Too many chances. (ThunderClan possibly attacking)

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    Ooc: A floodstop cannot really be made in a battle, however no one can kill your characters without your permission, what a handy thing would do is to have a side battle thread. I'll post in a second Im handling my dog tho xD

    ★ Wolf wrote:


    A howl broke the still winter air as a black wolf came running at the side of a pure black tom with one golden eye who was whooping and ready to jump into battle on the side of WindClan.


    Behind him came a white tom with golden eyes, followed by a black and white tom with icy blue eyes and a bengal sized apprentice with sapphire blue eyes.

    Pridepaw noticed the advisor just in time to dodge out of the way. Unthankfully though, Pridepaw's size held the disadvamtage, and consequently the apprentice was pressed to the ground. "Get off me you f*cking Windclanner!" The son of Justdance struggled to get p, it seemed that he had done something to his leg. Oh dear... "OhStarclan, not now!" Pridepaw had been hunting a few sunrises ago when he had hurt his leg. Now it was acting up. Not good.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt;][justify][font=georgia][size=8]SWANPAW - MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE - WILL HEAL SHADOWCLANNERS, ONLY.
    Swanpaw had glanced around as the apprentice had padded out of her den as she had glanced around. The medicine cat apprentice had waited carefully. She was unsure if cats were needed her for her job. The apprentice had growled at the near by cats if they came to close. The flame point's eyes had narrowed.


    MOCKINGPAW - BATTLING ---- - BODYGUARD APPRENTICE - OPEN
    (for anyone willing for their charrie to die! ^__^)
    The blue tabby had rippled into the battle as the she-cat had growled. He had came into the battle a little to late but she didn't care. Looking around, she wanted to find a few cats to hurt or even to kill. She was being control'd by Axel as she had grinned.

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    Hillsong • TC • warrior • hard • no-kill • open
    Darkenedfire • TC • apprentice • easy • no-kill • Wildfire
    Ember • TC • wolf • very hard • no-kill • open
    Radiokit • SC • snow leopard • easy • no-kill • can capture


    Radiokit scampered in front of Serpentstar, trying to protect his leader. Even though he was no more than four moons old, the snow leopard cub was the size of an average warrior. "Leave him alone!" he shouted, long tail whipping furiously behind him.
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    «conscience wrote:


    Pridepaw noticed the advisor just in time to dodge out of the way. Unthankfully though, Pridepaw's size held the disadvamtage, and consequently the apprentice was pressed to the ground. "Get off me you f*cking Windclanner!" The son of Justdance struggled to get p, it seemed that he had done something to his leg. Oh dear... "OhStarclan, not now!" Pridepaw had been hunting a few sunrises ago when he had hurt his leg. Now it was acting up. Not good.


    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-align: right]And I'll hide f r o m the world....
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    [fancyimage]http://i50.tinypic.com/zum5wi.png[/fancyimage] ''speaking'' ''others'' '[i]thinking[i]'
    Discord-WC Advisor-Hard-Pridepaw




    Snarling the she-cat would aim to hold him there, baring curved ivories straight at him, fury unmocking in her gaze.




    "Give me one good reason you two tongued stealing thief!" Discord would shout in anger as one paw whipped out in hopes of pounding itself into the side of the hybrids skull. If this worked she would hope to give him a good ole' fashioned "k.o". If this didn't work she would rinse and repeat until he attempted something or he just gave up.
    [theme song] [voice]




    <<ooc:: text here>>

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    Hillsong • TC • warrior • hard • no-kill • open
    Darkenedfire • TC • apprentice • easy • no-kill • Wildfire
    Ember • TC • wolf • very hard • no-kill • open
    Radiokit • SC • snow leopard • easy • no-kill • can capture


    Radiokit growled at Kieran, his small rounds ears pinned to his head. "Don't what, protect the guy who let me stay?" he replied angrily.
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    Swanmoon|Lead guard|Thunderclan|no kill or severe injury, capture allowed
    The she-cat was silent on her paws as she slinked through the battlefield, ready to annihilate anyone who dared step near her.


    [font=georgia]bumping as this got flooded.

    Kieran bared his fangs, "The tom you hold allegiance to is a murderer and a liar!" He had been told the stories of old, and what NightClan was, and it made him angry, a red haze filling his vision.

    Pridepaw bared his needle-sharp teeth and hissed. "Well, let me see. You barge into my clan like you own the place, attempt to kill my leader and attack me and our warriors. Good enough? 'Cos I think you and your sh*t of a clan get the f*ck out of here!"


    ooc: By the way, you can capture Pridey....

    [font=times new roman]Wow, my first battle! Flickeringkit's purple optics lit up with joy and excitement. Her grey fur streaked through the clouds of battling cats. Her claws were still sheathed and her smile was wide as she experienced something she'd only heard about in stories.


    Flickeringkit/Shadowclan/Capture allowed, no kill, severe injury allowed.

    Cinderpelt missed his strike in his frustration and turned. He growled and looked around. Myriadskies would take care of the cat, he'd look for someone else. He rushed back into the heat of the battle, but not before letting out a deep sigh. He didn't like war, but he had to do it... for his clan! "Let's see... Which Shadowclanner is looking for an opening..." he growled as he looked around while running.


