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Willowflare leaped from the small tree she was laying in when she saw three warriors, and two shadowclan kits. She leaped from the tree, landing on her two front paws and then her back paws landed afterwards. She padded slowly to the kits, and halted two tail lengths from them. "You should go home." she meowed. "Your mother is probably very worried, and your clanmates are probably streaming around camp and the forest looking for you." she paused for a second. "I suggest leaving now, or you might be in bigger trouble." she did not sit down, but she kept her distance, wondering how old the kits were. She knew if she scared them or anything, they might fall in the gorge. And if she got to close and they attacked her, something might happen and they could fall in the gorge. Then it would be up to a warrior to try and save them, and if they died, Shadowclan would put up a big hissy fit like the warriors they are and would probably blame it on us and attack, or something stupid like that.

Willowflare shot backwards in attempt to dodge, but Bloodhiss's claws still clawed her shoulder. She was lucky she shot back or it would have gotten deeper then now. She ignored the pain in her shoulder, and attempted the front paw strike, witch was when she raked her claws down her oppenent's face or body. In attempt, she leaped forward and tried the move on Bloodhiss's face, acrose the left eye.

Willowflare, seeing she missed she dived for another attack. She decided to try the teeth grip: target the legs, tail, scruff, or ears and lock your teeth tightly around the part of the cat. Your paws and claws remain free to fight.
She targeted the scruff. She shot to the Bloodhiss's side, about a tail length away. She leaped forward and attemped to lock her teeth onto his scruff. Meanwhile her claws tried to lock deep into his right leg, considering she was at his right.

Willowflare, as quick as she could, scrambled to her paws before he lunged for her neck. She slid under him while he was in the air, and quickly attemped to rake his stomach while he was in her air.

Willowflare was hunting near the gorge when she scented a fox. She raced as fast as she could to the scene, and as soon as she was there, she lunged in attempt to pin the fox down.

Willowflare rolled onto her paws, and in a instant, she lunged forward, aiming to sink her teeth into his shoulders. Her calico fur shone in the light as she lunged forward, faster then she went before. her paws her extended out, one paw lower then the other, so if she missed, that paw would land first and she wouldnt topple on the ground, giving him a chance to kill her. Her claws were ready to knock him down so that she could sink the claws into his shoulder. She felt very prepaired, but not a hint of pride in this battle. This battle might go on longer then she expects, or shorter. She was not going to kill this cat, that was for sure. She knew it didnt matter she used to be a loner before joining, to follow the code or not. She knew the answer was always to follow the code; she was not going to fight like a rogue. She wondered if she would die in this battle, or would Bloodhiss by mistake.

Willowflare heard a battle cry near by. She flattened her ears when she sniffed the air, smelling the foul scent of fox. She turned from the rabbit who fled when she turn, and she raced twords the battle. After a minute or so, she was close, her sore pad started to ache, she had gotten a thorn in it yesterday. She arrived in a couple seconds, glad of her speed. As she arrived, she saw the fox, and before it spotted her, she lunged at it in attempt to leap on the foxes back.

After sinking her teeth into his shoulder, she relized he wasnt trying to attack... she let go of her grip and shot backwards, cautious. She had her paws tucked in, and and her backpaws back. She was ready to leap. She looked for a target. After a couple hearbeats, she had her target. She leaped forward as quick as a mouse, both paws out, and attempted to rake his right eye downwards.

Willowflare glanced at the other warriors with amusement in her eyes. She grabbed the kit who pounce's scruff and padded over to the other one. She set the kit down next to the other one and nudged them twords the shadowclan border. "Off you go." she meowed, still nudging them to the border. She stopped once they were a little past the border, then turned around and padded away slowly, pricking her ears to hear if they leave or attempt to attack. "Kits," she sighed. "Shadowclan has so much pride, but they dont relize they are just as strong as any other clan." she muttered quietly to herself as soon as the kits were out of earshot.

Willowflare stopped, hearing only one set of tiny paws running home. She turned to see the one that attempted to attack earlier. She rolled her eyes and padded to the kit until a tail-length away. "go home." she meowed. "Your not getting a fight, kit, because it is against the code." her used-to-be soft tone was now a little harsh. "so go home!"

Willowflare padded forward until she was right infront of the kit. "Please go home, or risk getting in trouble, and your apprenticeship might get delayed, that is, when you become a apprentice one day." she meowed. "Or should I take you to shadowclan camp myself?"

Willowflare blinked and nodded a thanks. "You dont have to," she meowed. "You caught them."

"Thanks," she meowed before she picked up the prey and turned. As she left to camp, she meowed through the prey. "May starclan light your path." then she leapt away, and was out of sight.

Willowflare padded out of the warrior's den, well and rested. She padded over to the freshkill pile, picking a small vole for herself when she noticed a new warrior. "Hello, there." she meowed, taking her eyes off of her small vole. I'll go hunting later... she decided. "Im Willowflare. What's your name?" she asked the cat, appearing to be friendly.

Willowflare saw what was happening as she lay on a sunny rock. She got to her paws quickly, and leaped off. She raced over to the gorge. She grabbed three vines, all thick and strong, and she swung them twords Nightblaze's paws. "Grab onto them!" she yowled through her muffled mouth because she was holding the vines. "Trust me!"

OOC: Fighting loners that attacked a apprentice.

Willowflare thought. What helps broken bones? she asked herself, but she didnt know the answer.

Willowflare glanced at the prey she caught. "I catch alot of prey every day," she meowed. "I think it is because I always feel bad when I take prey for myself, I always feel like other cats need it more."

Willowflare blinked. "Thats amazing." she breathed. "If we ran fast enough, we might make it back to camp, but the storm will probably hit us before then, so lets find shelter out of camp." she decided.

Willowflare watched him with clear, dark blue eyes. After a moment she looked away at her paws. "You are a very kind cat," she meowed. "Your also handsome and you must be brave, I think that is likely why cats would try to impress you... but there is something special about you."