Invader/Trespasser

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    The male sprints forward, his nostrils flaring at the new scents and the wind whislting through his pelt makes him feel free. A soft chuckle comes from his throat before he unleashes his talons and springs forward, smashing his torso into a tree trunk and climbs up, his sharp claws leaving marks as he scurries up. Leaning his weight onto his haunches he springs down, his built fully out stretched and smashes his front fores into a hare's spine, hearing a few cracking sounds as the bones break. A small squeal comes from the hare and FuryFangs grins whickedly, his sadistic personality showing. He then unleashes his claws and a small gasp comes from the fluffball under him before the corpse goes limp. He sinks his fangs into the delicious raw meat and swallows. The big mouthful basically ate all of the hare. His tail lashes back and forth behind him as the crimson liquid stains his muzzle.

    "Intruder!" Witchpaw yowled, as soon as she caught the scent of a strange cat and blood. Prey blood, whomever this was was stealing prey. Argh, this meant she'd have to confront him, something that she wasn't looking forward to. However, she'd come on patrol alone, since being around cats for too long was taxing. She'd have to deal with this.

    "Get off ShadowClan's territory!" the smoky she-cat hissed, stalking forward and trying to look intimidating. She couldn't help but notice the larger cat looked like he could snap her in half, and she kind of wished she hadn't seen him to begin with.

    The male's body goes froozen a few moments, his muscles rippling underneath his coat, almost looking double his normal size and spins around. His eyes glare towards the others, dangerous and hostile. He unleashes his talons and curls up his lips, his bloodstained fangs glistening in the light. His hackles rise and his tail falls down behind him as he raises his head up high and his chest outwards. "I caught this prey. It's mine! All you filthy clan cats take land and leave none for the leftovers! None for the ones who fight the most for survival.. None for the ones who need it the most." He lowers his voice near the end and remains quiet a few moments before snapping his fangs and hisses low, "You little spoiled mouse droppings!"

    Viperpaw laid on Shadowclan territory and rolled around the muddy marsh soaking into his golden fur felt good. A broken laugh came from the throat of the massive apprentice as he rolled to his paws drenched from whisker to tail in the mucky marsh. The apprentice walked through Shadowclan not knowing that the marsh would actually hide his scent the broken apprentice had done it just because it felt good.


    Viperpaw came onto a odd scene well odd to him of two smaller cats against a bigger one and decided it was a game so he leaped out landing with a solid thud. The apprentice was a huge sight a full head taller than a cat in fact the cat would only come to chest height when he sat down, his paws were three times the size of a cats and his shoulders were massive along with the thick trunks of his legs. His body looked like it could hold five cats and still sprint full out. His muzzle was pushed farther out and two thick fangs grew out of the side of his jaws a birth defect that made his fangs longer. Though a full blood mountain lion he would never get his full height due to that same defect. but his size now would have him on par with anything that came at him.


    The apprentice tilted his head and laughed that same bone chilling broken laugh, burning mad eyes told those who looked deep they were no longer dealing with a reasonable creature. His reason for the madness was two scarred holes on the center of his brow from a adder bite he took as a kit. "He he kitty got bunny for Viperpaw yes." The Thunderclan apprentice grinned his thick fangs that could break bones easily showing.

    She was about to retort when she saw movement. Witchpaw's eyes got round when she saw the cougar. "Run!" she yowled, and darted away. She wasn't going to stick around and see if her Clanmate and that rogue got away alright.

    The male flickers his banner and watches as the other runs away while seeing the newcomer in. Although big; FuryFangs isn't afraid of anything nor enjoys backing down. He snarls low and thumps his front fores. He chuckles low and replies, "Now now, little guy. I'm suprised you even could speak! Mousebrain for sure, I can see." He grins and snaps his enamles together again, looking furiously at the apprentice. "Big guy aren't you eh? Well then, I'd like you to meet my big friend." He looks over his shoulders and does a deathchilling loud snarl. He waits paitently staring at the other feline.


