BloodClan cat invading RiverClan! (Fight wanted!)

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    OOC: I know, but then you said to lock the thread if it was done.
    IC:
    Yellowtooth looked around, minimal fighting was happening it seemed, too many had left, most likely bored of fighting Riverclan, thinking they were too easy. Yellowtooth had wanted to ask Eaglefur something though, so he stayed. But so far, things didn't look good for Eaglefur. He grimaced, wondering if Eaglefur would respond.

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    SilverHart padded round abit. She wasnt at the fight. Her silver shinging fur was tuged gently in the wind. Then she arived to see it. She stared for ages with her icey blue eyes.

    At the bank of the river a brown figure was watching the battle with curiousity. The brown figure was an otter. He would have come out right onto the bank to watch but with so many cats around, it may be a danger. He didn't usually come near this part of the river, where cats often fished and swam. But he knew one thing, and that was that most of the cats were fighting. This gave him a good opputunity to fish and study the cats.

    The otter suddenly dived into the river, he flicked his tail and swam to the other side. He hopped onto the bank and stared at Altario for a few minutes, wondering what it would do next.

    Altairo took out a sharpened throwing bone and aimed to throw it at the 'Bloodclanner' which is very hard when you only have a mouth to throw it with but Altairo had trained for a throwing bone his whole life.

    OOC: If your cat can't tell the difference between a cat and an otter... It's a bit weird, lol.


    IC: The bone hit the otter's tail, it made a yelping noise. He couldn't figure out why the cat was so mad at him, what did he ever do to it? He jumped back into the water and swam to the otherside, hopefully now the cat would see he meant no harm.

    OOC: It is? I often think of it as small but considering it's a river I guess it IS big. And, it's connected to the waterfall in the loner lands, right?


    The otter, (Who's name is Babu), dived back into the water in fright of the hawks sudden appearance. He didn't really like hawks, how they swoop dowen and screech. Of course, Babu is a North American river otter so he does eat birds but hawks are much to big. He prefers to hunt on fish instead, occasionally attacking ducks and sometimes small birds that come to the bank. Babu sort of nodded his head in greeting to the hawk.

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    Gingi turned his head to blink at Babu with his rite eye then turned his head again and blianked with his left--
    "Hello."
    He screeched-though he knew Babu could probobly not understand him--

    Babu didn't fully understand this but he knew well enough this probably was a greeting. He waved a claw covered paw and then started digging at the bank. He had decided he would make his home here and hope the cats don't bother him. Babu didn't like fighting, he had a more playful nature like most otters.

    Gingi flew down from the tree and landed on the bank rite by Babu and set a large stick down on the ground-thinking it might help it Babu was making his home here--

    Babu looked at the stick and then the hawk, hawks look much bigger up close. Babu grabbed the stick in his mouth and set it in the water, he then grabbed it with his paws and tryed digging with it. It worked very well. He continued this progress until he had a perfect home with a hole in the top just incase he needs to get out onto the land fast. He nodded with approval and then propped the stick back on the bank.

    Babu waved and filled his den with nice comfortable reed bedding. He then fell asleep, ignoring the battle raging behind him.

    Whitekit recovered from her shock, running to her mother. As she ran, she saw Gingi flying off and Bobo making a den. She forgot about her mother, running over to greet Bobo.


    "Don't you try, Whitekit!" Snowball scolded Whitekit, picking her up by the scruff of her neck. "I'm not losing you again! Now stay with me, and don't go anywhere else. Are you hurt?"


    Whitekit whimpered, but shook her head. "N-no," she stammered. "I-I'm ok.....I'm just r-really scared!" she burst into tears. "Because you left, and I went after you because you and Riverheart are the only cats I can trust! And I couldn't find Riverheart and I want to see her again and since you weren't there, I wanted to follow you!"