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    The sound of thunder slammed down from the eerie gray skies above. Cold rain poured from the clouds, their drops soaking the ground with large, clear drops. A harsh wind blew against the trees, swaying them dramatically with a eerie howl. Saying that this storm was bad, well, that would be an understatement. Deep within the dark forest, inside a group of trees and marsh, there were voices. Soft voices, and against the wind, it was even softer. One of the voices was that of a she-cat, high pitched with pure terror.



    "How does it feel?" A harsh, raspy meow sounded. "To know your moment of death?" A tom stood over a trembling she-cat, his claws on her throat. Against the dark clouds-- Even darker with the night sky behind it, the tom was unrecognizable. The she-cat let out a shaky meow. "I-I'm not going to d-die.." She gasped out. "Y-You couldn't.. You wouldn't.." She didn't even know who this cat was-- She had been taking a nightly stroll when he had appeared. He had said only one thing: "I found you." She felt slightly guilty, at not taking the advice of her friends-- She had told them in the warriors den that she would just be right back-- That nothing would go wrong. So much for that...



    She wasn't really going to die, was she? This cat, who she'd never seen before, wouldn't just kill her, right? He couldn't be... An assassin? What did she do that deserved such a fate as this? She squirmed under the cats weight, trying to get free of his claws. He growled and dug his claws in slightly, making the she-cat freeze with fear. "Don't try anything," He mewed menacingly. "You're dead anyway-- But anything funny with just make it more painful."



    The she-cat's mind raced. She couldn't die! She had friends to get back too, she couldn't leave them! Especially not her younger sister-- Her mother had died not to long after the second litter of kits-- And her sister had been the only survivor out of three kits. What if this strange cat came after her next?


    "Any last words?" The tom growled in her ear, his claws slowly slipping deeper into her throat.
    The she-cat clenched her teeth. Was this really her last moment?

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    Lightningstrike padded out of the clan camp, his tail dragging down on the ground. He shook his head, a breathy sigh escaping his mouth.


    And I thought tonight, it would be different. He had been losing sleep. He couldn't. He was so drowsy, he was so tired, but every time he closed his eyes, energy seeped into his paws, and he couldn't sleep. Whenever he got up, however, he was back to feeling dead-tired, and it frustrated him to bits.


    He stopped in his tracks, the scents in the air causing his fur to bristle. A fellow clanmate, and another unknown smell. His eyes flew wide. An intruder!


    He followed his nose and his large ginger paws thundered against the ground as he ran. He didn't even see where he was going anymore. He was just running, following the scent, chasing...


    "Get away from her," he hissed threateningly. He leaped, claws unsheathed, aiming for the stranger's face.


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    The tom jerked his head up from the cowering she-cat, startled by the sudden voice and a cat flying towards him. A hiss escaped him as his attempted dodge failed and the newcomers claws cut through his ear. With a growl, he swiped at the tom muzzle, his teeth bared. "Stay out of this, tom! This is my business!" He knew with they way these "Clans" Worked, a clanmate wouldn't leave another at the claws of a loner-- But it was worth trying. Most likely, he'd have to slip off and attack another time.

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    Lightningstrike hissed as the stranger's claws went straight through his muzzle. He could feel the sting of a flesh wound near his nose, but he ignored the pain, eyes intent on the stranger. He curled his lip.


    "Yeah, right. This is your business. Foxdung! She's my Clanmate, which makes it my business." Lightningstrike lowered his head and snarled, walking in between the she-cat and the stranger. "Get out of our territory!"


    Although he highly doubted that this stranger would leave so quickly, he was ready to fight tooth and claw for the she-cat. He can't leave her like that! The camp was too far to call for help. Not like I need help.


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    The tom grinned with satisfaction as his claws met the newcomer's flesh. It was short lived, however, when he didn't back down. He flattened his ears as a flying insult struck him. Obviously, this cat didn't know who he was talking to.


