The Great War

((Aww... I understand... XD I'm glad that VikingClan isn't here.... yet...))

RiddleClan

Riddlestar faced the groups that had been created. He knew some had more of a chance of survival, whereas others might need some friendly cats around. He was glad that the other Clan, Red Moon Clan would be there as well. He knew that they had some other allies as well, and truly hoped that cats like Grimriver and Scratchpond wouldn't attack them...
He glanced around and frowned. On their long travel to the battlefield, he hadn't been able to catch any scent of VikingClan at all; it was as if the cats had dissappeared from the face of the earth. He shook his white head, and sighed, nothing could be done about it.

Darkleaf glanced over at Grimriver and admired the way he stalked along and fancied herself in a dream where he could be her mate. But then she remembered with joy that she would be seeing Omenheart somewhere amongst the Red Moon Clan cats; and she bounced with happiness.

Earthpaw was fuming over the fact that she would probably be killed by Grimriver if she wasn't careful. She knew how ruthless he could be, and she didn't want to end her well planned out life by someone she wanted to kill. She didn't want it to be the other way round...
She tilted her head as she considered how she would do this; she didn't want to ally herself with the Tribe, nor stay with RiddleClan.

Cloudflight turned his worried gaze to Riddlestar and wondered how the tom was going to get through the war. Riddlestar had lost one life because Nightwhisper had fought him, another when Farir and Maplepaw "mock-attacked" him while he was watching apprentices practice. He wondered where they were now. He had always thought Farir and Maplepaw as honest, but something must have gotten into them, something really riddiculous.

Fawntail followed closely behind his deputy, Lilychaser as he watched her steps. He yawned and wondered if he'd get to see his mother and sister, Leafstep. He had no idea of how he would get away from a situation where he would stand face to face with the cats he didn't want to fight, even if they were on the other side. One thing was certain, the chance was lowered because he wasn't with Darkleaf and Grimriver, the two who would go straight for Taintedstar and his mate.

Silverpaw gulped. Her stomach was a tight knot, and her throat was dry as paper. She bit her lip and her legs quivered the whole way. She wondered later how she'd gotten anywhere at all on those legs. She stared ahead at Willowwind, fearing the time that would come when she'd stand against a Tribe cat or a LuminousClan cat. She'd heard of other allies, but who were they?

Ghost, the kit ghost cat padded around the warrior, Cinderwish. She hissed angrily as she remembered how she'd died...

Red Moon Clan

Suntrail's jaws were full of herbs and he hoped he wouldn't have to use all of them. He didn't like war and found it very annoyinng that other cats would think of starting them.

Curioustear glanced around, worried. He had nothing to lose, but his life and his sister, Cherryflame. He didn't want to lose them, but he couldn't do anything about it... they had to win, losing was just not Red Moon Clan.

Dewdrop was alert for any sound outside the normal chirrups of the birds and other small creatures. His stomach rumbled and he wished he'd eaten a bit more when he still was in the camp.

The Tribe Where Omens Fall

Darkness followed his father, not wanting to leave his side, but he was still close to Redwolf and Copper. He wished that his mother had come, but she'd been a bit angry at them and had decided to guard the camp instead.

((I think that's all...))

((Sorry this took so long was having problems with the internet))

Tribe Where Omens Fall

Starscream padded proudly next to his leader Chaosstar, his bright red tabby coat blazing in the sunlight and offering him no camouflage amongst the dull greys of the rocks surrounding him. Starscream however didn't intend on hiding in the shadows any longer, "no" he thought gleefully "before this battle is over I will see Chaosstar dead at my paws and I will take my rightful place as the Leader of this Tribe. Our enemies will be crushed under our paws like the wriggling insects they are and no one shall challenge my authority again." Starscream shook himself of those wonderful thoughts, right now he had to focus because before any of that could happen he would first have to lead the attack on Riddle Clan. The Chaos-Starter smirked wickedly to himself; he was going to enjoy this.

