Lilypaw >> WindClan >> Untrained Apprentice >> Yes injure, no capture or kill
When she landed, however, Eaglewhip had disappeared. Frustrated, Lilypaw turned around and saw Flightpaw and Elvira battling. Although she hadn't had any battle training yet, she raced towards Elvira, trying to scratch her flank.
Lilypaw >> WindClan >> Untrained Apprentice >> Yes injure, no capture or kill
Lilypaw's eyes expanded to the size of rabbits in horror. A cat (Eaglewhip) was running away with a kit. With a ridiculous sounding battlecry, she launched herself at Eaglewhip.
ooc- Eaglewip is WindClan and he doesn't have the kit, Nightwind does but she is WindClan too.
ic- Eaglewip looked over at Oakpaw and Echopaw. He ran over. "Does he need help?"
With an agonized yowl, Cadenza threw her WindClan opponent down, exposing his bare stomach. The dilute calico narrowed her eyes, looming over him, claws unsheathed. She bent down to claw his fleshy stomach - the trainee hesitated -
"Do it," Sahara, another trainee, egged her on. The cinnamon she-cat was Philidelphia's daughter, and carried the same confidence, the same cruelty, and the same green eyes. A smirk twisted across the she-cat's face, and she hissed, "Or I will. Unless you don't have the guts?"
Cadenza was goaded into it. This, after all, was not time for mercy. She raked her claws down the opponent's stomach, and he screamed in pain, his injuries bleeding rivers. A small sigh escaped Cadenza, though she couldn't crush a nagging doubt.
She was surprised at how painless it was to torture this cat.
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ooc: Barrenstorm - SunClan - Deputy - Hard - Battling Wolfpaw, Gorseheart, Wild Berry
Barrenstorm saw Wolfpaw coming first. The apprentice was coming right toward her, following a small squeak she'd caught from him beforehand. But before she could raise a paw in retaliation, there seemed another enemy coming toward her, Goreheart, taking something around the same approach as the attacker before her.
The warrior seemed a bigger issue to the deputy than the apprentice, so in a quick moment she worked to avoid her, swinging to the side with her paw outstretched to try to drag along the cat's side, though she was too preoccupied to see if the attack hit. Wolfpaw was the next issue. She found herself smacked backwards from the impact, working quickly to get back her footing before leaning forward for another attack.
And that's when a last antagonist approached, Wild Berry. A flinch made its way through her system as an uppercut made a shallow scratch on her chest. Nothing serious, but it was the first injury of the battle for her and it was the time to get used to the pain. Seeing the healer as the biggest problem for the moment, and the closest she could reach, Barrenstorm's claws swung forward, aiming for Wild Berry's face.
Wild Berry -- ToRW [allies with Windclan] -- No Kill -- Attacking Barrenstorm
[justify]A cruel smirk curled her lips, filled with pleasure of having hurt another. And it wasn't just her anymore. Two others had joined the fight against the Sunclanner and sooner or later they would chase this crackhead off or kill her. The latter seemed so much more satisfying. The tribe cat reared back on her hind paws, not fast enough to dodge her opponents claws, but at least to lessen any damage done. Her bright eyes were missed and instead he muzzle was scored.
Red seeped from the three lines and if anything the smell of blood excited her. Baring her teeth in a rather feral smile she went done hard, claws lashing at Barrenstorms own face.[/justify]
Nightwind found a safe hollow in the WindClan's plains and huddled with Smokekit. "Is Eaglewip gonna be okay?" He whispered. Nightwind didn't answer.
Ooc: Oh sorry, Espeon! I was confused. I just joined.
IC: Lilypaw whipped her head back around, distracted. There was some type of commotion happening a few foxlengths away. An apprentice was lying on the ground with another cat bent over him. A third cat was shouting something to them. Abandoning Elvira, she rushed towards the group of cats. " What's going on?"
Since again DIREY had done nothing to dodge her attack, Thunderbird felt blood rush into her mouth as she bit down hard on DIREY'S rump. While hanging there, she also began trying to claw her.
Harefoot stood in the center of the battle. She looked at all the cats fighting. They didn't really notice her. She glanced up at the stars, they shined so bright. Though the stars were so life-like, but where not the things every cat expects. There was no such thing as StarClan to her. She dug her claws into the ground. She hoped no one would see her.
ooc: Barrenstorm - SunClan - Deputy - Hard/No Kill - Battling Windstorm, Gorseheart, Wild Berry
Barrenstorm didn't miss the overly satisfied expression on Wild Berry's face when her injury was inflicted, and it only caused her blood to boil more than it had when the battle had begun. Though the she-cat hadn't reached her eyes in her own attack moments ago, even the slice across the muzzle had a good feel at contact. The feeling was short lived, however, when a set of claws once again came at her from the healer, another attack for the face.
It was somewhat predicatable, but too quick to be completely avoided. Her head ducked down, the claws proceeding the deepen the notches in her left ear, leaving it worst than it had been before, ripped to ribbons. Terrific, that ear obviously wouldn't be healing at any time at this rate. But her mind was at the quick pace of attack, attack, attack, and the deputy wouldn't stop then. She took advantage of her lowered state, her claws making a quick slice forward toward Wild Berry's stomach, or chest if she got any farther back in avoidance.