    ThornClaw's auds perk upwards and listens to the familiar vocals of a feline. He launches into a full sprint, although a few miles away he takes up that land within minutes, smashing his way out of the forest. As he slows down and springs away from the dense woods to see the other cats, he heads over to the blazing orange pelt, knowing his friend. He snarls low, turning into a deep roar. His muscles tense and his stripped pelt washes over his body. He paws making loud thumps as each step. This half siberian tiger and half korat cat glares at the other male. Although he notices this apprentice is quite big, but ThornClaw knew he was just as big or even bigger. He unleashes his talons and ruffles his thick neck, casting shadows across the terrain. His roar remains in his throat, still being heard but for sure much more quiet then what it could be. This ancient feline, around 50moons or so clears his throat and deep and foggy vocal follows, "Is there a problem here FuryFangs?" His voice shows his age but his muscles and body seems to be much younger and fit.

    Viperpaw stared at the newcomer and saw only a threat to his land, his neck fur bristled and he roared out slamming his powerful paws into the ground. The marshy mud leaked off revealing the thick muscle right behind the neck that would be used for when his jaws locked around a creature to end it's life. The golden eyes turned to slits as he stepped forward his long thick claws that could tear into a human with ease slid out glinting in the sunlight as the finely honed tips readied for battle. He had spent days working on his claws making them as sharp as possible for battle.


    His ears flattened back and his jaws parted showing the full length of his fangs, they were longer and thick and if he got them into a cat with his jaws he would lock it in and tear viciously with the fangs. His body readied itself for battle the mind was gone but survival instincts kicked in sending the cats entire being into overdrive as adrenaline pumped through the body of the massive Mountain Lion.

    ThornClaw's pupils narrow onto the feline and mumbles softly towards FuryFangs. He marches forward, his appendages as thick of a tree trunk and his gaze deathchilling. His fangs remain showing for its to long for the upper lid to hide. His talons remaing markings with are bloodstained and starting to curve, easy for him to lock onto some flesh and tear with only little effort. His eyes show bloodthrist as he snarls low and his torso begins to grow as his muscles tense. He stalks around VenomPaw in circles and chuckles low, his laugh echoing through the forest. "To battle you, will be a waste of flesh. You are worth of time and cost. Personality remains stone and savage as do we. Body fair enough to last moons and moons."
    FuryFangs nods at the words of ThornClaw and takes a few steps forward, this time straight ahead of ViperPaw and clears his throat as he translates ThornClaw's words, "my friend thinks you're good enough and doesn't want to fight you. But rather to become friends. He's in need of a partner or friend, to lead with him. He wants to start a band. And is wondering if you're intrested in helping him out?" FuryFangs remains calm as his body is still but curiousty in his eyes.

    Viperpaw stared at the other cat his claws digging into the ground as he watched the cats movements, his own body moved along with the big cat keeping his fevered eyes on the tom. The cat started speaking and Viperpaw listened well as much as he could listen while caring. The other tom walked over talking more and this one made less sense but the message was clear enough. "He he cats want Viperpaw yes....ok Viperpaw go with cat but stays in Thunderclan until other cats join us. But Viperpaw is second...deputy is Viperpaw and he be known as Vipervenom yes."


    The tom stared at the smaller cat with a challenging look in his eyes hos body set for battle if Furyfangs wanted to challenge him for the position.

    ThornClaw grins and chuckles low, "I like this simple minded fellow. You can get deputy." He stares back at FuryFangs, eyeing him down with his razorsharp gaze. Watching him a few moments and turns back to VenomPaw, a sadistic smile planted on his face. "As you can stay with ThunderClan also. We will not intrude on their life nor cause any trouble."
    FuryFangs flattens his auds and glares at VenomPaw, a scrowl on his face. He was going to challenge the cougar, but see's ThornClaw's look and knows he'll always be in his debt. Sighing and nodding his head at his friend but returns his cold gaze to VenomPaw.


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    Vipervenom he now chose to call himself looked at Furyfang and saw the glare, a smirk slid over the large cats features as his claws slid out and he positioned himself slightly for a oncoming attack. "Yes?" The warrior had no loyalty to Thornclaw just yet until he was actually made deputy and it seemed Furyfang wanted the position himself. "Only strong should lead yes, Cat think he is stronger and more vicious than Vipervenom?" The mountain lion stepped forward staring down at Furyfang eye for eye except the tom blinked. Staring games were for beginners it strained the eyes and made them irritated. "New rule should be only strong lead. Thornclaw strong, I strong, You vicious but not strong. I am more vicious and if you want to test it be my guest." This time his voice was more solid not that his mind was coming back but his primal nature was rousing and his mind fell into place allowing a berserker to take the place of the madder.