Skyfire padded uneasily a few paces behind Starscream, unwilling to let the other cat out of his sight. He was greatly aided by the fact that his large size placed him nearly a whole head higher than most other cats in the Tribe however although he had willingly joined the Tribe Skyfire didn’t believe in war and senseless violence, at heart he was a pacifist. The only reason he had joined the Tribe was because it was where he had found his long-lost friend now turned mate, Starscream. Skyfire would fight today but not for Chaosstar and his ridiculous grudges, no he would fight only to protect his mate because he couldn’t bear to lose the other cat again.

Thundercracker remained near the rear of the Tribe padding alongside his brother Primeheart. He was the Tribes field medic and in his mouth dangled a large leaf stuffed full with as many herbs as he could physically carry. Thundercracker felt rather lucky that he wouldn’t be on the front lines but he still worried for the safety of his father and brothers.

Skywarp padded alongside the other warriors of his Tribe rather glad that he hadn’t been among those picked to remain behind to guard the rear against Tribe of Endless War. Mainly because that was the Tribe that his friend Blizzardgaze lived with after she had been exiled and Skywarp knew that he could never bring himself to attack her. Especially since he had finally admitted to himself that he loved her.

Tribe of Endless War

Cyclone followed after the rest of his Tribe, he knew that he should be excited by the prospect of a good war since that was a core part of his Tribes beliefs but he couldn’t stop glaring at Fallingstar. In Cyclone’s mind she had no right to be leader while Risingstar still lived amongst the Tribe Where Omens Fall, it should have been him to lead them into this glorious battle not her.

Tribe of Lost Hopes

Fireflight cheerfully followed after her leader Nightmare to head off the coming attack from Tribe of Endless War. As she walked she daydreamed of what the coming battle would look like.

Red Moon Clan

Jazzsoul fidgeted nervously while she walked, this coming battle would be the greatest challenge that she had ever faced as a warrior and she wondered if she was ready. However she reasoned that even if the challenge proved too great and she died in battle, she didn’t regret the life she had lived. She would much rather die today defending the clan that rescued her then return to her former life as a soft little kittypet.

Riddleclan
Why are we even here? What have we done to get this thing called 'war'? Riddleclan has never been in any 'war'! Cinderwish sulked to herself quietly, never actually aware of the facts enough to participate in any fight for her clan... It had taken many moons to even nail the prospect of a true war into her head as she had sensed the rising conflict. Unfortunately, it had taken much too long.
Cinderwish's white pelt with cinnamon-dusted splotches dotted with the stray silver hairs of age seemed to move in a rippling, twich-wave as yet another sharp cramp stabbed her insides. I swear, it's as if I myself am trying to convice my mind I should be an elder. But I am not! I have aged too fast! As long as I have my claws, my spirit, and my clan I am a senior warrior. Senior.... It is a loosely used term anyways. the warrior though with a shiver. It wasn't her fault that she had developed the genetic condition that truly did decrease her prime, but she had no way of knowing that. Her life had been full of denial lately, finally having been corrupted by the toll life had decided to overcharge the green-eyed aura of despair. It doesn't matter how old I am now. I would fight to the death for the clan that has been my home throughout my life. The cats that have been so kind to me even though I've never been... As solidly loyal as I am now. Cinderwish could not ignore the looming pounding on her back that told her she probably would end up losing herself in this battle. She closed her eyes briefly as she lingered mildly close to the front of the group, where she could sacrifice her life as she wished if they were attacked head-on. I can only hope to take my last breath at least after I glimpse a moment of the victory after this battle is done. she thought in her mind as she tried to clear it. Cinderwish opened her eyes again, now flashing them into green lasers of focus, and pushing the thought of possible dread at the possible loss of the war over to the back of her mind.

Riddleclan

Whisperpaw felt timid, about this fight. His stomach ached at the putrid thought of gruesome blood shed. The black Manx shivered, as a rush of adrenaline pulsated through out him. He felt almost bad, that he felt existed to be in a battle, but the fear of losing his life came into his view.
He looked at the battle field. Then at the cats in it. "So many..." he whispered to himself. This would be his first battle, and he feared it would be his last.

