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Dancingautumn seemed to keep slightly near Luxurianrest. Suddenly an anti-Clanner jumped on his back. He rolled, managing to throw the cat off. He snarled and hissed, stance stiff. Then he swung out his back leg, tripping the cat before delivering a swift deathbite. His eyes shone with regret at killing so many cats, but if he didn't fight then they would kill him.

"It helps to be at least semi-kind to other clans. One day after everyone else hates on them you'll be one of the few who don't. It'll come in handy later on." That was all Nightfawn said before moving on. After about a minute she added, "The Clan comes first, never forget that, but sometimes thinking ahead does you some good." She leaped for a mouse that darted onto her path. She missed it and it swerved around her and scurried back towards it's den, but she used the same move she had when training Autumnpaw. She swept out her back leg and tripped the mouse, slamming her paw onto it and killing it. She buried the freshkill.

Dancingautumn swept out his hind legs and tripped an anti-Clanner before crushing its windpipe. He glanced at Luxurianrest, pausing. That seemed to be the last of them.

"Good fighting..." he said. His gaze swept around him. He gulped. "So many lives taken... not all of them enemies." His nose touched the nearby body of an NPC Clan cat. "May you find StarClan," he mumured.

Nightfawn, Blazesoul, and Infernopelt approached Dancingautumn, but held back. Their fur was stained red, as was Dancingautumn's.

"This... this was a blood I never wanted to stain my fur with... any blood is bad enough." He turned his gaze up to the sun, which was beginning it's descent to the horizon. He looked over at Luxurianrest.

"What Clan are you from?" he inquired. He looked sheepish. "I can't tell anymore because of all of the blood."

Dancingautumn nodded. He brushed his tail quickly against Luxurianrest's side in a comforting manner.

"I hope you're not blaming it on WinterClan. You all were brave to go up against the anti-Clanners. If it wasn't a good decision, we wouldn't have helped," he reassured.

Sight of the Stars was woke up by the heat on her tail. She lifted it. Denoth's body was radiating a feverish heat. She approached him, sniffing his body. She flicked Ivy with her tail.

"Ivy... Ivy!" she growled softly, trying to get the dragoness to wake up. "Can you get me some chunks of ice made? He's got a fever."

Dancingautumn shook his head slowly.

"We have only won a battle, not the war. It'll never end... as long as there are differences between cats, battles will rage and blood will spill." His voice was kind of far-away, and he had the look in his eyes to match it. He looked over at Luxurianrest, his gaze going from the she-cat to the others. "This is the beginning... Many have died but more will come. More will be born... Our kits and their kits will be fighting the anti-Clanners. Even if we kill them all there will be more that decide to go against the Clans. War is not the right way to decide who rules over who and who is better than who, but it happens anyway."

Sight of the Stars took the ice and set it on Denoth's forehead. It melted after about twenty seconds.

"More, I guess. Probably just a large amount of blocks, something we can get a lot on him with and cover him with," Sight of the Stars said. "His body is radiating heat like the sun..."

OOC: Alright.

"I will return with you to WinterClan," he offered. "You have lost so many and a lot are injured. My own Clan can cope... you all need the help more." He nodded politley. Dancingautumn was being courteous, though he would come back with them whether they liked it or not. He looked over himself. He felt something warm on his neck. He lifted a paw and dabbed at it. His own blood mixed with the blood of his enemies.

"Heh, look at that..." He had never noticed the slash on the side of his neck. It hadn't punctured anything major, but it was bleeding profusely. His flanks were bleeding a bit as well, and one of his claws were badly cracked and pulled. He would need to see a medicine cat either way; he couldn't make it back to his clan in this condition.

Nightfawn smiled.

"Darn mouse. They think they're sneaky.. but they're not!" She grinned and kept moving. She paused. "Tell me something. I'm going to pull the old tell-me-what-you-smell-thing. So tell me what you smell." Currently, Nightfawn smelled the semi-fresh scent of dog, maybe about a day old. She was slightly wary, but wanted to make sure her apprentice recognized the scent.

Dancingautumn's gaze followed Luxurianrest's. He winced at the sight of the dying cat. He padded up and mercifully ended the cat's life with a deadly bite. He looked up at Luxurianrest, almost sure to recieve a glare of disapproval. The cat had suffered enough, anyway.

Dancingautumn gazed at Luxurianrest calmly.

"I don't deny that," he replied. His gaze hardened. "He deserved more, but in that state he couldn't have gotten any worse. The next step down was death, and that's what I gave him." He paused. "Is the kit okay?"

OOC: Sorry but it's already over. :(

Dancingautumn nodded, relief in his eyes.

"That is good. Kits should not be injured at all, no matter the reason," he said. He coughed. He wasn't spitting up blood just yet.

Nightfawn watched her apprentice. Obviously the cat had some bad experience with dogs. She draped a comforting paw awkwardly over her apprentice's shoulder and licked the cat's ear comfortingly. She moved on, tapping Autumnpaw with her tail.

"Come."

Sight of the Stars sighed with relief.

"Denoth!" she exclaimed, smiling. She kept the ice pressed to his body.

As the battle started once more Dancingautumn leaped into the bushes. He searched for cobwebs. He found a large gob and bandaged his neck with them. He was going to fight if it killed him.

After a few minutes of letting it clot he leaped back. He found himself by Luxurianrest. The tom nodded to her. His vision spun very, very slightly.

Sight of the Stars chuckled.

"I hope that's not me." She had her guard up, but continued to work. "Careful about moving much," she warned. "It'll hurt when we have to move you, too," she added. She picked out a smaller block of ice and pressed it against Denoth's forehead, holding it there with her paw. She flicked him with her tail. "I healed you a bit earlier, but I didn't have the energy... Hmm..." She thought of something.

"You know, when I have moonlight in my natural reserves, I can mix it with the folicles, nerves, material, and blood of my skin. It makes it rock-hard. I've healed myself with moonlight as well... if I can mix the moonlight essence with your blood, it might be able to make you heal faster. It would keep working over time until it wore out. It might reduce the pain, too." She was excited, and her blue eyes shone.

Hearing the kit's cries for help, Dancingautumn rushed forth and took the helpless kit in his teeth. He jumped up into the nearest tree after running to it, and set the kit on the branch.

"Why are you out here anyway?!" he asked.

Nightfawn and Blazesoul approached Pondfur from two directions, their steps mirroring each other's. They faced off beside Pondfur.

"You rang?" They said in unison, unsheathing their claws. They crouched, tail lashing. They were ready.

"No!" he hissed. He felt he was being harsh, but he wanted to be sure that the kit got what he was saying. "You won't help anyone by getting killed! Can't you see even the warriors are having trouble? You need to get back to the nursery! Now!"

The two cats dodged, calling warnings to each other. They both hissed at their opponents.

"What is your problem?!" Blazesoul spat.

"We're on the same side!" Nightfawn hissed. Their tails lashed and their eyes burned. It could have been a simple mistake, but they had no reason to attack them. Their scent was still able to be mad eout.