    Cinderpelt/Warrior/Winclan/no kill/back open

    «conscience wrote:


    Pridepaw bared his needle-sharp teeth and hissed. "Well, let me see. You barge into my clan like you own the place, attempt to kill my leader and attack me and our warriors. Good enough? 'Cos I think you and your sh*t of a clan get the f*ck out of here!"


    ooc: By the way, you can capture Pridey....


    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-align: right]And I'll hide f r o m the world....
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    [fancyimage]http://i50.tinypic.com/zum5wi.png[/fancyimage] ''speaking'' ''others'' 'thinking[i]'
    Discord-Hard-WC Advisor-Pridepaw
    [i]..no kill..no capture..no brutally injure..
    ----




    Hissing the she-cat would dip her muzzle down and aim to grasp the tom by the throat. Not a killing bite of course! More like the cat version of a choke hold. If she got a-hold of them, she would attempt to choke him out, hopefully leading to a successful "knock out".
    [theme song] [voice]




    <<ooc:: there's no reason to capture him, so discord really wont. XD>>

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    ★ Wolf wrote:


    Kieran bared his fangs, "The tom you hold allegiance to is a murderer and a liar!" He had been told the stories of old, and what NightClan was, and it made him angry, a red haze filling his vision.


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    Hillsong • TC • warrior • hard • no-kill • open
    Darkenedfire • TC • apprentice • easy • no-kill • Wildfire
    Ember • TC • wolf • very hard • no-kill • open
    Radiokit • SC • snow leopard • easy • no-kill • can capture


    "He's really nice…!" Radiokit protested, his eyes filling up with confused tears. "Just leave us alone!" The cub clumsily slashed his claws forward, trying to catch Kieran on the muzzle.
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    Kernneedle sat from his perch in the tree, laying there in watch. What a pity! His clan was being attacked again. He has fought for his clan bravely, dying when WindClan last attacked. He had never fully departed and was trapped in this world, not knowing why. He simply watched the chaos. Some how... he wasn't worried. He believed his clan would survive. And if they didn't? No... StarClan wouldn't let it be... StarClan... pfft, are they even real? he thought. The spirit tom just watched, unable to help defend the cats below. All he could to was sit and watch and cheer, like a fan at a football stadium.


    ~-~-~-~


    Steadyeyes held himself in his safety hold, limping out to the battle. When he arrived there he was out of breath a bit. The elder never showed it. He shock his fur and showed no fear to the enemy. Scanning the cats, looking for those in need. He may be old, but he had a trick or two. "Now come at me young'ins!" he growled, getting into stack mode. Adrenaline pumped through the stiff tom. He looked new again, ready for anything despite his his grey and white fur. He was prepared to die for his clan today than let the bastards control his family and peers.


    ~-~-~-~


    Pinekit was gathered in the nursery, the brave young soul not even crying or whimpering. He only glared at the sound of the deafening yowls of the enemy. "Mo-om! Let me go! I can do this! I can fight and beat those smelly cats!" he whined, poking through her barrier she had on him, her hold not letting up, he desperately bit her fur and she jumped, seeing the kit get violent with her. "S-sorry mother, I have to do this!" he mewed, running out of the den. When she tried to chase him he was gone, hopefully no one would hurt a kit. Pinekit hid in the shadows, crawling in the bushes and brush. What to do? Where to head out in this raging war?


    ~-~-~-~


    Larkpaw stepped out, looking for Skunkshade. When the apprentice saw him, he wasn't sure if he was occupied. He was limping bad again, his leg burned. No weakness! Now go fight! He thought to himself. Larkpaw felt sharp claws dig into his pelt and he collapsed under the weight of the ShadowClan she-apprentice. He hissed and turned to her, clawing her face and growling. He was tough now. No reason to be soft. He had to go through clan training. And the bitterness of the warriors now. He pounced on her weakly. He hadn't any special attack moves yet. But this was enough to scare the she cat into leaving him alone for now. He was the attacker here. He needed to find out what he was needed for though.


    ~-~-~-~


    Featherimagination growled, this war was pointless. He hated to bicker with any clan. But seeing as his leader would not see his way, he would see hers. Suddenly he flung himself into battle. In due time it would take the force to overcome the ShadowClan defenses and take the revenge. He had seen so clearly now this war wasn't petty murder as he once thought. But instead it was an insightful and ingenious attack on those who were evil and deserved this punishment.



    ((Sorry for long post... all of my characters are in these clans and I want them to all be realistically involved.))

    The male wolf dodged and aimed to get the cub by the scruff he didn't know why but something told him to take the cub, and he knew where he would take him.

    [font=times new roman]They captured the medicine cat. "You bastards! I'll rip your pelts off." she snarled. Dang, Poppyfrost was angry. She was going to go in this battle and destroy whoever dared mess with Windclan. They were all going to hell if she had anything to do with it. Her claws would shred them until they cried out for mercy.


    Poppyfrost/Windclan/anything allowed

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    Hillsong • TC • warrior • hard • no-kill • open
    Darkenedfire • TC • apprentice • easy • no-kill • Wildfire
    Ember • TC • wolf • very hard • no-kill • open
    Radiokit • SC • snow leopard • easy • no-kill • can capture


    The cub gave a squall when the wolf's jaws closed around his midsection - the only way he could be picked up - and squirmed fruitlessly. "Let me down! Help!" cried Radiokit. Would he be eaten?!
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