her portrait in BLACK . [battle]

[falconkit]

<sub>((Fear the might of my evil plans!!! *cough* um yeah, falconeh is in love xD))

Falconpaw looked up at Halloweentail. Yet again the emotions took over. "I know its. . . wrong, but I cant help it, " Her heart lifted when he said he loved her. "I don't think you can either."

Stone got up. Ok maybe this time it would work. All he had to do, is not go unguarded. "Ok, This time its for real," he hissed before once again jumping for them, this time aimed for his sister. "You owe a debt to me," he yelled before he barreled into her. She tumbled to the ground, and was pinned. Falconpaws fire returned as she spat at her brother. It went right through him which unnerved her. It was actually counterproductive, now he was even madder at her.</sub>

[fernie. (:]

[[Ohhh right! Lmao I was so confused xDD]]

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[all out JINX ♥]

_{//ish Brightclan here?}

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{ooc:// *exasperated sigh* No... Please read the announcement}

[SHADE. :D]

Wovenknot struggled to her paws, three legs flailing madly. After righting herself, she spat out blood that filled her mouth and swilled about her teeth and gums. Her tongue was bleeding, and her coat hung from her body in ragged clumps. Scraps of grey tabby fur littered the grass, the bushes; even Silentmoon's dappled fur. The MoonClan deputy sprang to her friend's side, her eyes locking onto his. She gave a quick nod of thanks to him, blue gaze filled with gratitude, before a spectral paw sailed towards her. She ducked, the misty claws missing her ear by inches. "We can't win this," she hissed into Silentmoon's ear. "It's like fighting air!"

[Dansen[Mouse]]

Brightclaw followed Brindlefur to the edge of the battle field where the medicine cats were posted. She didn't really need anything except for some cobwebs on the back of her neck, but her mind was spinning with memories of her brother and of his mate who died at her claws.

"That...that was my brother...Rougescar." She confessed. "He used to be in SerenityClan before he left. He left because of me. I...I killed his mate."

Grief, sorrow, and blood loose made her dizzy and she collapsed in a furry heap on the ground. "I didn't mean to, it was just... she took everything from me..." Brightclaw closed her eyes and passed out, mostly from the blood loose and fatigue.

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[x.Jolly.x]

<sup>Lonepaw sat up, as she saw first Amethyststar drag her away, then Augustpaw. 'Thank you, both of you... That's my mother... That's what she told me anyways...' Lonepaw saw Amethyststar take off, then saw her 'mother' creep up on Augustpaw.

The tribe cat was creeping up to Augustpaw, ready to kill. 'Come here, kittycat...' She teased the apprentice. Lonepaw called out as the tribe cat pounced. 'Augustpaw! Behind you!'</sup>

[idk my bff brindle]

Brindlefur's brow creased, and he longed to ask more questions. Why she did, what happened. "I'm sure it was in good reason" The spotted tom mumbled, but Brightclaw had already passed out.

"Can't you do anything for her?" He snapped at a passing medicine cat, and was rewarded with poppy seeds for when she woke up. He sighed and pressed in close to her, ignoring the blood now staining his white fur. He kept an eye open for Tribe Cats awful enough to take a cheap shot on cats behind the lines.


Augustpaw was padding dizzily on stout legs when he heard Lonepaw's voice behind him. His eyes widened in fright, the fat apprentice was not the bravest cat. He whirled around, baring his fangs.
"You shut up!" He yowled and Lonepaw's mother. He hated being called kittycat. Such a dregetory term. It made him queasy just thinking about it. Queasy- food.
Oh, food. He definately needed to eat. And here was some cat thinking she could stop him!
"You're the kittycat!" He said, and knowing he couldn't hit her, pretened to try to barrel through her, while actually dropping at the last second and rolling under her.

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

__ ... Heartlessfrost is clawing at Silentmoon's eyes...

[FIREH!!]

_{Gillwing gasped. He leaped at Augustpaw and pushed him out of the way. Lonepaw's mother instead landed on him. He screeched at Augustpaw and Lonepaw. Go fight! I can handle her! He turned back to the Tribe cat and flung his claws out.}

[cheshy says grace]

[[sorry, kurio, I didn't see your post, can you, like, somehow make her follow him or something please? so sorry though, there are so many posts it's hard to keep up and it's really confusing]]

Silentmoon nodded, Fighting air. Heh, yeah. The tom swiped at cat and his claws went straight through the calico tom. The other tom laughed darkly.

