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Jag let out a small howl of pain as Streetpaw managed his attack, eyes blurring momentarily and shook his head, vision clearing. "You are aware that you need to kill me six times to ACTUALLY have me dead, right? I'm assuming you want me dead." Well, it was an easy assumption, considering the fact he had turned Titanium against the clan and made her affection towards toms grow- A wonder why she hadn't been killed yet- , r.ped his beloved mate, who was now dead, and wouldn't leave Radicalclan alone. Meh, he could be as angry as he wanted, But his thoughts were interrupted by the realization that his stomach was bleeding like heck. His body crumpled slightly, a bit limp, invisibility flickering as he fell onto his paws.

Note; Jag ish dead

Ooc; really? Yes, Jag ish dead.

Arcanepaw can die. I need to get rid of a charrie.

sounds good

Arcanepaw rushed into camp, letting out a small yowl. The small arctic fox apprentice was horrified by what she had seen- Mentalpaw. Death. Blood. Gore. All of that happened so fast, those were the only words she could say to describe what she had seen. Then.... then the body of the torn-apart pup had fallen, broken and bloody. "Anyone! Listen to me! Anyone at all!"

Gasping for breath, the young fox rasped, "I was... I was walking.. and then I saw Mentalpaw murdering someone!" She stared at Fragiledust in fear, not knowing what to do.

She rolled her eyes. "You're acting as if it's completely normal for a cat to be sitting around innocently and then suddenly leap at a kit and tear him to shreds, practically drinking his blood. It was freaky. Mentalpaw is insane. Just be wary of him, okay, Olivepaw?"

"It is not the circle of life to murder a kit OF YOUR OWN CLAN!", she barked. The arctic fox lashed her tail angrily as Poisonpaw padded off, not understanding what circle of life SHE was talking about. Replying to the wolf, she barked, "Well, I was walking along in the camp to go get some freshkill for me and my friend, but then I saw claws marks and decided to follow them. They went towards the nursery, and I looked around the corner- and Mentalpaw was five feet away, holding the bloody body of a Thunderclan pup in his mouth. When it died, he fell over and got back up looking a lot more.. calm. Then he started muttering stuff in a scared voice, and then I think he saw me- he stared blankly in the direction I was in and just ran off."

Jag..... tried to get his strength back? Nobody attacked him xD

She felt like exploding. "Witchingstar and Bloomingflower can't keep you from calling him names. I'm not blaming him, I'm telling you DON'T GET HIM MAD. Also, it isn't gossip.", the arctic fox tried to do a single thing right and she got accused for it. He could have murdered her and lots of other cats and the poor apprentice wouldn't even know it, and they were now angry at her. Fuck them. This was a bunch of unnecessary hooey, they can just go and do what they probably would have done- they would have talked to him and immediately called him insane, just like his mentor does.

OOc. MENTALPAW AND POISONPAW SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. lol.

Ic.

Arcanepaw muttered under her breath, storming off.

Ooc. xD Mentalpaw's roleplayer person told me that Mentalpaw has a crush on Poisonpaw

"LOOK OUT BELOOOOW!", bellowed the large Bloodclan jaguar as he leaped toward the outnumbered apprentice. Even though his roleplayer was also Arcanepaw, his roleplayer wanted to be on the Bloodclan side of this."Leave her alone, dipshits- this forest is only meant for one clan, and from what I've seen, the succeeding clan so far is definitely bloodclan" Jag growled, taking a small false snap at Mentalpaw.

[color=black]"Oh, sure you could."he said, though his voice came from a leaf. Manipulation of soundwaves was so very useful.

Ic.
A small, jet-black Bloodclan apprentice nervously glanced around. Hopefully his brother wasn't here, hopefully, he wouldn't be sentenced to his death- the scoff, much too recognizable, alerted him that his fears had come true. Mentalpaw couldn't be sentenced to death- he was the absolute opposite of a Thunderclanner. Oh, Yang- formerly Vengeance- knew he should have gotten Mentalpaw to join bloodclan before the take over. But did he listen? NO, HE JUST STRUTTED AWAY, THINKING THAT THE BUNNY LEADER COULDN'T DO ANYTHING TO HIM! Now that Risencorpse was no longer a rabbit, Yang knew it would be enough to scare the Thunderclanners. The sight of the wailing kit afraid of death was enough to make Vengeance flicker into invisibility, scampering up the tree to where the sound of his brother's scoffing had come from. "Mentalpaw, get out of here...", he whispered, teeth clenched.

Ooc.
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"I'll make sure nobody hurts Poisonpaw, ok? Just don't threaten that stuff when people are listening."

His brother leaped down from the tree, visibility flickering on. He was incapable of seeing the spirit of his younger brother. "Poisonpaw, I know this is hard, but I can't let my brother die in front of me.", he said, directing it to her only. With that, the jet-black apprentice leaned down to gently tug on his younger brother's scruff, trying to lift him. Mentalpaw would be taken to bloodclan, no questions asked- he wasn't a true Thunderclanner, he was a Bloodclanner who had been captured after their parents were killed. It had gone too far, and now, the Thunderclan apprentice would become a bloodclanner once again, where he belonged.

The jet-black tom lifted his head, shooting a cold glare at Castingpaw. "To save my brother. Poisonpaw, I told you, my brother isn't gonna die if there's anything i could've done for him!"