[justify]Privatepaw quietly glanced over his shoulder at Cairnpaw, but didn't attempt to make her move back into the nursery. He had almost immediately figured out what she had been thinking, before he lashed his tail. Of course! She wanted to use her powers to heal the Hawkclanners that had been injured. With a secretly low growl, he dug his sharp claws into the ground. If she wasn't careful, she could get hurt. Regardless of whether she was a queen or not, if she got these Bloodclanners p*ssed of, they wouldn't hesitate to beat her up.[/justify]
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Brokenrose watched the Hawkclan cats.
ooc;; Small recap on what happened? School.
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Brokenrose watched the Hawkclan cats.ooc;; Small recap on what happened? School.
OOC: Oh, ya know. Fighting, argueing, watching. xD Cairnpaw asked Privatepaw to ger Brokenrose.
[justify]Privatepaw quietly glanced over his shoulder at Cairnpaw, but didn't attempt to make her move back into the nursery. He had almost immediately figured out what she had been thinking, before he lashed his tail. Of course! She wanted to use her powers to heal the Hawkclanners that had been injured. With a secretly low growl, he dug his sharp claws into the ground. If she wasn't careful, she could get hurt. Regardless of whether she was a queen or not, if she got these Bloodclanners p*ssed of, they wouldn't hesitate to beat her up.[/justify]IC: Cairnpaw gave a tiny nod, as if knowing what he was thinking.
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[justify]IC} Privatepaw gave her a warning glance, knowing that she was intending to use her powers.
OOC} Hmm?[/justify]
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Brokenrose still watched, his albino eyes taking on the look that his great-uncle had used before. One that signified that he was thinking, thinking....
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Ohs, thank you. Brokenrose is going to react to that, but slowly. :) -
A twentyfive foot python slithered through the crowd, snapping at the paws of Hawkclan cats, his amber eyes glinting with enjoyment. Executioner slid to a stop, waiting.
Tangledpaw slid out of the shadows, her eyes gleaming. "Ashfeather!" the Bloodclan apprentice cooed happily, stalking through the crowd. "Rowan! Border!"
[executioner-extremely hard-bloodclan-]
[tangledpaw-medium-bloodclan-looking for ashfeather]A Reaper of Hawkclan opened his jaw to let out a harsh snarl at the invading cats. "You won't get away with this!" he spat, his green eyes flicking around for a glimpse of Alamea. Had she gotten hurt?
[cheetahspeed-hard-hawkclan]
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"Oh, just like we didn't get away with burning WindClan?" Batwing erased, her slightly plump stomach making her a bit less graceful than usual. The Third Tier giggled at Cheetahspeed's words, yellow eyes twinkling. -
"Only the true sadistic bas****s have an eternity of misery awaiting them after this life," spat Cheetahspeed in response to Batwing.
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Batwing scowled then, her ears angling backwards. "Not according to our religion. The Field welcomes all." -
"Of course you would make up a religion where your ways are accepted." replied Cheetah coldly.
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[font=georgia]A shot in the dark
A past, lost in space
Where do I start
The past, and the chase
You hunted me down
Like a wolf, a predator
I felt like a deer in love lights...[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=1px; background:url('http://i50.tinypic.com/33dw9it.png'); width: 420px; margin-top: 3px; border-radius: 20px;][font=georgia]Chemicalvirus's bright golden tabby fur was bristling with anger as he noticed all the madness going on as his sharp neon-green gaze was flickering around with anger and hatred.