Halloweentail smiled and nodded slightly. Then Stone came back into the picture.

He pounced him as he pinned Falconpaw down. What's your problem? he spat angrily.

[[meh, no muse]]

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[x.Jolly.x]

^{She looked at Gillwing. 'You made a bad mistake.' Unsheathing her claws, she took off, landing on to Lonepaw. Lonepaw looked up at her mother's eyes and tried something. 'You wouldn't really kill your own kin, would you? Not any mother should have to go through this. I want you to think about this. I was told that you died giving birth to me. They lied, not wanting me to know your true past. For that, I want to know why. If you can't give me that, then...' With her mother distracted, she slipped from her grasp and ran to Augustpaw. Before she could ask, 'Are you okay?' her mother ran to her. 'You don't understand! You were never supposed to be gone! You were supposed to be with me! Don't you understand? I left you there for your own good! You would have died if you were with me. I wanted to keep you, but after Roussi was taken by them, I didn't want it to happen to you. Your father is probably cooped up inside a twoleg house. It should have been Glace, Roussi and Eau. Not Roussi in a twoleg home, me dead and you, Lonepaw, in a clan. We were supposed to be a family! A FAMILY!' She shreiked those last words, as Lonepaw stared at her in disbelief.}

[Wolf]

Spindlespider got shakily to his paws, blood trickling down the side of his head. He batted a paw at it irritably, but was shocked when no ear greeted his paw. He tilted his head, patting at his head with his paw. He realised with a jolt that he must have lost his ear when the tribe cats had attacked him. He yowled furiously, his fur fluffing up around his small body.

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

__xD No problem.

[idk my bff brindle]

Augustpaw had been staring at those sharp claws, paralyzed with fear, as Gillwing had pushed him out of the way. He watched the warrior tussle with the tribe cat.
They're fighting for me... He realized suddenly. When he had thrown Lonepaw out of the way, he had been trying to save her. But he never would have thought someone would be there to save him.
He tuned back in to hear Lonepaw's mother shriek something about being family. That floored him. He knew he didn't have any right to be in the conversation, but he couldn't help yelling.

"You just tried to kill her! Whatever your reasons were then, that was before! You don't have any right to apologize!"

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[x.Jolly.x]

<sup>Lonepaw ran to Augustpaw's side, seeking a friend. 'She- she claims to be my mother. How can it be true, Augustpaw?' Lonepaw looked at him with scared eyes.

You never understood me, you never took the time to listen...
GLACE

Glace looked at Augustpaw, then shook herself out of her memories. The bloodthirsty gleam returned to the starving eyes. 'You will learn to regret those words.' She pounced to Augustpaw, aiming for his back but landing on Lonepaw. It was like slow motion. She bit down hard on the she's neck, sending blood everywhere. Lonepaw fell to the ground without a sound. She had a flash of her life, first her kithood, then when she got her first mentor, then when her mentor died. Her new mentor. Running to the battle. Amethyststar losing a life. Finding out then getting attacked by her own mother. Saved by Augustpaw and Amethyststar. Facing Glace for the last time. The pounce, then blackness. Glace looked down, horrified. 'No...' What have I done? No, I am a tribe cat, I need to kill cats to stay in the tribe. I need to follow orders. Glace looked at Lonepaw, then took off.

ooc;; Is it okay if I have Lonepaw be visited by a Starclan cat who tells her that it is not time for her to die?

bic;; Scorchedleaf looked around to find a battle. A tribe cat shot out at him and he jumped out of the way. We can not win! He shook his head, then spotted A cat leaning over a crumpled heap of fur. Curious at what happened, he went over. It was a Serenityclanner. Brindlefur, I think... 'Are you allright? Do you need help?' He looked to the cat to see if he needed help.</sup>

[all out JINX ♥]

<sub>//sorry I read the annoucment after I posted it and I forgot to delete the post... sorry...