    OOC: I set it up.

    FuryFangs watches ViperVenom and flickers the tip of his tail and mutters softly, "ThornClaw is the boss." He walks be ViperVenom remaing silent but his muscles tensed.
    ThornClaw watches the two felines a few moments and smiles. "Splendid." He purrs softly and nudges his head to the bushes in front of him, "this way." He beings trotting to camp, singing a soft melody.

    Vipervenom walked by Furyfang taking his place beside and a paw step back of Thornclaw where the deputy always walked in the group. "Vipervenom notice you named Thornclaw not Thornstar, Why not leader go to Moonstone and get nine lives?" The cougar looked over at his leader his fevered eyes glowing with the madness that raged behind those golden eyes. "We be real clan able to attend gatherings and all privileges of clan cats if we have Starclan." The tom knew where the moonstone was having gone there before. "Moonstone gives clan leader nine lives becomes part of clan gives warnings and omens. Have medicine cat to heal all and get dreams, they do not interfere in our way of living but will honor us with visions and strong warriors if we have Starclan."

    ThornClaw listens quietly and once ViperVenom was finished, he beings to talk slowley. "I do not think we need StarClan to defeat others. Faith is up to us and yourself, not StarClan. I do not want nine lives. I believe one is all you need and gives you more passion to keep fighting. I will not change my name, it has always been ThornClaw and always will. I don't want to feel special but rather to be closer with my clanmates. We are diffrent, and I believe you should keep the name you want to. We can attend gatherings, or at least I'd think... We'd just be outcast. But I plan on doing this without the help of StarClan. Yes I do believe in them and I still pray my thanks to them before I eat my meal but I want to show others you don't need the help and you can do it alone as a cat, without nine lives and without the magical wonders of StarClan. I think StarClan understands or I hope. I think StarClan knows that we still believe them but want to take the world on without them, not until are time is up."

    Vipervenom shrugged as he walked. "As long as no one interferes with me praying to my ancestors then i don't care about the path you choose to walk. Starclan takes all cats into there paws and you may be right but the nine lives are a gift to keep the clan going so even if you die once your time here is not done. Thornclaw the clan is yours until you die but you understand it's purpose better than anyone and for that I think you should go to the moonstone. We are strong already any cat who faces us will learn that as did those cats who ran when I appeared. But sometimes faith alone can keep the clans at bay." The tom looked back at Furyfang a cold gleam in his golden eyes. "Keep up Furyfang your falling a little far behind." The tom chuckled knowing Furyfang couldn't pass him or Thornclaw.

    ThornClaw sighs and speaks low, "I'm not going. Not yet. The clan doesn't seem to mind, other then you. And for now I'll keep it like that until more speak to me." He picks up the pace a bit more, breathing in the familiar scents.
    FuryFangs growls low, folding his auds onto his scalp and mutters, "watch your tail kit, I might rip it off for a snack." He snaps his fangs, making a cracking sound and chuckles.

    Vipervenom shook his head. "It's not that i mind but rather the safety and stability of the clan itself, Your the one who knows what direction the clan is going and your our leader but if you die I will take the reigns next but I'm not sure which way your heading with the clan. A single fight could destroy all we build from some unlucky accident or some lucky apprentice getting you from behind. Besides the other clan leaders have to accept you if you have star in your name for they know our ancestors have accepted us as a real clan. It's not for any reason other than the safety and well being of the clan."


    Vipervenom looked back at Furyfang his golden eyes slits as he waved his thick tail around the muzzle of the tom a slight smirk on his golden features. "Anyway the Moonstone isn't far from here, it actually has nothing to do with one cat Thornclaw but of the clan itself and the respect we will gain. I joined you because I saw possibility and the rise of a new force but it means nothing if you can't sit with the other clans as a equal for as long as you don't hold the name Star as leader then were nothing more than loners and rouges pretending we belong. I am a clan cat I was born a clan cat I have trained as a clan cat and I follow clan ways. Not because of what it is but because of what it represents, Unity of all under one strong leader. Just get the lives and your name and be a real driving force." The deputy wanted what was best for his new clan but as long as they didn't have Starclans blessing the other clans wouldn't care for them.