her portrait in BLACK . [battle]

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{Smoke unfurled from his paws as Peanutdrift sluggishly came back to life, well, a half-life. The light in his beautiful eyes was presently nonexistent, and the SerenityClanner was now within the ranks of the Tribe. The dead tomcat rolled his shoulders back. Instinct was telling him to kill. He turned left and right slowly, finding a piece of prey quickly. The massive tom stretched out his claws, flexing his muscles for a brief moment before lunging down for the BrightClanner beneath him. The blank expression on his face was horrid in itself, almost equal to the vicious looks on the other puppets. He did not snarl or speak; it was as if he was being puppetted around.}

[x.Jolly.x]

^{Birdfeather stopped, horrified. She watched as Peanutdrift came back to life, as a Tribe cat. She watched him spot her and came to attack her. A blood curdling scream came from her as the large tom landed on top of her. 'No!' She went to dive away, but was too late. The tom landed on top of her, and she was stuck. The former Serenityclanner is aiming to kill me! She cried out for help as she was scrabbling in the dust to get up and push the spectre off of her.}

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{His claws lifted mechanically and aimed to rake across Birdfeather's face and head as he trapped her beneath his girth. Peanutdrift's lips slowly curled into a demonic smile that only the Tribe could craft. "I've got you," he said hauntingly. The massive SerenityClanner grinned evilly and tightened his grip on Birdfeather, attacking her more and more.}

[fernie. (:]

As the heavy weight descended onto Foxtail's back, she let out a shriek of shock, and her body froze. She didn't do anything to protect herself, knew she wouldn't be able to fend off the huge Tribe cat. She felt a searing pain as Heartlessfrost ripped into Foxtail's throat, and she gave a small strangled cry, collapsing to the ground. She gasped for breath as she felt her oxygen supply cut off, and warm blood seeping into her fur, down her front paws and dying them scarlet. She looked up silently at Deathwish, her eyes full of emotion that she could not get out in words. A single tear rolled down the cheek as she felt darkness grasp at her senses. She lay there, helpless, and bleeding to death. She parted her lips and mouthed three words, I love you. She hoped that Deathwish got the message, and finally gave a guttural, bloody cough, then lay still, her green eyes glazed.

As the last of her life left her, Foxtail's pure, grass green eyes diffused and became the same scarlet colour as the blood seeping out of her wound.

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[Wolf]

"FOXTAIL!!!!" Screamed Deathwish, as he watched the cat he loved fall to the ground. He stood still, shaking, panting with rage, then he turned, face twisted with anguish, and flew after Heartlessfrost. "You monster! You killed her, you killed her!" He screeched, swinging his unsheathed claws at the tribe cat, tears and blood streaming down his face.

Spindlespider leant shakily against Cardinalpaw, his vision blurred by the blood that had trickled into his eyes. "No..." He said, "We can't lose, we've got to win!"

Hailpaw turned back to his pursuers to hiss at them one last time, then raced out of harms way after some of his clan mates.

Brokenskull padded after Haloheart, still looking confused, his eyes slightly unfocussed. "You helped....me." He meowed. "Haloheart...Brokenskull's friend."

[all out JINX ♥]

_{//are Eastfrost, Gracewhisper, and Sorrowflight out of the clearing and heading toward Brightclan, Raven?}

[&&R.A.V.E.N :3]

I belive so, Rogue.

[FIREH!!]

<sub>The faint form of Murdercalling appeared beside the two cats who were fighting. That's right, Peanutdrift, take her life. Kill her. He snarled, eyes slits as he stared at the cat who he had forgotten was his sister.

Cloakedclaw staggered around, looking for cats who needed help. He found his brother and sister, and weaved his way towards them. Haloheart, Indigopaw... Are you both okay? He asked them, his concern showing in the licks he gave the pair on the ears.

Snowflake was looking for Octoberlies. Octoberlies! She called. If he had died, she would never forgive herself. She had found him with a Cloudclanner who had the same form as him. This must be one of his lost kits he told me abuot... She thought in her head. Do you need help? She asked them.