A long-legged splendor-light silver ticked tabby let out a surprised hiss as she noticed the python. Her long claws unsheathed as a low growl rumbled in her throat as she noticed the python had almost caught her. Alamea's deep clear blue eyes were trained directly on the large creature.
ooc.{{A SHERLOCK PICTURE!!! Hottahottahottahotta. I <333 Sherlock! Especially that one.}}[/fancypost]
[font=georgia][color=black][i]Was I bait to pull you in
The thrill of the kill
You feel, is a sin
I lay with the wolves, alone it seems
I thought I was part of you...[/fancypost]
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(Holy crap. What is my charrie gonna do!?)Whitecloud|Extreme|Only kill if your charrie is extreme. Possible capture/injury|Hawkclan|Reaper Assistant
Whitecloud's muscles rippled as he tensed. His second battle. He loved it. But that also scared him which was quite rare. Seeing fear in his enemie's eyes...it excited him. Was that wrong? Whitecloud hated questioning himself and his loyalty but Bloodclan, he had to admit, was powerful even though the cats might not be as strong. This was a battle for Whitecloud's inner self- which was rarely expressed- too. He would have to see where his loyalties lay. But already he wanted to learn the lethal Bloodclanner's fighting techniques and skills. Even if it meant turning into a monster. Maybe he already was one.
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The python glared at Alamea and hissed softly, "You know, I haven't really been given any rulesss to go by. I think I'll jussst have you for lunch now." Executioner shot forwards, aiming to rip out a chunk of the she-cats side.
"Oi! Anyone know Ashfeather?" called Tangledpaw, mingling through the Hawkclanners, her eyes narrowed as she looked for the lying bast***d.
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[img width=510 height=382]http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs7…by_tigeress27-d3aafst.jpg[/img]
[font=georgia]A shot in the dark
A past, lost in space
Where do I start
The past, and the chase
You hunted me down
Like a wolf, a predator
I felt like a deer in love lights...[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=1px; background:url('http://i50.tinypic.com/33dw9it.png'); width: 420px; margin-top: 3px; border-radius: 20px;][font=georgia]Alamea's bright blue gaze were filled with fury as she noticed the Executioner trying to bite her as she quickly zipped away with her claws fully unsheathed as she aimed to slash at the python's side while going past.[/fancypost]
[font=georgia][color=black][i]Was I bait to pull you in
The thrill of the kill
You feel, is a sin
I lay with the wolves, alone it seems
I thought I was part of you...[/fancypost]
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[justify]Cairnpaw watched a couple cats fight, not knowing what to do since she hadn't recieved much training. Spotting the tom who questioned Privatepaw, the queen weaved between cats to reach him, claws unsheathed just in case.[/justify]
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Brokenrose looked back at Stainedglass, who was watching Executioner with interest. However, Brokenrose was not interested in the fight. In what sort of fight would he be fighting against Executioner? Of course, there was no reason for him to fight the other cat- Executioner could take care of himself. And so, he turned to watch all the cats in the crowd.
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[justify]Wiggling her rump in the air, Cairnpaw leaped at the black coated tom, hopping to knock him over and land ontop of him, pinning him down, although he did seem stronger than her. Stupid ideas. Then, a thought popped into her head. Gorgepaw had went to BloodClan to get revenge, but most of BloodClan was here now.
Thinking of this, she miscalculated and rolled on the dirt infront of Brokenrose. "Oof."[/justify]
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Brokenrose turned at the sound of the... oof? He was confused, until he spotted Cairnpaw at the ground near him.
Wow, no one's having luck today with their lines.
He smiled, and meowed
"Um, yes?"
It was baffling to him as to why the she-cat was on the grouond, but he gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she tripped. -
[justify]Cairnpaw lept to her paws, ears pinned to her skull in embarassment, as she looked the tom over with unsheathed paws. Hmm... he seems nice enough...But never trust 'em. "How did you know I was a queen?" She questioned, trying to push him towards somewhere where no one was around to see them chat, with her shoulders. Had he arrived when she exited the nursery?[/justify]
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Brokenrose hesitated, and meowed
"Remember that game...the one most kits and apprentices play? Y'know, that one where the leader, simon, says something? And the others follow?"
He didn't want to say it right out, since, even to him, that was abrupt. The events of back then were muddled in his mind. Muddled indeed... He followed after her, careful to keep a few pawsteps behind.