//Mudfur growled as a coal black tribe cat batted at her paws. Sorrowflight looked at the tribe cat attacking his sister, this cat died tonight... now he's fighting against us. Sorrowflight looked behind him to find the now dead Soulmistake tusseling with a stone gray Eclipseclan tom. He looked behind Mudfur to find Doveflight being attacked by Windstripe. His night green eyes looked towards the direction of his camp, the direction of Icefrost. A tears started to fall from Sorrowflight's eyes, we were all going to die. Mudfur looked at her brother, she saw tears of defeat fall from his eyes. She let out a moan, he couldn't have given up already. Mudfur backed up as the tribe cat came closer. She bumped into something from behind, something sticky and wet. She turned to take a quick look at the coal black body of the former Cloudclanner. Mudfur turned back to the tribe cat, her yellow-green eyes were filled with horror. This was the same cat as the dead body lying on the ground behind her. Silentraven laughed, harsh and loud. The elderly tom lunged at Mudfur but missed as she dodged away and landed on his dead body. Mudfur ran to her brothers side, licking his unwounded cheek to try and comfort him. Sorrowflight looked at his sister through tear covered night green eyes. "I don't want you to die" He shook his head and buried it into Mudfur's white chest. "I'm sorry but I'm not dying and this is no time for this kind of drama Sorrowflight!" Mudfur dodged out of the way as a black and amber tribe cat leaped over her.

Ghostnight's silver-black ears pricked up as Bloodstream called for him. He darted through the mass of cats, leaping over a big group to get to the deep orange she-cat. Ghostnight looked behind Bloodstream and saw Doveflight under the paws of Windstripe. "Let go of my sister!" Ghostnight screeched and ran full speed at the tribe cat. Doveflight looked at her brother with scared orenge-red optics. Ghostnight tried to claw at Windstripe forgetting that the tribe cats can't be touched. He stopped trying to attack Windstripe long enough to remember something. This cat was strong and the way he was holding her down would mean that if I saved her then... I would die. Ghostnight looked at Doveflight with saddness "I'm sorry... I love you Doveflight and I want you to know that once your free to run... run far from this spot. I've seen what happens once your killed by a tribe member... so whatever you do..... you have to RUN!" His last word was as loud as all the comotion of the battle. Ghostnight charged himself at Windstripe only aiming himself for Doveflight. Doveflight looked at Ghostnight with horror in her eyes "No!... NO!!" Her voice was high pitched and screechy. Ghostnight dove at Doveflight with all his might and pushed her out from under Windstripes paws. He could feel the tribe cats claws at his throat, he could feel the blood pouring out of himself. Ghostnight looked at Doveflight for one last time with love before he killed with the tribe "Don't stop believing that you are what you want to be so you can achieve the main goals in your life. Don't stop living Doveflight... don't stop living until you think it's your time to go... this is mine....." Doveflight watched as Ghostnight's silver fur turned back to black and his ice-blue eyes glazed over. Tears poured out of her orange-red pools, she nodded her head at every word Ghostnight said. Doveflight got up and ran past Bloodstream, she ran all the way to the edge of the clearing to colapse. Blood spilled out from her flank and scruff, all her limbs ached. But the thing that hurt worse was her heart.

//sad post... I think I'm going to cry</sub>

[(aurora) of the problematique]

ooc;// It's okay, Rogue. You know how snappish I can get ^^;;;

Jolly, was Glace even accepted yet? ;;

bic://

"And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me amoung Thy saints."

Darkness surged to the rims of the hollow, rumbling and prancing their warhorsen feet upon the blood-steamed grass. Rosy light trickled on their backs; shadows flickered and rent apart, forming cats of all colors and sizes but under one banner: BrightClan. One figure stood out from the rest, his glittering azure orbs carved from the orifices of the wraith's skull. Acute ears perked and then bent back as he stepped forward, a hiss curling his lips. "BrightClan, come forth!" The bellow of Ghostlystar shone through as light made an eerie corona upon his person.

"Whosoever shed last blood. By man shall his blood be shed. For immunity of god make he the man. Destroy all that which is evil. So that which is good may flourish. And I shall count thee amoung my favoured sheep. And you shall have the protection of all the angels in heaven."