Greyfalcon's spiritual form appeared only to Maverickpaw and Sunheart. Not even the Tribe cats could see him. I'll help you, my son. He told Maverickpaw. He propped his shoulder against Sunheart's and helped the pair to Brightclan.</sub>

[all out JINX ♥]

_{//otey, just needed to refresh myself....}

[kee :]]

Through most of the battle, Toweringpaw tried to keep close to his mother, Maverickpaw, and Limepaw all at the same time just encase any of them needed help. Lucky for him, he stayed out of harms way most of time. A few clumps if fur was missing from his pelt and there was blood coating his body from head to toe because of the packed bodies of bloody cats. He had looked away for a few seconds to hop over a body of a knocked out cat, to see if she was OK and then he heard his brother's screams. Mom! He immediately whipped around to face his mother and brother. Sunheart was lying on the ground and Maverickpaw was leaning over her. His eyes grew wide and his mouth turned into a line of fierce anger. "NO! MOM NO!" he screamed, running over to Maverickpaw's side. "Maverickpaw, we have to get out of here, now! Get Mom to BrightClan. I have to find Limepaw!" And he was off, tears streaming down his face as he tried to forget what was happening, trying to wash away the guilt and sadness that filled him.

[FIREH!!]

_{At the sound of his son's screaming, Greyflacon told the two of them, One minute. Then he raced off and stopped in front of Toweringpaw. He showed himself to him and meowed, Son... It's okay... It'll all work out. He meowed comfortingly, but bracing himself for the screams that would follow.}

[kee :]]

All of the sudden a spirit stood in front of him and he braced himself for the attack. This phantom would kill him and he would go to StarClan where he belonged. But instead the phantom started calling him his son and Toweringpaw realized that this was Grayfalcon, his father. He didn't care. He thrashed out at the ghostly figure. "You actually think this will work out? Then you must be crazy. My mother's dead. You must be so happy that she will be with you now!" he growled, tears still matting his bloodstained cheeks. "Get away from me!" he yowled, frantically looking for Limepaw. Somewhere deep down inside that he knew his friend was in trouble and he needed her. She was all he had left.

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

Limepaw was gasping for breath when she heard Toweringpaw yowling, the greif he was feeling evident in every cry. He was her only friend. Her only family. She had to find him! Jumping this way and that, she looked everywhere before finally seeing him. Her heart lurched gratefully as she saw that he wasn't badly injured, then ran to his side. Her orange fur was matted with blood and bristled with fear as she stood beside the massive tom.

Heartlessfrost was almost tired by now. So many cats to kill! But her Tribe was growing stronger with every death, and that made it worth it for her. Jumping for the nearest cat, an EclipseClanner called Limepaw, she clawed at the young apprentice. Peircing shrieks filled the air around them as Limepaw felt her flesh being ripped at, then...
Silence. Limepaw had simply passed out, despite that she had barely any wounds. Perhaps the pressure had just been too much for her or maybe it was bloodloss from earlier... either way, Heartlessfrost's intrest faltered and she stalked away, smirking at Toweringpaw as she went. Her sly walk turned into bounding leaps away as she looked for her next victim.

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[FIREH!!]

_{What Toweringpaw didn't know, was that though his paws weren't slicing him, his words hurt Greyfalcon like a badger's claw. I'm sorry... He whispered, and let it carry to his son before returning to Maverickpaw and Sunheart's sides to help them.}

[SHADE. :D]

Her ghostly pelt shed mist as Shadestar's head swung from side to side. The slender she-cat narrowed her scarlet eyes as she spotted a BrightClanner, stood alone, undefended. Perfect. Shadestar sprang at the she-cat, whom, unknowing to her, was Swanflight. The spectral she-cat leered at the BrightClanner for a moment. "Say goodbye!" Her voice was a snarl, not the serene tones she had known in life. Shadestar struck out once, twice, thrice with her claws, slicing the she-cat's throat in three places. She watched the blood begin to pour, smirking at the sight of the red liquid. Wheeling around, Shadestar scouted for another victim.

Octoberlies stood in front of the CloudClanner, teeth bared. Blood trickled down his skull onto his shoulders. The grey tabby's limbs were rigid, the horrific scarring on his stomach and chest visible. The tom gasped a thanks to the huge BrightClanner, before turning back to Barrenclaw. He frowned for a moment. There was something familiar about that face, the long, straw-coloured fur... Octoberlies shook himself. He had no time to be dwelling on recognition! This cat was dying! The grey tabby tom gave Snowflake a swift lick between the ears, before hoisting Barrenclaw's front half onto his shoulders. "Can you help?" he rasped to his mate, buckling under the weight of the muscular CloudClanner.

