Orangeflare needs help against a group of rouges!

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    Orangeflare's body was gashing, opening up with blood, his apprentice laying down, not dead, but asleep from his wounds, "We need...help." Orangeflare padded over to his apprentice, Dewpaw, and carried him to the Thunderclan camp, but the rouges were following. "I need to speed up." Orangeflare thought as he scented the 6 rouges nearby.

    A beautiful long-furred brown tabby pounced. "Gotcha!" Eventually, the squirming of the creature below her paws stopped.
    Smoothwhisper had successfully caught it: a large rabbit! But its companion was getting away, although it was wounded. She burried it and chased after the other rabbit, which lead her to Orangeflare. While the rabbit stuffed itself into a hole, the warrior watched the six rogues. "Great Starclan!" She meowed to herself. She then followed the rogue closest to the back of the group and pounced on it. Before she was knocked against a tree, Smoothwhisper did manage to leave a large scratch over the sixth rogue's eye. While the other five kept racing after Orangeflare, Smoothwhisper did what she could. She continuously dodged and scratched the rogue as if she were dancing, then eventually found the moment when the warrior had her one chance. A deep scratch was on her front left leg, but the adrenaline stopped the paid. Smoothwhisper grabbed her one opportunity to bite the rogue's neck, then tossed him into a bush where she added a deep scratch in his flank. "Go away!" She hissed, and the rogues was more than happy to obey. Then the warrior went on to try and fight the next cat.

    Thistleheart rushed towards the battle. How dared they, come on thunderclan territory? How dare they attack his clanmates?
    He roared with barely suppressed fury and pounced on the nearest rogue, his claws unsheathed as far as they would go.

    OOC: TALON!!! Do you remembre who I RP in the cult? I got lazy and forgot :(


    IC: Smoothwhisper easily chased off the fourth rogue. She watched as a warrior known as Thistleheart fought off one of them. By now, the three remaining rogues noticed that their peers were missing and were hesitant to chase Orangeflare. They were thinking of helping their friends but ditched the idea.

    OOC: Just a second, I'll check on the sign up thread.
    IC: Thistleheart paused right before he killed the rogue he was fighting; he hated rogues more than anything, but the warrior code said that he mustn't kill unless it was absolutely neccecary. He sighed, annoyed, then snarled at the rogue. It was a simple command, and one that he expected to be obeyed. "Run, kittypet."
    And if the rogue stayed? He relished the thought. Then, he'd have no choice but to finish them off.


    OOC: Edited: You play Shadow, a Zealot Fanatic.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by тalon ().

    OOC: Thank you so much! Sorry for not being very active. >_<


    AHHH! Completely forgot about the warrior code thing, I think I'll edit the posts.


    IC: Smoothwhisper ran to a spot just behind Orangeflare and created a wall with her body.

    The rogues stopped in front of the two warriors. Their path was blocked. "Out of the way!" The largest one hissed.

    Smoothwhisper snarled, "Go back to your little lives and leave Thunderclan alone!"


    The three rogues looked at each other, then headed for the two cats in their path.

    OOC: You need to RP some rogues, they are NPCs. lolz.


    IC: Smoothwhisper blocked the two rogues from joining the duel. "Orangeflare, help us!" She called.


    The large rogue smirked and turned to the side, causing Thistleheart to harmlessly dig in to the muscles on his legs. Well, not harmlessy, as blood dripped out, but it wasn't too painful. The rogue then aimed his claws at Thistleheart's leg.

    OOC: "Sorry?" Umm, okay, I forgive you? I don't know why you're sorry but... you'd better be! XD just kidding.


    IC: Smoothwhisper tackled the lightest rogue. The other one tried to tackle Thistleheart off of her father.

    OOC: Okay. I'm not used to godmodding or powerplaying.
    IC: Thistleheart leaped aside to escape the blow, but that required releasing the leader. He whirled to face his newest opponent, who circled him, hissing. "Stay back," he growled, his hackles raised. He knew he couldn't face off against two rogues at once. "I'm warning you!"
    As one, the two rogues pounced. The largest one tackled Thistleheart, and the smaller one scratched at Thistleheart's face, making two small scratches on his muzzle. "Get off me!" he hissed, kicking hard at the large rogue's belly.

    OOC: Some cats are NPCs... meaning they have no bio/further RP, so everyone can RP. ^_^ (Like a fox in a fox attack thread)


    IC: Smoothwhisper raked her claws down the belly of the rogue she was fighting. This was a fierce one, but not as elite as a warrior. She was clawed on her ear by a weak swipe, but when she got off her oponent he fled in terror. This left the two rogues, probably the toughest of them. Smoothwhisper headed for the large rogue's right eye.

    The rogue yowled in pain, blood streaming from the eye. He turned and ran for it.
    Thistleheart growled and turned on the she-rogue, darting at her with surprising speed for a cat of his size, and slashing down her side.

    Silverswift, while out hunting for prey, heard the comotion of all the fighting not far from her. Worried on what was going on, she shrugged away from her hunting duties and rushed to the scene. She leaped over a bush and saw all the fighting between her fellow ThunderClan warriors and the rogues. "What's going on!?" She asked Smoothwhisper as she flexed her claws

    Smoothwhisper's beserk mode faded as she watched the warrior known as Silverswift come towards her. The she-rogue wasn't moving apart from her glaring and breathing, which let them know she was still conscious. "A warrior here was attacked by six rogues, we had a tough time but now there is only one rogue left." The brown tabby warrior noticed, for the first time, her own heavy breathing. She decided not to mess with her body's natural movements.

    Silverswift hissed "I hate rogues...what about the warrior who was attacked, are they alright?" she asked as she looked around the fight scene