"Their glory is lost. Let us regain those lost. M'Clan, forward!" Ghostlystar's roar echoed into the hollows of the Gathering's blood-stained venue. His Clan exploded into action like meteors raining from the skies. The leader sprang from his quarters and rushed to help beat the Tribe back. "Gather th'dead! Make haste m'brethren!" He was a shooting star of darkness, sprinting past all and making daring saves that no one would attempt.

"Never shall innocent blood be shed. Yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river. The three shall spread their blackened wings and be the vengeful striking hammer of God. "

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[cheshy says grace]

Mysterycurse's electric blue maddening eyes shone as he moved his black lanky body forward. He bared his teeth and growled lowly. Then he leapt into the clearing. The quick tom dodged a tribecat coming for him as he grabbed the scruff of a dead cat. He pulled, but he wasn't all that strong. Shxt!

[/color] he thought and let go. I knew I shouldn't of come. I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.[/color]

He needed help.

Miserycalling darted into battle and swerved between evil-doers and good-doers. He searched for a body to grab.

[[blegh, no misery muse DX by the, spice, Brokenheart can attack at any time]][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[SHADE. :D]

Flaxfeather's slender paws pounded the earth as he swerved into the clearing. He gasped at what he saw. Though he had clapped eyes upon the injured Spicetalon, never had he seen so many injured and dead. The young ginger tabby fluffed out his creamy striped fur in fear, green eyes wide. He could see a MoonClanner dead, a white cat leaning over his bleeding body. He could see a dappled EclipseClan tom, eyes glazed, throat bleeding, but chest still heaving up and down. As he turned, Flaxfeather spotted another smoke-coloured MoonClan tom, looking bewildered, one ear missing and scarlet liquid pouring down the side of his head. Flaxfeather blinked for a moment at the ghostly cats, the bared his sharp white teeth. He wouldn't stand for this. They wern't cowards, they were BrightClan! The tom hurtled into the battle, lashing out at one of the spectral cats. He gasped in shock as his claws sailed through the misty flank. Backing away, he slid through Mudbelly's side. Flaxfeather hissed angrily at the tom, though fear was beginning to trickle down his throat, hot as lava.

// Cue Mudbelly, please. <3

[blair]

[Whispered]song

ooc; I'm battling myself - unless of course there's a free ToN cat who feels up for Whisperedsong XD

The thin ginger she-cat peered at the battle with her light green opticals, as if studying and stratifying every move she would make based on everyone else's, or if to see there was anyone half dead and almost keeling over in battle. Everyone seems find without her the thought dawned on the warrioress, just average at fighting. No one needed her thought that wasn't just half the truth, it was pretty much reality. Whisperedsong was a no body. With no family, mate... kits, pretty much you can go ahead and say no to 'kin' as well, and you'd be right. She thought this out for a little while, her mouth slightly agape and her powder-white colored paws not even twitching in any sort of movement as she just stood there, most onlookers probably thinking she had some odd fear or fright (remembering she was not forced to come) or perhaps, was in awe of some ingenious fighting warrior, or ghost cat, or seeing a relative as others were in awe or frightened of... it was none of that, obviously. She had just, StarClan has taken pity-thank them! Realized she was not needed. This little she-cat could show those poor little ghosties all she was made out of. No one would care if she died. Probably no one would even cry, to the soon to be battling cat that was some what daunting (as it should be for any cat), yet somehow somewhat relieving-no one on earth was going to be down here worrying about her safety, elsewhere. Or crying about her in general. Although every cat without a good friend or mate would say they'd feel better off with someone, whom they know loved them down there (considering they were in StarClan, someone to be a guardian angel of!) She felt bad, yet she knew she would fight her heart out, and possibly even more. She accepted dying nobly at the moment.

The ginger warrioress stepped forward bravely, sprinting toward the battle now and joining all the other warriors from various clans, and her legs slashed madly at the ghost she was fighting, her snowy pelted chest puffing out bravely as she let out a warrior, battle call worthy of her title.