Haloheart reached forward to touch noses with her brother, her pale ginger fur bristling. Despite the urgency of the situation she couldn't help shooting Brokenskull a warm look. The small she-cat butted him lightly with her brow. "And you're mine." Fiery anger swept through her slender frame. How could Stormstar have got Brokenskull to come to the battle? Indigopaw sagged slightly, tripping over his own paws. He blinked up at Cloakedclaw. "I'm... I'm okay," he panted to his older brother, ears flat.

With a yowl Hyenastrike flew at Birdflight, knocking her away from Murdercalling and Peanutdrift. The fierce ginger tom drew back his lips in a ferocious snarl, sharp white teeth showing. The muscular warrior raised his tail, fur bristling in fury. "Peanutdrift, I can't believe this," he mewed, pain hidden in the raw anger of his voice. "This isn't you! Remember Clearpool?"

// Can Murder or Peanut slash Hyenastrike? He get's a massive scar from his ear to his chin.

[FIREH!!]

<sub>Snowflake smiled at Octoberlies. She turned and watched as the battle sluggishly ended. Her snow white fur was streaked with blood, and her one ear was cut with a v-shape nick in it. She shook her head and blood drops flicked across the area.

Cloakedclaw helped support the pair as they walked to Brightclan. Come on. We'll be there soon guys... Don't worry.. He kept encouragin them, as he could see Indigopaw's faltering energy showing. Come on, just a little further. He encouraged them.

Littlefox beckoned to Prophecypaw. Come on, let's head to Brightclan and help there. With that, she turned and beckoned her apprentice once more and bounded out of the blood stained clearing and towards Brightclan camp.

Murdercalling shook his head. Taking away a cat we were hurting has made me mad. You'll pay for that, dummy! He flung himself at the young tom and drew one sharp claw down from his ear to his chin. He felt the warm blood dribble down his paw and yowled to the sky happily. You're gonna die, mousedung. He hissed into the tom's face, before flinging him to the ground. He slashed his claws into the ground and flung dirt at the tom. You're worthless. He hissed, before springing away into the fight to hurt more innocent cats.</sub>

[SHADE. :D]

Hyenastrike bristled, hackles raised, teeth bared. The muscular tom did not have time to duck as Murdercalling's claws sailed towards him, cutting deep. Excruciating pain ripped through his face, and he felt as if it were being sliced in two. The young ginger warrior stumbled, Murdercalling's misty flanks pushing him to the grass. His breath was shallow with agony, blood soaking the grass. The tom prepared to meet his end, thinking of all the cats he wished he could have seen one last time. "Pansyblossom..." The name was murmured, but suddenly he screeched it. "Pansyblossom!"

[x.Jolly.x]

^{Dazed from what had happened, Birdfeather shook her head. 'Hyenastrike! No! They'll kill you!' She called. Then she froze. She realized what other cat was there. 'M-Murdercalling?!' She stuttered. Her own brother was here, trying to kill her! 'No. You were supposed to go to Starclan when you died. Murdercalling! Don't do anything you'll regret!' She lunged herself at him, trying to gethim away from Hyenastrike.}

[Ice]

<sub>//Sorry I'm so late >.< I got grounded...

//Honeypaw looked up at Rippedear, not paying attention to the Brightclan cats running past them. 'Ok Rippedear, but if you die I will never forgive myself. Your like the mother I never had, and the friend any cat could have.'</sub>[/color] With that the light brown apprentice ran the way of all the other cats. Tansyblood ran into Jay's hallow, see searched around all the clan cats. She only looked for one cat, the only cat she cared if he was still alive. Finally she spotted a Sandy colored apprentice making his way out of the crowd of cats. She ran over to Him with a big smile, but her smile disappeared when she saw the smallish cat's shoulders. 'Honeypaw... What happened to you?!?!? Why are you all bloody?!?!'[/color] Tansybloods voice went yup 20 octaves. She watched the Eclipseclan apprentice push his way through. Honeypaw looked up at his old friend. 'Why are you so late? Your clan should have been here in the beginning! Not the end!' [/color]Honeypaw glared at Tansyblood. 'Honeypaw, I'm sorry. Your right we should have, we're a bad clan... I'm really sorry, but if I was here you would never have been touched by any of these tribe cats!'[/color] The femme looked at the handsome apprentice. Honeypaw looked down at his paws, 'Tansyblood it's ok, it's not you or your clan... lets just get back to your camp.'[/color] With one glance back at Rippedear he ran off, with Tansyblood following him close behind.