Red moon Clan

Joyblaze was 'pumped'. She could not wait to fight, and let her fighting instinctive mind take control...Control. Her powers would lack in strength, because she is still un-fully trained herself to control her fire, but she didnt let that thought stop her for giving this fight all she has. She was going to show her Clan what see was made of....

Neverheart looked at the Clans and Tribe who have gathered together to fight in this epic battle. He hated the pain and suffering that would take place, but he didnt want to think of such things at the moment. He let his head stay up high, and his tail lash violently. The only thing that could break him down, into a whimpering, weak, cat, was if his only kin died.

Tribe where Omens Fall

Featherstream followed her new tribe, she did not know what to do! She had no other choice but to go, she couldn't think of any other way of defending her and Shadehearts beautiful kits. She wondered if she would see either of her brothers whilst she fought, She was completely oblivious to the fact that they now walked the ranks of Starclan, she sighed, hoping that her former clan was safe.

Luminousclan
Hourkit bolted out of camp, his fur puffed out, he was determined to fight! He would protect the clan at the cost of his life! He had to prove that he was the best fighter ever! Then he would surely be made an apprentice and warrior much sooner than usual, With me here, I bet we'll win in no time! he thought as he ducked into a hollowed out tree, he waited there hidden as he waited for his sister, Timekit to join him, together they would be unstoppable! He was sure of it!

RED MOON CLAN:

Icepaw bursted into battle clawws sheaded ready to fight. her ice breathe flareing from her nostrils

Luminous clan

Lunastar padded next to Taitedstar, an evil, battle ready glare in her eyes, she will give no mercy to her father, riddlestar. Her claws dug up the Earth with every pad, I will not give up... No mercy, not to anyone. She thought.

Leafstep padded anxiously behind her mother and father, If I was next to Cloudfrost, I'd be so much more confident... She thought sadly.

Timekit puffed her fur out also, as she followed her brother, Hourkit, she was ready to fight for her clan and win with her brother. We are unstoppable!! She thought.

( OK, now I post :P *copy paste*)

Lilychaser and her group walked to the battle in silence. Many cats would be injured, even killed to day. The thought of it made her cringe. We don't need this war. All of us should be able to live without these problems. No matter what great lenths some cats would go to dodge the fact of being in such a large war, they would just get dragged back into it. Lilychaser thought of the fact that this might be her or her clostest friends' last day to live. It was unbearable. To think that some cats train their who life and can't wait 'till the day they go into war! At least she would fight for the good, rightious side. But still, the most faithful of cats can betray or be betrayed...

Thanks Suki! I forgot.

RiddleClan

Mousegaze looked or rather smelled around. It was rather silly. A war over what? A prank? She heard some familiar voices, mostly talking about the war plan and stuff. She smelt Grimriver, Darkleaf, but none of them seemed the same to her. Darkleaf was happy, and that sparked a tiny smile in Mousegaze. A War. She was blind. This was not going to end well. She started worrying about what was going to happen. Then a tear fell and that was that.

Starstruck looked around. She was dead skinny and some of her ribs were sticking out. She had stopped eating after her mate, Dreadwing was murdered. She looked at the mouse in front of her and got up walking away. She wasn't in the mood for food. She wasn't in the mood for anything anymore. Not even war. She snuck off to the border line and crossed through it.

Red Moon Clan

Omenheart looked around. He wanted to see Darkleaf, and really badly. But this was a war. And in a war, there was fighting. And in fighting, there was killing. He didn't want to fight anyone anymore. But none of the less, he unsheathed his claws and bared his fangs.

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Willowwind led her patrol, making sure they didn't stray from the RiddleClan group. She felt eyes on her and looked over her shoulder at Silverpaw, giving the apprentice a reassuring smile, then looking back to where she was going.
She thought about how many cats might not come back from this war, how many could be seriously injured. She thought of her brother, Brittledust, who was back at camp, in case some cats tried to invade. She studied her clanmates, each cats expression slightly different, most cats looked thoughtful. She wondered how this battle would treat her.