    "Get out of our territory!" He heard the tom snarl. That tom-- the only thing that stood between him and the she-cat. All his instincts screamed at him to kill the tom and get him out of the way-- But he couldn't do that. Assassins' didn't go around killing people. A particular person is chosen, and a skilled killer makes his move.
    This tom, however, hadn't been in the plan. "Fox-dung..." The tom growled. He couldn't carry his plan out this way-- And two Shadowclanners killed would most definitely bring the wrath of the leader. But what could he do? Backing down wasn't something he was used to.


    Okay, if he wants to fight, I'll fight. He thought. Most likey, though, He'd just get told to leave again, giving him the opportunity to sneak off this territory and hide out until he had another chance.

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    Lightningstrike kept his gaze trained on the stranger, his fur bristling in every direction, making him appear even larger than before.


    "What? Didn't you hear me, intruder? I said get out!" He narrowed his eyes, deep green irises seemingly black from the night's darkness, and when he shifted his head to the left, it glinted to life, reflecting the light of the moon.


    Lightningstrike stood his ground, his long whiskers twitching.


    "You should run while you're ahead, stranger," Lightningstrike warned. "Unless you're looking for a death sentence!"


    Lightningstrike reared up on his hind legs, and, using every muscle in his lower body, jumped into the air, his claws ready to rain down on the intruder.



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    The stranger had braced himself long before the tom struck, giving him a split second to leap out of with way and give a slightly unsteady swipe at the tom. "You wanna fight, do you?" He snarled, a grin creeping it's way onto his face. Fighting was what he was made for. After all, It was hard to kill strong cats, but he had to be trained to do so. Of course, he'd only kill this tom if he had to.

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    Lightningstrike let out a snarl as the claws nicked his ear. He landed on his paws and hissed.


    "Oh, is it not obvious, foxdung? You're much more stupid than I initially thought," Lightningstrike spat, his tail lashing and his fur bristling even more so than before. "I do not fight to kill, but I will defend my Clanmate at all cost."


    He hissed at the tom.


    "It's best if you leave now, fleabag. I'm giving you the chance to begone. Go away and never come back." He charged towards the stranger, a front paw lifted in the air, aiming to strike him on the shoulder.


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    A growl escaped the tom as the Clan cat's claws tore through his shoulder. "Mindless clan cats-- They'll throw everything away for the sake of one cat!" He stood straighter, ignoring his wounds-- He knew he landed a few on that tom as well. "I'll leave-- But I'm not making any promises that I won't come back. What are you gonna do anyway? Send out spies every night?" He sneered. He flashed his claws quick as a flash, then dashed through the bushes, not waiting to see if his quick swipe had made a hit or not. He'd come back later- But boy did that tom get on his nerves...

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    Lightningstrike snarled as the strange's claws met his already bloody left ear before disappearing into the night. His tail lashed with anger as he watched the bushes quiver.


    "Try to come back and you're crowfood, you hear me?!" He called out threateningly. He turned around to face his Clanmate and whispered involuntarily, pain shooting up his left hindleg. He must've twisted an ankle when he stood on his hindpaws to attack the stranger but instead got batted in the ear.


    He limped towards his clanmate and frowned.


    "Are you alright?" His whiskers drooped, his white-tipped fur starting to lie flat again. "He didn't give you any serious injuries, did he?"
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    The she-cat stood shakily to her paws, her eyes wide and glazed over in fear. She had clawmarks down her shoulder and her neck, but they weren't deep enough to be fatal. He flank had quite a few wounds on it too, but they would heal. "I-I-I'll be o-okay." She stammered, her fur still bristled and claws still out.


    Who was that cat? Well, apparently the cat that would most likely be the subject of her nightmares for a moon-- But really, who could it have been? It couldn't have been anyone in her family-- Her mother and father had been raised in the clan, and they hadn't had siblings, or distant family. They had never left the clan, so it couldn't a former friendship that went bad-- What was it? Was there really random cats going around killing others? That would be... That would be horrible.

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    "Can you walk?" His ears twitched with worry. "Come on, we should get your wounds checked and dressed."