Bloodstream Let out a cry when she saw Windstripe kill Ghostnight. She watched Doveflight as she freaked out on Eastfrost. Then watched her as she limped off to Birghtclan. The amber femme was alone, again. She watched Birghtclan run in and evacuate all the other clans. She just stood there looking stupid. She watched all the tribe cats attacking all the new cats the joined helping cats out. But she couldn't move, not even a whisker length. Her body wouldn't let even take one step away from where she stood.

//Hey Rogue can you have Ghostnight kill Bloodstream please!After Rogue (if she wants to) kills Bloodstream all my cats will be out[/sub]

[Wolf]

Deathwish tore around the hollow, slashing at any tribe cat he came across. Tears flew from his cheeks as he leapt, yowling, sorrow twisting his face.

Brokenskull butted Haloheart clumsily with his head, purring deeply. "I like...friends." He smiled dopily, then looked sad. "Don't... like battles...though." He shook his head fiercly.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

<sub>"Swanflight~!" Ghostlystar hollered. The black tomcat snarled and lunged for Shadestar, only to go through her and land on his paws. He turned, panting heavily. "Ya'll regret that, EclipseClanner!" His claws clung and rent the bloody grass beneath him as he steeled himself to attack Shadestar in vain.

Peanutdrift stared blankly at Hyenastrike, claws pausing as the tom rescued the she-cat he was attacked. Suddenly, light shimmered onto him and the ghostly tomcat vanished.

Maverickpaw wheeled, fierce green eyes staring at Greyfalcon. He opened his mouth to say something vicious but shook his head and pulled his mother onto his shoulders. "Let's go, Toweringpaw," the EclipseClanner snarled. "Go get Limepaw. We need to get the hell out of here."

Patriotcross snarled into action, already carrying one cat on his massive shoulders. He ran over to Hyenastrike and knotted his fangs into the SerenityClanner's fur. "You cats are all the same," he grunted under his breath as he began dragging the tom to BrightClan territory.</sub>

[lonelylove :D]

ooc I'm just gonna have Jasminestar lose a life b/c of this random cat. Then, Aurrie, you said Windstripe might be able to take a life, too...

ooc Jasminestar nodded to Mysticsight, who was carrying Pastelsky's body on her shoulders. Brightclan is here to help, but we must try to do as much as we can. She broke from the conversation to duck as a Tribe cat came barreling at her. The cat braked clumsily, and turned around to face her. Mysticsight usually acted as her bodyguard, but now that she was busy, it was time to reverse roles. The Tribe cat came at her again. Jasminestar leapt to the side, but the cat had learned. He swerved to the side, and pushed her down. She grunted as the cat pinned her down and clawed. Jasminestar tried to fight back, but of course, it didn't work. She was stubborn, and tried hard to land a blow. But the Tribe cat was winning, the score being 10 to 0.
Her energy was running out fast, and her limbs flopped down to her sides. The leader's belly was now exposed, and the Tribe cat made the most of it. His claws scored deep marks into her exposed area. Jasminestar just closed her eyes, and tried to ignore the pain. But when she opened her eyes, she saw blood pouring from her flank. She screamed loudly, before everything went blank.

Jasminestar opened her eyes, and scrambled to a sitting position. All around her, the ranks of Starclan sat, looking at her. She frowned slightly, because this meant she had lost a life from that Tribe cat. A cat stepped forward, separating herself from the hailed. It was Fazestar, the leader before Reflectstar. You have lost another life, She said, stating the obvious. Jasminestar nodded slowly. When can I go back? I must fight! What will Mysticsight do? Fazestar clucked her tongue, almost as if she was scolding a young kit. In a small while. Your body must heal.
Jasminestar sighed with frustration. She waited a few minutes in silence, before Fazestar said, You may go now. A black wave washed over the leader's eyes.

