Crowpaw hissed. He slid under Edges belly, claws up. He aimed to slash at the larger cat.
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Squirrelspirit slowly climbed ap the tree. Hazelpaw is the only other cat that knows about this. Maybe I can point the blame at these other cats.... She felt a little guilty. These cats were risking their lives. She yowled and flung herself at the bears neck, trying to tear off some of the fur.
The bear lashed out at Squirrelspirit, smacking her out of the air. She was flung back into the tree, dazed and bearing a slash across her left flank. The bear could feel the cats on his neck. No problem. He ran on fours toward a tree, flinging the part of his neck towards it in an attempt to squash the cats.
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Griffin licked the top of Autumns head. He cleared his throat. "Don't tell anyone, okay?"
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Crowpaw wailed, scratching like crazy at the paw that was holding him down. "F-featherpaw! Help!" The words escaped his throat with out a thought. Even his stubbornness couldn't stop it.
As much as Featherpaw wanted to go to a safer place, she couldn't ignore her brother's plea. She flung herself at Crowpaw's attackers, tiny claws flailing aimlessly for anything they could grab. "KEEP YOUR FILTHY PAWS OF MY BROTHER, B*TCHES!!!!" She shrieked.
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The bear wobbled a little. It slash it paw torwards Mudface.
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Griffin nuzzled her.
ooc:ummm......what happens now...?
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Crowpaw coughed blood as his neck was cut.. His voice was barely a whisper. "Featherpaw....."
Featherpaw turned torward Cometpaw. She ran toward him, trying to ram her head into his side. "What the f*ck is your problem?!" She spat.
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ooc: uhhhhhhh.......(Brainfart
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ooc: yeah. Maybe Autumn and Griffin have kits and their kits get stolen by wolves or something and they have to rescue them....?
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ooc: okay I'll start a new thread called "Griffin and Autumns kits" or something like that.
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ooc: sorry i didnt join earlier i couldnt find the thread

Griffin looked from cat to cat, unsure of what to do. He felt like saying something stupid like, so, what now? but instead he fixed his gaze on Haemon. "What do I have to do to prove myself worthy of joining bloodclan?" He growled.
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Crowpaw's eyes were clouding up. His breathing was uneven. "Get...get off....you great lump..." Crowpaw insulted Comet through rather ragged breathes.
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Crowpaw's eyes were barely open. He was completely limp. Wha.......where.........where I......going........" He said. His words were little moer than a whisper.
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Featherpaw saw her brother leaving and scrambled after him. She had a terrible fear that the other cats were following, but she didn't really care. She just wanted her brother.
Crowpaw closed his eyes. Is this what death feels like? He asked himself sillently.
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ooc: oh sorry :3
Crowpaws eyes were closed, and his little blood-soaked body was limp. His breaths were ragged and uneven gasps.
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Crowpaw took a heavy breath, having most of the weight off his throat. "Please...........let me.........go......" He said softly, eyes barely open.
Featherpaw scrambled toward Cometpaw. "Let him go! He's gonna die!" She wailed. She raked her claws toward him, trying to do whatever harm possible.
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Stormhawk padded out of the warrior's den. "What the F*ck are you doing?" He snarled at Morningberry. "They are kittypet kits. They are filty mixedbreeds and should be killed." He unsheathed his long ivory claws. He stepped closer to the kits. "Look at them! One is twitching, one seems dead, and the other is missing a leg. How the hell are these worthless scraps going to benifit Bloodclan? Do we look like those soft-hearted Thunderclan cats that take in every damn creature they see?" He bared his teeth. "They should be killed imediatly."
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Featherpaw looked at her brother. "The moment you release him, we will be on our way,"
Crowpaw tried to agree, but all that came out was a strange gurgle from his throat.