The loner cruisin' ShadowClan turf

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    Deathfur creeped out from under the shadows. "Crywolf, how could you?!" Tears welled up in his eyes. "I thought you were better than that..."

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    Hollowsong scowled at the newcomer. "Soft! That's what you are! You expect him to not chase out intruders? That's what we were raised to do. Protect ShadowClan at all costs." She lunged for America.

    Deathfur Growled at America, " Why are you here, kittypet?" he snarled >:(










    Bye i'm leaving to post other things...

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    Crywolf glanced around for a moment, glad that his clanmates weren't intent on ripping the loner to shreds. When Deathfor appeared, he just acknowledged him with a glance that spoke, not now. Either way, the white tom stood his ground, not quite glaring at America, but giving a fairly hard look that communicated a clear message : leave and you won't be harmed.

    Looking at Deathfur, she smiled. "Crywolf here has been helping us fight off this stupid kittypet, so I don't see why your so angry with him: we should be angry with you! How long have you been there, hiding in the shadows, not helping?" laughing sarcastically, she flicked her tail at Deathfur. "Mind your manners around your superiors!" She grinned. Looking back at America she smiled. "Such a good fighter, but obviously your lacking in the brains department, otherwise you would have noticed the cat behind you."

    America snarled in anger at Bloodscar's smart remark. "Why you little--" the ginger-red loner hissed. She lunged for Bloodscar's hindlegs, aiming for the tendons to forcefully collapse the she-cat. See how they like this!

    Hollowsong watched as America leaped past her, aiming for Bloodscar. She jumped as well, going for America's hindleg.

    Bloodscar heard America lunge, and quickly sidestepped. She casually stuck her tail in America's path, hoping to trip her with it. "Temper temper." She grinned, she was having fun toying with the she-cat.

    America twisted in mid-air, nimbly landing on her feet and grimacing at Bloodscar for teasing her. "Can you guys fight? Meh-heh..." The ginger she-cat mocked them back.

    Heart pounding madly, Bloodscar grinned. "Can we fight? We're ShadowClan! We're nothing like those other soft Clans, we were born for this kind of thing!" She flexed her claws before jumping towards America. She dodged nimbly sideways, and up onto a pile of rubbish. Scratching wildly, she dislodged the pile, sending it topling down in America's direction.

    America scampered out of the way just in time, kicking up a few tin cans up to Bloodscar's face to hit her. "Can't catch me cuz I'm the quicky kitty!" She boasted, running 5 fox-lengths away from the cats and leaped onto a dumpster.

    "Quicky kitty? Uh huh..." Bloodscar leapt over onto another, bigger pile of rubbish. She lost her footing as she climbed it, bringing down many of the piles and getting caught under one of them. Screeching, she tried to yell for help. "Help!" she cried, over and over again. Scrabling she caught her paw on something sharp, and yelped in pain. Of course... How could I not see this coming? She couldn't turn her head, but caught a glimpse of her paw. There was a bit of glass sticking out of it. Hoping everyone else was alright, she started to scratch around her, hoping with all her heart that she could get out.

    Hollowsong was quickest, making her way to where Bloodscar was buried under trash. "Rash." With her paw, she overturned a tin can and tossed it away. She repeated the action until Bloodscar's upper body was visible.

    Blinking as light burst through the darkness, Bloodscar grinned. "Thank Starclan!" she cried, before looking at Hollowsong, saying "Thank you!"

    America snickered. She breathed to herself, "They dun look so tough; a cat getting buried in rubbish! Look who's making a fool of themselves now?" She lashed her tail, sending another big can flying in Bloodscar's general direction. Heh.

    Hollowsong turned, knocking the can down with her tail. "Don't get ahead of yourself." She leapt down from the large pile, leaving Bloodscar behind. It was her turn to fight.