Posts by Larkwing

"If I recall, you were the one who spoke to me first. Are you taking back what you said?" Hollowsong chuckled to herself.

Hollowsong smirked, even though she was the one pinned. "Nya, nya, what is this? Don't you know fighting is against the Warrior Code?" With a kick of her hindlegs, she pushed Dragonpelt off. "Tut, tut, bad kittypet~!"

ooc: By the way, what Clan is Dragonpelt from?

"Yes I am," Hollowsong purred, her golden eyes flashing. "Or can you not hear me?" She crouched down, hissing sardonically. "If you're handicapped, shouldn't you be lying around in your Elder's Den?"

ooc: Hollowsong is in ShadowClan (which probably explains her behaviour).

"Ha! A mouse-brained insult for a mouse-brained cat," Hollowsong retaliated. Oh this was on.

ooc: Sure!

"And may I ask why exactly I would be jealous of ThunderClan? If I wanted to be in ThunderClan, I'd've gone to ThunderClan~!" Hollowsong said.

Larkwing caught sight of Tarak just in time and leapt back. With her teeth bared, she charged forwards, hoping to get a good grip on the Elite's throat.

Hollowsong snorted. "And you think that would affect us? If having the least prey made us all want to switch, there wouldn't be a ShadowClan. No, I'm perfectly fine with being ShadowClan." Her expression turned sly. "And besides, we says that we hunt on our territory?"

Hollowsong scowled. "Maybe I should turn you into crowfood." She lunged forwards.

Cats Name: Ivyleaf
Cats Age(Optional): 13 moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: (What Clan or Tribe is your cat in, or are they a loner or kittypet?): SunClan
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe. Warriors MUST be 12 moons or up. Apprentices MUST be 6 moons or up.): Warrior
Appearance(Must be realistic): White pelt, brown smudge/spot around her left eye, green eyes
Personality: Fun-loving, hyper-active, kit-like, dislikes responsibility, respectful when required, peacekeeper
History(Not needed; optional): Ivyleaf is a runaway kittypet (her original name was Fefe) who joined SunClan at 5 moons. Her favourite season is Leafbare because she enjoys the snow. She had a sister named Casket and a brother named Wade but she left them when she ranaway from her Twolegs owner. Every now and then, she wonders how they're doing.
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Hollowsong maneuvered her tail around Dragonpelt's claws. "Thanks, I try," she snickered as she bit down on the ThunderClan cat's paw.

ooc: You're powerplaying. No powerplaying

Hollowsong dodged the attack. "Just trying to fight on the same level as you," she hissed.

Hollowsong snickered. 'Ah, how easy they are to rile up. You'd think a ThunderClanner would have more honour than to blame it on someone else.'

"We'll see who's going to be showing mercy," she meowed.

Seabreeze's head snapped up as her name was called. The larger of the badgers used this distraction to charge forward and next thing she knew, Seabreeze was flying seven feet into the air. With a thump, she landed a fox-length from where she stood before. She jumped back up with a hiss. "What do you think you're doing!" she yowled at the badger, even though it didn't speak the same tongue as her. "That hurt!"

"Stupid over-sized furballs!" Seabreeze spat from behind Acidclaw. "NNROW!" She leapt over the tomcat and jumped on top of a badger. With her claws, she shredded up its back before the badger reared up. Tumbling down, Seabreeze rolled back onto her paws.

Seabreeze paused, pouted, and turned to Acidclaw. "Aw..."

Seabreeze pouted again but withdrew herself. "Alright..."

Hollowsong jumped up, avoiding Dragonpelt. She settled herself onto a tree branch. "Neh, for a ThunderClanner, you sure are violent."

Seabreeze bowed her head. "Alright...thank you." She bounded off towards the camp.

ooc: Bye~!

Hollowsong watched as Dragonpelt jumped up then back down. As the branch snapped, Hollowsong maneuvered herself so that she landed perfectly. 'After all, a cat always lands on her feet.' She snickered at the thought before she too left the Gathering.

Echotail sat in the corner. Though blind, she could hear every detail of the fight: Hollowsong's and Dragonpelt's paws scraping the dirt floor, hissing and yowling as one got injured, and the light padding as they both left the area. She was relieved. For nearly half an hour, the only thing that had gotten done was their battle. Nothing else. She wished the leaders would've done something to stop the two.