    He stood up straight and scented the air, his eyes glued to where the stranger had disappeared off to. He could still smell the cat, but he couldn't recognize it. Odd. Who was that cat anyway? And why did he run off?


    "Don't worry," Lightningstrike mewed to the she-cat. "I won't let him come near you. Not even a foxlength."


    His tail lashed behind him in determination.


    "He's gonna pay for what he did, trespassing into Thunderclan land and attacking as if this was his territory." He turned to her. "I promise you. I'll keep an eye out and make sure he stays away."



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    The she-cat nodded silently. "I-I-I can walk." She whispered. She took a shaky step forward, it seeming almost as if she was testing the ground. She felt a little more safe after hearing Lightningstrike's words, but she was still on edge. Her guard would probably be up for moons to come-- Or at least until all traces of him had left the forest. But that tom... He said he'd come back. Was he serious? If he was, they could be in for more trouble.

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    ṡøṃε ṡεсɾετṡ αɾε ṃεαṉτ τø вε ќερτ ṡεсɾετ


    Lightningstrike led the way, padding back the familiar paths and following his instincts back to Thunderclan. Today had been the weirdest day for the tom. He never would've guessed that assassins, killers, were out roaming the forests, making it a much dangerous place than it was before.


    It was a lot worse than border feuds or prey stealing. This was a cat who would kill without hesitation, without remorse, who was probably hired to.


    Lightningstrike turned to the she-cat, wondering why he would go after her. He moved closer to her and touched the tip of his tail to her flank in a sign of sympathy.


    "You'll be fine," he said encouragingly to her.



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    IC: Cometheart, who was sitting up in the trees like most nights, heard the commotion of the battle. What's going on? Maybe someone's in trouble! With that thought buzzing in his head, he raced off, jumping from tree to tree. He arrived, but it seemed to be too late, but not to Cometheart. He was still in the mindset of rescue. He saw a she-cat on wobbly legs and saw a tom near her. He leapt out of the trees, aiming to land on the tom's back.


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    Lightningstrike heard something peculiar, and instinctively he reared up in his hindlegs, dodging the attack. He took a step back, landing on all fours before letting out a menacing scowl, his upper lip curled in a show of anger.


    "What in Starclan do you think you're doing?!" He snapped, his white-tipped fur bristling, his pelt rippling cream and white. He looked twice his normal size. His ears were folded back and his eyes were narrowed to slits, his claws unsheathed and singing for bloodshed.



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    IC: Cometheart opened his mouth to spit out a reply, then stoped. "Lightningstrike? But... What would you be doing with her out in the middle of the night? I thought you were some other cat attacking her. And, look. I don't want to fight. Especially over some pointless mistake like this."


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    The shaky she-cat let out a squeal and leaped back when Cometheart came flying out of the trees. For a terrifying moment she thought the cat had come back, but as the fight began to unfold, she noticed it was just one of her fellow clanmates. Her heart still pounded loudly in her chest as she let her fur lie flat. "H-He rescued me, C-Cometheart." She stuttered. "He was just t-taking me back to camp, is all."

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    "Why can't the Clans work together and share their hunting grounds, instead of fighting with each other?"
    ~Firepaw


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    OOC
    What's her name?


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    Cometheart turned to Lighningstrike. " I'm sorry for the misunderstanding." He turned back to the she-cat. "Are you alright?"


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    "You speak from your heart, young Firepaw. This will make you a strong warrior one day."
    ~Lionheart


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    εṃρτÿсhɾøṉïсlεṡ
    ṡøṃε ṡεсɾετṡ αɾε ṃεαṉτ τø вε ќερτ ṡεсɾετ


    Lightningstrike bowed at Cometheart, his fur lying flat as his tail lashed behind him. His ears twitched once as he looked back up, his eyes gleaming.


    "I understand," he said quietly with a nod. "I would've done just the same. You were only protecting a clanmate."


    He straightened up and took a deep, shaky breath.


    "A cat came here not too long ago, attacking her. Gone now, though, but I believe it'll be back. Probably." He shook his head. "I don't know why it did what it did, though. Never really said a motive."



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