And suddenly, as if plunged into the cold water, her eyes flew open. She sat up, feeling a little dizzy. The big wound on her flank was gone, but the blood that had left her body had collected into a small pool around her. She stood up and moved out of the way. She saw that the Tribe cat had left, but her "bodyguard" was still there. Are you alright?, Meowed Jasminestar. She washed as much of the blood out of her fur as quickly as she could.

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[kee :]]

Then everything happened so fast. Toweringpaw had stopped a moment to see if Grayfalcon really did turn around and leave him alone. He did, but Maverickpaw did something out of the ordinary. Something Toweringpaw had never seen him do. Maverickpaw glared at his own father, whipped away and told him to find Limepaw. He couldn't help but smirk at Grayfalcon before turning around to face Heartlessfrost stalking away from him, grinning as she went and when Toweringpaw looked down he croaked. "Limepaw?" he murmured, more tears beginning to drip down his cheeks. He pressed his muzzle into her ginger fur and realized that she was breathing. The massive tom took action quickly. Toweringpaw grabbed Limepaw's scruff and she was easy to carry because she was small and her feet didn't drag on the ground. And then he ran. Ran for BrightClan. Ran for some place in which he wouldn't have to run anymore.

ooc // Toweringpaw and Limepaw have left the battle, yo.

[Spice..xx]

Swanflight screeched with pain as she felt the claws, sharp as needles, pierce her neck, her throat. The white femme gagged on her own blood, falling to the ground as the scarlet liquid seeped everywhere, clogging up her breathing tube. Dark blue eyes found Ghostlystars and she held his gaze for a moment. "Tell.....Hauntingdream.....I'm........sorry" she croaked before slowly, painfully dipping her head to the leader of her Clan one final time. Then the pure white femme, the fallen angel took her last breath as the blood seeped from the open wounds on her throat, eyes glazing over as dead orbs stared at Ghostlystar.

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[(aurora) of the problematique]

<sub>OoC;// He'll dealing with Grainpelt at the moment. I'll have a life of Ghostlystar attack her.

biC;// Mysticsight let out a snarl as a Tribe cat lunged for her. She was a moment close to dropping Pastelsky and fighting the fiend when Jasminestar cut her off. The brown and black female hissed in surprise and then anger as her leader was thrown like a toy across the grass. "Jasminestar!" the medium-sized she-cat roared, running towards her with Pastelsky hanging limply on her shoulders. She nosed her leader, growling frantically. "Jasminestar, wake up..." Mysticsight was panting heavily as Jasminestar awoke, seemingly in a daze. A shadow hovered over the she-cats: Ghostlystar. Mysticsight gasped, but soon collected herself, fur bristling as she faced the Tribe-stolen life of BrightClan's leader.

Tribe Ghostlystar lunged down for Jasminestar, snarling at the SerenityClan leader. Mysticsight interfered, the female clashing with the black tom. He sent her tumbling over a log, Pastelsky flopping in the same direction. Mysticsight lunged from the fallen tree, snarling viciously as she came to defend her leader. Ghostlystar swatted at her again, keeping her at bay long enough to begin attacking Jasminestar.</sub>[/color]

[lonelylove :D]

Jasminestar had just looked up from her grooming when she saw the large shadow. It was a faded version of Ghostlystar, just one of his lives. He snarled loudly, and tried to attack the Serenityclan leader. Jasminestar quickly moved into a defense position, but before she could make her move, Mysticsight was tumbling with Tribe Ghostlystar. Jasminestar yowled as the she-cat went over a log, but recovered quickly. The leader sprung to her defense, by launching herself at, or rather, through the apparation. She went to Mysticsight's side, ready to fight and defend.

In the pool of blood where Jasminestar had layed when she lost a life, another apparation was born. Jasminestar's life, instead of going to Starclan, had become a toy of the Tribe. Jasminestar's life was now just getting up. She slowly stood up, savoring the freedom she now had. She looked towards where the solid Jasminestar was by Mysticsight's side, ready to fight Ghostlystar's life. The apparation made a move toward them, but decided against it, and instead dashed off in the other direction, with no particullar goal in mind except to get away.

