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He laughed. "I won't get hurt. At least not badly I hope. It'll be fine. And if I don't catch it, it could wander in on both of us while we sleep and then we'd be really screwed. I should get while it isn't expecting me," he said. He nuzzled her back comfortingly.

"Of course I'll be careful. You'll see. Everything will turn out to be just fine," Axel purred. "I heal quickly anyways, so it should be ok even if I do get hurt badly." He flicked his ear nonchalantly and put his tail over hers.

Axel could tell she was worried, but he wasn't sure how worried. It should've been obvious, but he wasn't the sharpest when it came to love. "As I said, you needn't worry too much. Everything'll be a-ok. You'll see," he murmured softly. The dark grey tom stretched tiredly and looked at her with serious orange eyes. "Now, if I promise not to do something stupid, you have to too," Axel said seriously.

A while later, Albin awoke. He stood up quickly, startled that he had fallen asleep. He looked around, fur bristling. He had to make sure there was no one there. The russet colored tom heard a rustling in some bushes and tensed, eyes wide and teeth bared into a menacing snarl.

Trodar slipped back into unconsciousness as the tom fixed his wounds.

Flamedash didn't answer for a bit, so focused on his work he was. He turned to her after fixing up some more things and nodded. "He seems like a tough cat, and I think he'll live. Unfortunately, he'll have a permanent limp due to some damage to his front leg."

"Don't... don't do anything stupid. No noble sacrifices or anything like that, alright? If I do end up in trouble, don't throw yourself out there. Better one hurt cat than two right?" he said with a pained smile. "So, no heroic sacrifices, understood?"

Axel jumped back at the appearance of the unfamiliar tom. He forced his fur to stay flat and kept his voice calm. "You're here to help? he asked. "Also, we're not mates yet... but don't think to try anything," he growled. "And yes, there is a wolf on the territory. How long have you been listening in and where are you from?" Axel asked. He watched the other cat wearily. He wasn't looking for a fight, but he had to be careful. There were many dangerous rogues in this place.

Axel immediately didn't trust the other cat. There was something malicious in his eyes as he looked at them. The grey tom growled. "Don't think that I can't take a tom like you. If you try anything, I will hurt you," Axel had fought quite a few cats before, so he did have experience. "Anyways, about the wolf. Why do you want to help?"

The thick fur around Axel's neck prevented major damage and he spat and twisted around, slashing Deathfang's muzzle and kicking him out of the cave. He sprang up snarling with blood drizzling down his neck. "Spottedblaze, be careful!" he yowled. His eyes burned with anger, and he tore his jagged claws against the ground. He probably needed to take better care of them, but whatever.

"Ulmin?" Albin thought. I wonder who that is... The tom then approached the bushes, cautiously and slowly.

Out of the bushes came a young female badger and two cubs. As soon as she saw the tom and she-cat, the badger let out a low roar and rushed towards Albin.

Albin leapt away from the badger's sweeping claws and ran back to Moonpelt. "You're still not fit to run, eh? Ah foxdung!" he spat angrily. Meanwhile, the badger stood barking and snarling at them, her cubs hiding behind her. She wasn't going to advance yet, at least not with her cubs. She would try to move them back and then attack probably.

Axel smashed his back against the wall and squashed the other cat against it. He tore his claws along Deathfang's face and ears vicously, ignoring his own wounds.

The badger roared again and backed up, her cubs fleeing behind her. Albin turned to Moonpelt. "Yer obviously in no shape to run, so walk as fast as you can and hide behind a tree or something," he said waving his tail in the direction of the massive trees near them. "I can handle a badger." He unsheathed his claws and bared his teeth at the badger. "Alright, you dirty mousebrain, it's about time you had a fight with a real warrior!"

The badger bellowed and swung its mighty head around. It didn't see the powerful feline form approaching her from the other side. Albin grabbed onto the badger and slashed into her face, snarling and spitting at it. He avoided her snapping jaws and jumped down, his ears flat against his head.

Form
Name: Shatter (she's just a loner, used to be part of Thunderclan a long time ago, ran away as a kit)
Age: 12 moons
Gender: female
Personality: A bit snarly at first. She's protective and brave and tends to speak her mind. She can be almost anti-social at times due to old scars. She can seem rude, but she never means any real harm to anyone.
Looks: Black with orange streaks and white paws. She has cold blue eyes that don't betray her thoughts. Her front leg has a problem and thus she has a slight limp.

Axel looked surprised and looked at the collar lying on the ground. The tom looked at the wounds he had inflicted on the other cat and winced a bit, almost feeling guilty. "How can I know that you mean that, and you aren't just saying that to keep from becoming crowfood?" he asked. "Also, Spottedblaze, are you ok?" he asked, keeping his gaze on Deathfang. He wanted to go help her, but he wasn't going to take his eyes off of this tom, not yet.

Axel looked at the other tom suspiciously. He still didn't completely trust him, but he wasn't going to attack. "Why are you even here for real? Did you come because you saw us talking about the wolf or other, less helpful reasons?" he asked.

"Hm..." Axel sat thoughtfully. He wondered what Spottedblaze would say about this. After all, she was going to live here as well... "How did you escape this wolf?" he asked.

Albin knew that Moonpelt was getting away, but he wasn't concerned. He knew he could track her down again. After all, she wasn't going to last long with that wound of hers. He snarled and leapt up onto the badger's back, attempting to fasten his claws into its thick, burly neck and sides. The badger swung itself back and forth and swung Albin off.