort of wording that immediately outs them as a bunch of militant sugar daddies.

/i pulled a bunch of karkat-esque wordplay out of my ass in that last paragraph, i hope you like it???

"speaking"