Trespassing onto Sunclan Territory! Would kittypets fight back?

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    Spearheart padded quietly through the trees with patrol behind her, heading into Sunclan territory. She could just imagine the look on the kittypets' faces when she brought this patrol to attack. Spearheart purred in excitement at the thought of fighting the weak Sunclan warriors in there own territory. Spearheart could finally hear a hunting patrol of Sunclan warriors scurrying for prey, loud and noisy. Kittypets Spearheart sighed, What a shame. She flicked her tail at her large patrol, signalling that they found a patrol. Would the kittypets fight back?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ]"And who are you?" Nineteen's gruff voice called out to the stranger. Why were there so many cats on their territory nowadays? The large blue Underboss confronted her with a stern glare. "What do you want?"

    Scarlett appeared a tail-length away from Seventeen, tail flicking and her green eyes gleaming. "What do you want, and why are you on Sunclan territory?" She demanded, muscles bunching, getting ready to spring.

    Spearheart heard the two Sunclan warriors call out to there large patrol, and she knew it was time to fight. Licking her bared fangs in excitement, she gave a battle cry, "Now!" The Darkclan patrol exploded into the clearing and started to fight the Sunclan warriors instantly. Spearheart rounded on Nineteen with a snarl, and leaped at her, aiming to swipe a massive paw at her face with unsheathed claws attempting to stun her. If she stunned Nineteen, then she would attempt to jump onto her back and aim raking claws down her flank.

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    A lengthy red tabby Sprang into action. Phoenixfur lunged at the first Sunclan warrior she saw.

    Jadeglimmer lept at a Sunclan warrior, her pale tabby fur fluffed up making her look larger than she actually was.

    Phoenixfur Aimed for a flank attack.

    Patricia had been jumping from branch to branch, her black and white fur rbistled with fear. Would her injury fail to sustain itself? Would she miscalculate a leap and miss the branch? No, just think positively, you won't fall. Patricia reassured herself, focusing straight ahead, her golden eyes always on the stricks she was about to leap onto, she never looked down, for her own self-confidence.


    Patricia was about to leap onto the next branch when a battle cry sounded into the air, echoed by the forest. Her little black ears moved around, trying to find out where this battle was situated amoungst this incomparably big forest. Aha, her eyes were fixated on a little clearing where no tree grew tall enough to parallal with the others.


    Patricia strode confidently through the treetops, eventually getting to the small clearing, only to find an onslaught of cats running at her Clanmates. Terror sang in her head, instinct told her to run, to evade. But no, Patricia speed down the tree, climbing down the main trunk, but all the while, gaining momentum to use against her target. The raid leader. Patricia was on the floor, the tree bottom sharply levelled out into the moist ground, the tuxedo leaped quickly, her claws were exposed to try and catch onto Spearheart's shoulder all the while, the intrusive bastard would be the carrier of all the speed she gained, and would be sent flying back whilst he broke her fall.

    (She ran down the tree, gaining speed, and then leaped at Spearheart, hoping to knock Spearheart backwards while Spearheart also broke her fall)

    (When she ran down the tree, she gained the speed approximately equivelant to an actual fall, when she lunged at Spearheart, Spearheart would break her 'fall' I probably should've clarified in my post. But does it make any sense to you now?)

    OOC: I Think So,


    Ic: Spearheart was busy fighting Nineteen when she suddenly smelled a new scent in the air. Her ice blue gaze rested on Patricia who was half running and half falling down a tree towards Speaheart. Her instincts told her to dodge away from the lunging cat and aim to slash her claws down Patricia's flank as she failed to lunge at her. Spearheart glared at Patricia in hatered and instantly aimed to slam down her fore-paws onto Patricia's head and into the dust. If she attempted to do that, Spearheart would then race around the cat in a brownish blurr and aim to slash her claws at Patricia's pelt from all sides of her in a confusing way to tire Patricia down.

    Occ: Since im not really going anywhere im gonna make another cat -3-


    ic:


    Pheonixfur slammed her claws against a whit she-cat's face instantly turning the fur around it a Deep Scarlet. The Red tabby Leaped away From striking Claws bumping right into Spearheart.


    Floss sat on a tree branch watching the battle. Her white fur seemed to sparkle blue and has slight red Bloodstains. Floss figured they'd never come out, she she never tried. The Lengthy she-cat watched Leisurely. "Hey Kitties!" she screeched at the Dark Clan cats. "How many darkClan Cats does it take to catch a mouse? All of them, not like they could." she snarled smirking.

    Chivepaw ran into the battle seen. Not sure what to do in the flurries of screeching cats. She managed to rest her gaze on Spearheart. She ran up behind her and leaped squarely on the cats shoulders. She dug her claws in and bit down hard on the back off his neck.

    Floss smiled as her call was lost on battle.

    [size=8][font=georgia]Phoenixfur smacked the she-cat against the ground.

    Ooc: Im going to invite some of the users back cause' There not replying o-o


    Spearheart felt the lousy apprentice leap on top of the feline's back and managed to sink his teeth through the she-cats scruff. Letting out a short hiss, the brownish she-cat instantly flipped over onto her back and attempted to crush the small apprentice with her weight and then roll onto her stomach, aiming to pin the apprentice down. If Spearheart attempted that, she would then aim to lash out her long claws at the apprentice's face in a painful slap and then aim to bite down hard on the side of his neck, deep enough for an agonizing but not deep enough to kill the Sunclan cat.

    Floss leaped at Spearheart for an aerial attack on her back.

    Chivepaw glanced gratefully at Floss as Spearheart turned her attention to her. Not missing her chance, or running from a fight, she dove at her spindly legs knocking her over. Chivepaw worked with Floss to pin Spearheart down.