"c'mon fellas." [OPEN ~ Three loners raid ThunderClan!]

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    "You talk funny." The white apprentice laughed, jumping from the tree he was in. "Where ya from? Crazyville? Man, I've wanted to go there since I was little kit!" Snowpaw rolled his blue eyes, smiling. "A fight, just before we go help those SunClanners. Fun."

    "Me?" Jett chuckled at the comment. She was from Crazyville. "It runs through the fam." the loner replied smoothly, in her usual crisp tone. She abandoned the conversation between her and the apprentice, and she focused back on Fireshine.

    Kiwi watched the whole conversation between Jett and the clan cats.
    An entertained expression washing over his face.
    The harsh banter between all of them was pretty comical, and Jett was comitting verbal murder BEYOND recognition.
    His bright green gaze locked onto Snowpaw.
    Another tom, just his age.


    Simply perfect.


    He slunk in from the side, watching his target quietly.
    After a few moments of pause he lunged, aiming to tackle the Thunderclanner at his left hip.

    Kiwi smiled when he felt his attack hit.
    He slid to the side in an attempt to avoid the claws, but three slits slowly appeared on his eyebrow.
    The tom hissed in anger, and his tail fluffed out even larger.
    The brown mass of fur stalked toward Snowpaw, making all sorts of weird growling sounds.
    And with that, Kiwi tried to bite his opponents front leg.
    Bright white canines shimmering through his soft pink gums.
    His eyes lusting for the taste of some blood.
    He was FINALLY getting what he wanted.
    A fight!

    Jett's eyes narrowed into copper slits, and her head tilted mockingly. "Just try me, Pump'in." she whispered, her voice sickeningly sweet. Her black lips then drew back into a nasty snarl, her sabers, tinted yellow, just slightly protruding from her mouth. Her paw billowed through the air, with claws extended, as she aimed a heavy blow at the ThunderClanner's maw. "Show me whatcha got." Jett spat.

    Fireshine easily evaded the attacks, her fangs bared. Of course these cats were loners. They had the desperate looks on their 'Oh, I feel so sorry for myself' faces.


    "Stay out of this, Snowpaw. Get the others."


    She commanded, the talented warrior aiming a harsh blow to the Jett's throat.

    OOC: Glo, I hate you. I hate you and your talent >:C


    IC:

    Kiwi sneered at his opponent


    "You aren't going anywhere."


    He hissed coldly, words streaming out like venom.
    The aggressive tom lashed his tail and took a moment to circle the target.
    With eyes narrowed and body crouched, he took a leap of faith.
    Aiming to pin Snowpaw down.

    QuickBlaze heard cats growling and knew something was wrong he came running to see there was a fight going on. :o

    Ooc: anyone want to be my mentor?


    Ic: Rainpaw was walking back to camp After hunting alone. She quickly turned her head to see some cats fighting. Should I help my clanmates or tell the leader, she thought.

    ooc: Noes, Goldy. ::)


    Jett was waiting impatiently for the she-cat's retaliation, and she instantly dropped to the ground, doing an 80º somersault in response. Fireshine's claws scarcely skimmed the surface of Jett's shoulder-- not even piercing her skin.


    The large, tortoiseshell loner hopped swiftly to her paws, her pink tongue swiping across her maw. Her wide-set ears drooped, and she tilted her head goofily.

    Fireshine chuckled.


    "Nice face, doofus."


    She spat in her weird British accent. She did the same face then aimed another blow to the throat. At this point, Fireshine no longer cared about the code.