OOC: I'm so sorry I haven't replied!

IC:

Blackshine almost immediately regretted coming as he folllowed Willowwind. Was this really happening? There was a good chance that he wouldn't live to see another day after this one. He tried hard to keep from shaking in fear.

On the other paw, Silentnight dug her claws into the ground as she followed, trying her best to bring up whatever courage she could. She didn't have to fear death. Besides, if she died, at least she'd get to be with StarClan.

((Had to qoute last times... sorry...))
RiddleClan

Red Moon Clan

The Tribe Where Omens Fall

((Sorry this has taken so long my inspiration and motivation died on me :-[))

Tribe Where Omens Fall

~Battlefield~

Starscream shivered slightly as he was suddenly and violently reminded of his leader's capacity for violence, if he wasn't careful he could easily share the same fate as Hazard if his attempted coup failed. He tore his gaze away from Hazard's lifeless eyes and discarded all thoughts of failure because when it came down to himself and Chaosstar, Starscream would make sure it was in a situation where his agility and intelligence could triumph over his Leader's brute strength.

Skyfire gasped, horrified at the sheer brutality of Hazard's death. The true fighting hadn't even begun yet there had been no need for Chaosstar's actions. Panicking slightly Skyfire started to back up as if to run but was blocked in on all sides by the rest of the tribe, he felt completely trapped.

Thundercracker turned his head away from the sight in front of him. His healer's instinct urged him to rush forward to check Hazard's wounds, to help her but the logical part of his mind knew she was already dead. When Thundercracker noticed Chaospaw padding towards him he quickly blanked his expression hoping that the younger cat hadn't seen his moment of weakness for the enemy.

Skywarp flexed his claws excitedly, for the moment he forgot his troubles with Blizzardgaze as his mind became caught up in the anticipation of battle. He grinned when he saw Red Moon Clan's Leader go down so easily, they would rip that pitiful clan to pieces easily.

Tribe of Endless War

~Cliffs~

Cyclone rushed up beside Blizzardgaze desperately searching through Chaosstar's forces for Risingstar, unfortunately with so many cats of different sizes and colours all pressed in together he couldn't distinguish his leader's distinctive pelt.

Tribe of Lost Hopes

~Cliffs~

Fireflight tried desperately to copy Nightmare and Hollystorm and blend into the shadows but she didn't think she was doing very well. Her bright red and white pelt was almost impossible to camoflage especially against stone.

Red Moon Clan

~Battlefield~

"HAZARD!!!" Jazzsoul cried out for her fallen leader and friend but her grief quickly turned to rage when all Chaosstar did was chuckle after murdering her friend. As if it had been nothing to him but some big joke, she glared at him before yowling "YOU MONSTER!!!"

((Hope that's okay :-\))

Ooc~ So sorry for not replying soon enough. And all I've got is a cranky half-elder holding everyone up. Goodness.

Riddleclan
Cinderwish craned her neck to try to see over a few cat's heads. She could have sworn she saw a flicker of movement some way up ahead of them, but wasn't sure if she was just hallucinating. The she-cat blinked. Who could be sure of anything when thet were surrounded by so many trees and rabbits? Hold on. Rabbits? Now she knew she was mad. The now dirt-colored she-cat let out a spontaneous laugh, shaking herself. I must look like a lunatic to everycat that can see. But at least lunatics can fight better. She scoffed. They're crazy enough to turn on any cat, even their own clanmates.
Cinderwish blinked, pausing. She was not, under any circumstances, going to turn on her adoptive clan. Ever.

She wondered when they were to get on with the battle. Her join were starting to get sore, her muscles were twitching from standing still so long. But she would not jump up to attack possibly imaginary enemies unless Riddlestar said to do so. Haha, or maybe everycat was the mad one except for her. They had no way of telling.