we are the kraken of our own sinking ships [ Battle ]

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    [/justify] [justify]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~[/justify] [justify]OOC:[/justify] [justify]IC:Dawnflower fell to the ground as pain strucked her back.Her sister,Blackleaf,ran over."I-I-Im sorry.....Black..Leaf....But..There is no hope...for me...let...." Dawnflower said weakily.She then coughed up blood.Blackleaf cried over her sisters body."Please Dawnflower!!!" Blackleaf begged.Dawnflower saw a wolf about to hurt Blackleaf so she quickly hurled herself at the wolf and they then went over a cliff and into the thin ice.The ice then broke and both Dawnflower and the wolf drowned."DAWNFLOWER!!" Blackleaf yelled out.[/justify] [justify]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~[/justify]

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    Along time ago
    A kit, now known as Wildfire
    Was stolen from the leader of Bloodclan.
    This is the story of Scourge's son.


    Fleshrip came back up with Dawncloud's limp body. He set it, gently, down by Vaderstorm. He then old Wildfire to get the twenty herbs he listed earlier. He brought them to Vaderstorm, and Vaderstorm made poultices, herbal concoctions, and spreads for Dawncloud. When he mixed all of the medicine together, it made a sort of ultimate poultice that would make any cat jump up with energy, and it also had the ability to make dead cats come back to life. He gave her that and felt her flank rising as she took in air

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    Auchwitz was barely able to move. She let out a yowl, cracked and hoarse. [size=15pt]"Wolves! Retreat!"[/size] Damned cats. This wouldn't be the last they saw of her and her mate.

    Poppyfrost yowled as she gave a huge bound. Moonheart, though currently injured, would be glad to hear this. She imagined the light in her sister's eyes and the dip of her head. It wasn't at all the same crazy excited reaction that Poppyfrost had but it was her sister. And even though they are different they did things for eachother. I promised myself everything would be okay. Thank you Starclan. And don't you dare mess with Windclan or Snowclan ever again if you know what's good for you, ya rats."

    Rushtail got up on his back legs and yowled, barely feeling his badly bruised back or hind leg. "Run, you group of mangy fox-hearts! Run like the cowards you are!" He dropped back down onto four legs, adrenaline still coursing through him.


    "!!" Mintpaw screeched with pain, her distraction from the call letting the wolf get in one last hit. She fell awkwardly, landing on her fresh wound as the brown wolf bounded off. 'Ha,' she thought, 'at least I got some hits in!' The wolf's face and neck were dripping with blood.
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    Rushtail: RiverClan tom, dark blue fur and amber eyes. Bruised back and leg.


    Mintpaw: WindClan she-cat, jet black fur with a gold-tipped tail and ice-blue eyes. Badly scratched (will scar) hind leg, several shallower scratches on her chest and face.

    A black Timber wolf now in werewolf form stalked in the dark depths of the forest.

    The wolf found Feather and stalked up to her,closer,closer,GOTCHA! She lept and grabed her by the neck,putting her wieght on the cats back.

    (OOC: Hello, Doctor. Come to take me on a journey though that big ball of wibbly-wobbly, spacey-wacey stuff you call time? (Sorry I paraphrased a bit))


    Mintpaw gasped, seeing the wolf attack. She glanced around, hoping someone could help, as she still couldn't get up. "Rushtail! Look!" She pointed her tail toward the last wolf.


    Rushtail started at the voice of his half-sister - had she found out? No, she couldn't have...his thought trailed off as he saw the wolf. "On it!" He barreled toward the wolf and leaped on it, trying to knock it off the other cat.

    feather heard the wolf as it leaped and she tried to doge but wasn't able to get out of the way but she was able to turn and scratch the wolf's eyes and mussel before she was grabbed. she yowled for help, "get off me you flea-pelt!" she hissed.

    Rushtail landed hard on the wolf, rolling it off the cat and jumping out of the way at the last second. "Little trouble here?" he joked.

    "naw I got this." she said smiling "I was just getting to it." she said as she jumped at the wolf growling. "I'm a loner, loners don't need help, remember." she said as she grabbed the wolf's scruff.

    Rushtail smirked as he helped, batting with unsheathed claws at the wolf's muzzle. "That's not what Sierra said when I saved her life earlier!" Inside, he was slightly cringing at the word 'loner'. He didn't mind them - they were usually quite nice, actually - but he didn't think he'd ever be able to not harbor a small feeling of resentment.

    Foxpaw||She-cat||Pro-SnowClan||No-kill||Open for battle



    Foxpaw smiled. "We won the battle! SnowClan is free from these wolves!" she cheered.

    she noticed the cringe and she said, "hey not all loners are bad you know." glancing at him smiling. "sure some kill cats for fun but not all of us are like that." she said trying to smile. then she launched herself at the wolf again.

    Ruunnn you muttss" yowled flamestripe as he limped out of a bush with a kit at his side "firekit go find a medicine cat" flamestripe whispered