Then Windstorm came, yet another cat coming for her, because of her high position standard or just bad luck she didn't know. She had taken too many injuries so early in the battle to let another get past though, especially one to such an harsh point, and the deputy pushed backwords on her front paws, just avoiding it. She aimed a quick cuff to the ear of the warrior, her eyes flickering back to Wild Berry for moment to make sure she wasn't yet coming for another attack before turning her attention once again to Windstorm.
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With an agonized yowl, Cadenza threw her WindClan opponent down, exposing his bare stomach. The dilute calico narrowed her eyes, looming over him, claws unsheathed. She bent down to claw his fleshy stomach - the trainee hesitated -
"Do it," Sahara, another trainee, egged her on. The cinnamon she-cat was Philidelphia's daughter, and carried the same confidence, the same cruelty, and the same green eyes. A smirk twisted across the she-cat's face, and she hissed, "Or I will. Unless you don't have the guts?"
Cadenza was goaded into it. This, after all, was not time for mercy. She raked her claws down the opponent's stomach, and he screamed in pain, his injuries bleeding rivers. A small sigh escaped Cadenza, though she couldn't crush a nagging doubt.
She was surprised at how painless it was to torture this cat.
OOC: Is this WindClan opponent Flamefur?
Flightpaw- WindClan- Mildly experienced- Elvera
Runningstorm- ThunderClan- Experienced- Gorsetail
Cloverpaw- WindClan- Untrained- OPEN
Mira- BHR- Very experienced- Blacktwist
Muse- BHR- Deadly- Magic
Wink- Civil- Experienced- Deathbite
Loststorm- SunClan- Experinced- OPEN
Redfeather- SunClan- Very Experienced- Swift
Redfeather pricked her ears, seeing her deputy battling three cats at once, she rushed over to help. She lunged for Wild Berry, aiming to take her to the ground.
Flightpaw leapt into the air and swung to one side, his eyes on Elvera.
HEALING OPEN FOR PRO-CLAN CATS
Savryn - NestClan medic - Herb store: Full - Open
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Savryn watched the battle from the sidelines, waiting for any injured cats that needed help.
QuoteOOC: Is this WindClan opponent Flamefur?
(( Whoops, no, it isn't. It's an NPC. ))
Sahara turned and narrowed her eyes at a leggy WindClan cat, Flamefur. She peered disdainfully down at the writhing tom on the ground, then back at Cadenza. "I've got this," she mewed, and whirled on Flamefur. Claws unsheathed, she bulleted towards him, and conducted a roundhouse kick in an attempt to unbalance him.
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"Savryn!" Dovethorn called, grateful to see some, if any, medical help. She limped towards the medic and flicked her tail, gesturing to her bloodied whole. She'd sustained significant injuries to her shoulder and forelegs, and had a cut across her cheek and her left ear. Her left eye was, in addition, swollen shut. "Thank you. Could you take care of these for me?"
HEALING FOR PRO-CLAN CATS
Savryn - Medic of NestClan - Herbs stock: full - Treating Dovethorn
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Savryn looked up as she heard her name called. ''Sure thing!'' she mewed cheerfully, the complete opposite of what her voice sounded like only a few hours ago. Taking up a few stinging nettle leaves, she chewed thm thouroughly to rremove the sting. She then applied the poltice to the Dovethorn's swolen eye. ''This will bring down the swelling.'' she told her.
CinderPaw woke up in the prisoner's den,"Still here, I guess..."She sighed, where was the Civil and BHR? More importantly, where was her Clan?
wolfpaw { thunderclan head medic *pokes badge* } ;; barrenstorm -- different thread
mintdapple { windclan warrior } ;; sabrestar -- different thread w/help from coyotestar
attacking ;; OPEN
spiralpaw ;; windclan ;; medium ;; no-kill
son to mintdapple && blacktwist ;; nephew to gravelstar
Spiralpaw glanced around quickly, his chest heaving.
Harefoot trotted by Cadenza, yet again. She kept her head low. As she tried to cover up her scent, she glared at the ground. She wondered why she wasn't in camp. Maybe from all the action out there? Or was it the cats getting hurt in general?
She sat on the grassy moorland, being bored. No one wanted to fight her anyways. She was too easy to attack. She had become an apprentice early and became a warrior early too. Only because her mentor was dead, no one even bothered trying to train her.
Olivetail's sister, Thrushpelt, and half-sister, Goldenpaw, threw themselves into the fight. The Windclan tom continued to guard the nursery.
"Ouc -- Ahh, thank you," Dovethorn sighed, as the pain spiked then subsided. She'd been blind once, when she was younger, and she had no intention of going there again. Thank StarClan. "Though its kind of funny that nettle's used to take the sting away, you know?" Her uninjured eye gleamed, and her whiskers twitched in amusement.
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Cadenza turned as Harefoot sped past her; she kicked the wounded tom away, then lept forward. Her intention was to tackle the warrior, and use her brute strength as an advantage against the thin, lean cat. The dilute calico became, once again, a cold machine, and she operated with a frightening efficiency.
Harefoot was crushed by the larger cat's wheight. She planned to get out form under her and blind her. She squirmed a bit. She tried to break free. She was suffocating.