''REBELLION {{[OPEN REVOLUTION AGAINST NIGHTCLAN

It seemed that there was no way to get to Pagannight with Icebreath constantly getting away, so Quillfur decided he'd have to kill her first. He normally didn't like to break the code, especially not by murdering his own clanmates, but this was no time for squeamishness. Besides, Icebreath hardly counted as a warrior now that she'd turned her back on Starclan.

The dark tabby drew his paw back and took another swipe at Pagannight, close enough for Icebreath to block. It would be easier to hit her if she jumped forward to receive every blow.

Icebreath moved her leg, and whirled around, aiming to scratch Tempestkit along the face.
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She swallowed, guessing Quillfur's tactic, but knew she couldn't let Pagannight take the blow. Jumping forward, she blocked his paw with her own, then aimed to cuff his ears.

Prismkit puffed out and unsheathed her tiny claws. "A'ight, who wants to see how a kit can really fight?" she snarled weakly, her kit-like features unthreatening and more hiss than scratch. Turning to Pearlsplash, the kit's eyes shone with fury. "So that's it, huh? As soon as the going gets tough you quit? You grown-ups are nearly all the same! Just going with whatever's easiest! If that happens to every warrior, I don't wanna grow up!" the black and white kit muttered, though most of what she yowled was out of fear and spite. Icebreath wasn't paying attention to the small kit, so Prism shrank down in hopes no cat could see her. Maybe she would be able to sneak attack on some cat.

The cuff landed and Quillfur snarled in irritation as his ears rang, but didn't wait more than a heartbeat before going at it again. He slashed once, twice, three times at Pagannight's shoulder, the most obvious place to try and hit. Predictability, for once, would be helpful with his tactic.

Tempestkit fell to the ground, blood dripping into his eyes and temporarily blinding him. The chocolate tabby stood up and aimed to scratch Icebreath on the mouth, snarling at the cat all the while. He danced backwards and fluffed out his chocolate tabby pelt, his amber eyes glowing with hunger for blood. His paws were already soaked in it, his own and other cat's.

Icebreath snarled, and took the blows. She aimed another swipe, then decided she needed to rest.

Icebreath took a step back to evaluate her injuries. Badly scratched chest, scratched underbelly and an aching shoulder. It didn't seem that bad, but if felt horrible.

She dodged Tempestkit's attack.

Tempestkit let the blow hit him, and it landed squarely on his right shoulder. Shrugging it off, the chocolate tabby tucked his tail in between his legs and acted like he was running from the fight. He ran halfway past Icebreath and leaped into the air, aiming a blow on her tailbone.

Icebreath yelped and jumped around, hissing and aiming to scratch Tempestkit's eyes.

Luckily, Tempestkit closed his eyes before the blow struck. It still hit him, but the claws only scratched his eyelids. It still stung though, really bad. Hissing and spitting, the tabby tom sat down. A calm look overcame his face, and his eyes lost their bloodlust. He sheathed his claws and curled his tail around his tabby paws. He was trying to manipulate the other cat to stop, for he would hurt her badly if this fight continued.

Blue eyes alight with hatred, Prismkit let out a snarl. Icebreath was not allowed to hurt her brother, or any of them for that matter! Tail lashing, the kit pulled back her lips in a kit-snarl, claws unsheathed to the full extent of her toes. Letting out a mad yowl of hatred, Cloudyday's daughter leaped into the air, aiming to stop Icebreath from hurting Tempestkit anymore than he already was.

Icebreath simply took a step back, and aimed a swipe at Prismkit.

Viperfang leaped in the way of the tiny kit and aimed to knock the kit away from the other warrior. "Pagannight is our leader now! He deserves our respect! If you're a loyal Shadowclan cat, you'll follow him!"

Icebreath nodded, both in agreement and in thanks.

The blow hit her delicate frame harder than Prism had intended, sending her reeling backwards, only to hit the hard ground with an oomph. No, this would not do. It would not do at all to let her think she had won. So, struggling to get to her feet, Prismkit repeated the process of snarling and unsheathing her small ivory claws. Then she bunched up her muscles and sprang at Icebreath, intending to scratch her eyes like she had Tempestkit.

"Well I guess I'm not loyal then!" Tempestkit meowed, dashing forward to nip Viperfang's legs. "As long as I'm alive, I'll never surrender to that a*shole of a leader!"

Icebreath dodged, and hissed, "Sh*t! I'll kill you if you say one more word about Pagannight!"

Viperfang felt the nip on her leg, bit quickly pulled her paw up and aimed to swat the kit- hard. "You're not loyal! Any other clan would accept their new leader, except all of you fools!"