Posts by Mottledstar

YES.
I am, in all ways, agreeing with you.

OOC: YEA?

Lilystar's eyes widened and she let out a choked gasp. "N-no! H-he can't be! Where is he?!" she snarled. The leader whipped around and saw her mate's body. Beside it was a faded old white-and-ginger tom, whom Lilystar didn't recognize. Despite being a StarClan cat, he didn't have the shimmer of stars in his fur. He carried a sickly glow.

>"One cat down, Lilystar.. only a few more to go..." the tom whispered before fading.<

"Of course," Tawnyblaze meowed. "Follow me." She padded off toward a huge ancient pine tree.
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Flameclaw padded through the sickly forest, stopping every now and then to sniff for traces of the other cats' scents. Eventually he stumbled upon the light-brown tabby named Darktalon.

"Darktalon," he said, dipping his head. "Lilystar's mate has finally gone."

"Yes... we are one step closer to the goal of our plan.." the tabby meowed. "When all comes to the end, no ChillClan cat will survive."

A new voice came from the edge of the clearing. "And then we will claim their territory, rightfully, as ours," said the dark gray tom who padded toward them. "Where is Tanglesoul? He is late for the meeting," growled Smokefur.

I'm good like that

>:3

YEEEA

Thanks Astra! <3

OOC: Flameclaw already returned to the Dark Forest XD

Smoke, Pip, and Flecktail bounded along the SunClan border, crossing deliberately through the scent barrier. The exiled silver tom flicked his tail up in the air, stopping his companions while he scented for prey. "There should be some rabbits around here. I know their territory well enough still to find prey." As he spoke, a white tail flashed at the edge of his vision. "Circle around it," he murmured, crouching low as Pip and Smoke moved to close it in.

"I'm still here," she murmured, padding around to look down at the kit. "Keep walking forward. The camp is right there." She gestured with her tail to a well-trodden path with ferns stamped down on top.

Smoke straightened up with the rabbit in his jaws, ears pricked and hostility in his eyes as he looked at Sapphirepaw.

"Well well, what do we have here?" meowed Flecktail scornfully.

"A helpless kit, by the looks of it," growled Snakeshade as he came through the bushes behind them.

Smoke dropped the rabbit in a bramble bush, and he padded up to Flecktail's side with Pip. The four cats stood in a line in front of the apprentice, all staring straight at her.

"I'll give you a chance to run, Sapphirepaw," Snakeshade sneered. "If you stay there for ten more heartbeats, you're crowfood." The huge, powerful tom turned to spit into the thistles next to himself.

"And you're up against four, full-grown cats. Don't be a beetle-brain!" Pip snarled. She lashed out with her claws and sliced the cocky apprentice's ear.

"I'll give you one more chance," Snakeshade growled, curling his lip. "Run. Now." The group began inching toward her, starting to surround her in a circle.

Snakeshade flicked his tail, signaling to Smoke, Flecktail, and Pip to swarm up the tree after her with him. "Foolish kit!" he snarled, gripping the branch tightly with his long, curved claws. "Now I will kill you myself." Smoke lunged for Sapphirepaw.

Smoke smacked against the trunk, snarling as he turned back to look at her. "For a cat my size, everyone is a kit!" He leaped up and grabbed the branch she was on, biting her front paw hard. Flecktail followed him up the tree, positioning himself on the base of their branch.

Pip leaped after her, grabbing her tail in her teeth and holding it firmly. "Mange-pelts like you need to stay quiet!" She jerked Sapphirepaw to the right, aiming to knock her out of the trees. Smoke followed Pip and lashed out at the apprentice's shoulder, gashing it open and pushing her further off.

"After her, all of you!" Snakeshade screeched, pounding after her with the three cats at his side. He slashed at her wounded tail again, missing by a mouse-length.

Pip ducked in time and Smoke leaped straight onto Sapphirepaw, with Flecktail, pinning her down as Snakeshade stalked up. Fury lit his eyes, and his fur was bushed out.

"Pip, Smoke, keep those mange-pelts away!" he snarled, turning to Sapphirepaw. The two rogues moved into positions next to the exiled deputy, snarling at the SunClan cats. "Do you honestly think that you, a mere apprentice, can beat me? Please, I'm shaking in my fur," he spat. He sliced open her nose with a claw and bit down on her shoulder fiercely.

Pip darted at Staticpaw, spitting, low to the ground; while Smoke growled threateningly at Cometash. His claws dug into the dirt, scoring marks in the ground.

"Nobody will help you, you piece of SunClan dirt!" Snakeshade screeched. He dove for her neck, fangs flashing.

Snakeshade leaped off Sapphirepaw, snarling at the kits. He swiped a hooked claw at them, his eyes wild and spit flecking his muzzle. Then he noticed that they were too close to the SunClan camp. The brambles around it were all too familiar, and his cats were quickly being outnumbered. "Retreat!" he screeched, not wanting to pick a fight with the whole Clan. He sprinted toward the border, Smoke trailing him close behind.

Flecktail snarled in anger, turning to Pip. "Come on!" he shrieked, darting after his leader with the rogue she-cat behind him. He snatched up the rabbit they left behind and pounded toward his camp.

"Have faith, little one," Tawnyblaze murmured. "ChillClan will not turn away a cat in need. I will see you again, in the paths of your dreams." The former medicine cat began to fade away in front of the kit.

The rogues finally reached their fern-shaded hollow. Snakeshade climbed onto the rock above their den. "I will keep watch. Have Buckwheat tend to your wounds," he called to his companions.

"What is this I'm hearing about wounds?" a tom's voice meowed from the den. Buckwheat padded out of the nest with marigold and cobweb clamped in his jaws, glancing at his denmates worriedly. "Come on, Pip, you look the worst. I'll treat you first." They all clustered around Buckwheat, lying down and licking at any wounds they had.