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[all out JINX ♥]

<sub>//cue Lonelyheart, please ;D.... time for Rippedear ;D

//Rippedear watched as the light brown apprentice dashed off with a Brightclanner. Her sky blue eyes searched the clearing for cats to help, she saw a Brightclan she-cat fall to her death from the former Eclipseclan leader. As she headed quickly over to Swanflight her eyes caught another she-cat, a Moonclanner. Rippedear dashed over to the dead body of Soulmistake and started to drag the silver tabby toward Swanflight. When she reached the dead Brightclanner, she set the Moonclan she-cat down and hawled Swanflight onto her back. Rippedear started to drag Soulmistake toward Brightclan border, Mudbelly glaring at her as she hawled the 2 she-cats out of the clearing.

//Rippedear and the dead Soulmistake have left the battle.... with the dead Swanflight

//Ghostnight raced back to the clearing with his dead brother at his side, twin blood red pools shone from under the night sky. Halo laughed a deadly cackle before sprinting into the now not so full clearing. Ghostnight's red optics shone with pleasure after chasing his sister from the clearing, tasting her blood a few times. His black pelt caked with blood and now smelled of decay. Ghostnight searched the empting clearing for his next victum, his deadly opticals fell on a deep amber she-cat. He set in a full sprint toward the Moonclan she-cat, claws searching for warm flesh and blood. A great leap sent him souring through the air until he landed hard on her back, hard enough to knock the she-cat out. "Time to die little kitty!" Ghostnight's blood stained claws raked across the Moonclanner's throat hitting it's target and feeling the river of blood flowing out. The former Moonclanner jumped off the deep amber she-cat, seeing the Moonclanner's face for the first time and yet possibly the last. A memory made his blood red optics turn ice blue for one moment as he remembered the she-cat. The helpless Moonclanner had been his friend Bloodstream.</sub>

[SHADE. :D]

Hyenastrike felt teeth in his fur and staggered upright, determined to walk alone. He couldn't see, and staggered. He found himself leaning against the cat that had began dragging him along. The cat smelt faintly of BrightClan, but Hyenastrike could smell nothing else. His nostrils were clogged his blood, and his face a grotesque mask of crimson. The scar was a dark, bloody line jagged across his handsome face, tearing from the base of his ear, across one eye, down his muzzle to finish on his chin. It throbbed painfully, but the young warrior clenched his teeth on the pain.

A small, sturdy she-cat blocked the path of the rampaging Deathwish. Cherrysmoke cuffed him over the ears to stop his wild yowling, then pulled him close to her so that his head rested on her chest. "I'm so sorry, Deathwish," she murmured to the heartbroken tom. "I know you loved her, and she loved you, Deathwish, she really did." Cherrysmoke lede Deathwish back towards Foxtail's body. The tortoiseshell seemed smaller and more vulnerable in death. The she-cat pressed her nose into the dead warrior's fur breifly. "Thankyou for loving him so," she mewed softly. "You will find StarClan." She then stood back to let Deathwish have some privacy, but her tail was still draped comfortingly around his shoulders.

Shadestar let out a high-pitched wail of laughter as Ghostlystar appeared before her. She let his lashing claws sail straight through her spectral body. "Look who it is, BrightClan's latest weakling of a leader!" Raising a taloned paw, Shadestar struck forward with her paw thrice, trying to use the same move on Ghostlystar that she had used to kill Swanflight. Shadestar then jumped back, sneering, to admire her work.

[Wolf]

Deathwish staggered towards Foxtail's limp form, then collapsed down beside her, curling his body around her protectivelly. He buried his face in her fur, sobbing quietly, his body shaking.
She was gone. The cat he loved was gone.

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

<sup>[ooc]:// Mind if Night Tree helps? And is Petalrain here?

[bic]://
A muscular tom shot into the fray from a moment's shelter. He snarled at a Tribe tom, outstretching an clawed paw to slash the enemy's face. His green eyes shot wide with fear. His shot went right though it! More strikes were taken at the spectral figure, but all were in vain. Night Tree whipped his head side to side, hoping to find Petalrain. What if she were here? What is she was injured? What if she...no, he couldn't think of that. It was stomach-churning to imagine. While in his trance, the Tribe cat scored across his face. He yowled in pain and retreated in search of his beloved. "Petalrain?! Petalrain?! Where are you?!"

[ooc]://Eh, crappy post.</sup>