Making Matters Worse {SKULL ATTACK}

Serval ignore the pain. Rolling over, the she cat got to her paws. Aiming to whack Flight with a claw, she stepped closer up.

Serval ; Elite ; Hybrid ; Hard ; No kill ; Capture ; Fighting Flight

"ARGH! sSTOP DOING THAT!" Yelled Serval as the claws grazed her skin. Aiming to swat Flight's face, she grinned.

OOC - Anyone wanna sneak up and grab her?

Dodging the the scratch so it hit her fur, Serval kicked out.

Serval ; Elite ; Hybrid ; Hard ; No kill ; Capture ; Fighting Flight

Serval flipped over to cover her belly, but the blow hit her head and stunned her.

Serval ; Elite ; Hybrid ; Hard ; No kill ; Capture ; Fighting Flight

Serval dodged and pick a rock in her jaws and tossed it at Flight.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]LOARA -- SKULL -- HELPING FLIGHT FIGHT SERVAL -- HARD/MEDIUM -- by the way, Outcast, it's sort of unrealistic if you keep dodging her moves)

After years of bloodshed, a little claw here and there doesn't make a difference. As she caught sight of Serval and Flight, she dashed towards them, claws unsheathed, yellow eyes flashing with anger. "Don't you hurt her, you piece of filth," she growled, before aiming to claw at the cat's eyes.

Serval ; Elite ; Hybrid ; Hard ; No kill ; Capture ; Fighting Flight, Neonpaw and Loara - I just remembered Neonpaw.

( I haven't expect some are death blows. She has a gash on her belly and other stuff.)

Serval growled "Oh come on! Three cats!" With a growl of frustration, she shook Flight of her leg. But she didn't see the paw coming toward her. It hit her full in the face and blood poured out of her cheek and a corner of her eye. "You'll pay!" She yowled, swiping a paw at Loara and Flight.

Diversion ; Ocelot ; Elite ; Extremely Diffucult ;; No kill ; Capture or Serious injure ;; Helping Serval.

Diversion gave a growl of frustration. He launched himself at Loara and gave a warning "You leave her alone!"

mikkar wrote:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]LOARA -- SKULL -- HELPING FLIGHT FIGHT SERVAL -- HARD/MEDIUM -- by the way, Outcast, it's sort of unrealistic if you keep dodging her moves)

After years of bloodshed, a little claw here and there doesn't make a difference. As she caught sight of Serval and Flight, she dashed towards them, claws unsheathed, yellow eyes flashing with anger. "Don't you hurt her, you piece of filth," she growled, before aiming to claw at the cat's eyes.

Moonshadow growled, "Don't insult an Elite!", and then he leaped towards the cat. He attempted to knock her to the ground by slamming into her with his shoulders.

Moonshadow|Elite Dragonslayer|Very Hard|Open to anything

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]LOARA -- SKULL -- FIGHTING DIVERSION AND MOONSHADOW -- HARD

A soft 'mrrow' of surprise escaped her lips as as feline swiped at her, staggering slightly. She narrowly missed the attack from Diversion, and was already expecting the attack from Moonshadow, pushing hard back, however, the strength of the tom was unbeatable. The black tortoiseshell gave a mock laugh. Seriously, these Elites were just pathetic. "I can call you whatever you want, kit," she taunted, before moving out of the way, so Moonshadow could fall over after using so much force against her. "But you're pretty strong, boy," she crooned like a mother spoiling a kit.

Moonshadow had faster reflexes than she expected however, and stopped his momentum by stomping his paw on the ground, also kicking up dust. He turned around, "Why are we even getting attacked?", he asked her before attempting to claw her muzzle.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]LOARA -- SKULL -- FIGHTING DIVERSION AND MOONSHADOW -- HARD

Loara gave a snort of contempt. "Are you really going to chat now, are you? Scared of fighting?" Yellow eyes blazed with hatred. "Skull is powerful, we just need chances to prove it." Searing pain burned through her muzzle as she felt warm blood splatter her paws. Hissing, she aimed to claw at his chest, sharp claws unsheathed.

[Font=georgia][color=black]Rosalind--Skulls--Spy--Medium to Hard--OPEN

If her brother had not intercept the attack, Rosalind whould not have detect it earlier for her to dodge it. She hadn't seen Locryn(?) for a long time. The she-cat did not know where he went, and she always thought he was hiding in the shadows in Skulls. She was too shock, that feeling was consuming her mind of concentration.

[b]"Locryn?!"

Moonshadow growled, "So you attack allies? Why not show your power and gain territory by finishing off a dying clan, like Phantomclan?", he made no attempt to block her claw strike but retaliated with a brutal flurry of slashes towards her face and muzzle. He spoke as a suggestion towards her but it was obvious the Elite could take these cats.

{ RAKUE wrote:

{ dmitres - elite wildcat - extremely difficult - no kill - OTHER: sure, she can break his leg. c: i'm also going to assume she's allowed to pin him down, otherwise i'll edit this c: }

When Rohan staggered, Dmitres quickly used the chance to pounce on the tom- aiming for his leg to pin him down. Once he was down, the wildcat placed her paws on Rohan's femur and pressed down as hard as she could, attempting to snap bone in two. About to go for his throat, the wildcat was knocked off the Skull as quickly as she pinned him by Tiki. Twisting around, Dmitres aimed to strike Tiki's face and knock the cat to the ground.

Rohan // Skull // Fleeing, no attack // Notes: Thanks Rakue! Sorry, I didn't realize she was a she - I think there was another Dmitres, or something like that, who was a male in the Elite? He towed Capone around everywhere. *is distracted*

Letting out a high pitched howl of pain as the wildcat put her considerable weight on his leg, it turned into a screech that seemed to tear out his throat as something gave and snapped. The agony turned his mind into a white, fuzzy screen that said nothing, knew nothing. She could have killed him, and he would not have noticed her slashing through his throat. For the next several minutes, no sound escaped his jaws simply because he had messed up his throat, a film of blood leaving a residual coppery taste in his oblivious mouth.

That probably saved his life, because no Elite cat came to finish him off. When Rohan's vision began to return - splotchy, disconnected, disjointed, but it did return - he began to pull himself away from the sounds and sights of the battle. Each movement jarred his leg so badly that he bit his tongue the first time he tried it, and had to clench his teeth thereafter. But eventually he made it to the shelter of some bushes and collapsed, exhausted. There was no room for words in his mind, swears or otherwise.