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[all out JINX ♥]

<sub>//Kuri... I posted awhile ago of Halo attacking Lavenderpaw.... just to tell ya... and otey Shade

//Mudbelly snarled as Flaxfeather went through his side. The tribe tom turned his head towards where the missing clan poured out from the forest. His deadly snarl turned into an icy laugh "You think you can beat the tribe! Well your wrong!" Mudbelly's charsh ice-blue eyes spoke death as he stared at Flaxfeather. He would kill these new cats, I wouldn't let them save anyone. A blood soked paw flashed out at Flaxfeather, his ivory colored claws no longer ivory but red. They to were soked with blood. "You'll pay for trying to help the other clans!" Mudbelly's claws flashed at Flaxfeather knowing that they would hit their target.</sub>

[Dansen[Mouse]]

Brightclaw slowly started to regain conscience as the sounds of battle and the strong reek of blood started to clear up. She saw the poppy seeds that were in front of her and she slowly lapped them up. The wound on the back of her neck reminded her of everything that had happened, but at the moment she didn't have any strength to go back out and fight. Her limps felt like water and her heart felt like it was crushed. Her brother was dead and a member of this horrid tribe. She felt like she had nothing left in the clan to live for.

She suddenly became aware of the feeling of someone pressed up next to her. She moved her head and caught sight of Brindlefur who was watching the battle closely, ready to pounce on any tribe cat who came too close to them. "Brindlefur?"

The cry of Ghostlystar was suddenly sounded and many heads turned to see the BrightClan leader and many BrightClanners pour into Jay's Hallow. Some were dragging out the dead and injured while the others started fighting the tribe, long enough to distract them and allow the Clans to retreat.

Ooc:// Need a BrightClanner to come help or tell them to head for BrightClan territory Brightclaw!

[Spice..xx]

Mousewind exploded into the clearing behind some of her Clan, hissing and spitting with green eyes glinting like fire. She longed to fight, get her claws into some flesh but they were not her orders. Looking around she spotted two cats, one protecting the other, whom she could see had a big open wound on the back of her neck. Trotting swiftly over to them the scrawny brown tabby ducked her head. "Are you guys alright? Everyone is to head as quickly as possible to BrightClan camp, our medicine cat Cloudedsky is waiting there for the injured" she said to Brightclaw and Brindlefur before moving away. She needed to find more cats to help, though she desperately wanted to fight.

Swanflight loped into the clearing with her Clan, running smoothly down the hill though her dark blue eyes were bright and her snowy white pelt was fluffed up with anger. She hissed loudly as she ran down the hill, trying to find someone she could rescue. She ran into cat, no wait, she ran through a cat. Puzzled she turned her head and saw the evil glint in the cats red eyes, saw her looking for her next victim. She turned around and faced the cat determindly, hissing loudly. "Nobody else needs killed today. Leave the Clans alone!" she snarled, not knowing that the female was indeed the long deceased Shadestar.

The honey coloured female bounded into camp after her leader, wide orbs searching already for those she needed to help. Amberpaw quickly spotted Mousewind at some cats and rushed over with a smile. "Hang on and i'll patch you up, as Mousewind said off to BrightClan where my mentor will be waiting" she said as she gently patted some cobwebs onto Brightclaws neck wound. Dipping her head she gathed up her bundle again and streaked off through the cats, stopping every once in a while to help cats and send them on their way to BrightClan.

Darkmagic pricked her ears as BrightClan appeared. "Better late than never" she snorted, rolling hazel eyes. As they streamed in and told everyone to get to BrightClans camp however, she listened up. Nearly sighing with relief she looked around for her friends. "Saintcalling? Shadowprowler?" she yelled over the caterwauling cats. As nobody replied she began to get worried. What if they were terribly injured. "Shadowprowler!" she shouted shrilly, trying not to sound scared.

Rosepaw jumped as she heard Ghostlystars caterwaul but felt her shoulders sag with relieif at the sight of many BrightClanners spilling down the slope and into the Hollow. She heard them say to go to BrightClan and she turned to her brother. "Cardinalpaw! Lets go!" she said, flicking her tail. But a sudden shadow loomed over her and she felt as though her blood would freeze. Cos it sure didnt look happy.

Clearpool let out a huge sigh of relief at the sight of BrightClan tumbling into the clearing. The pure white female turned her head to Peanutdrift, clear blue eyes looking warmly into the green friendly ones of her brown friends. "Shall we get going to BrightClan then? Get out of this mess?" she asked him quietly, still alert for approaching Tribe cats.

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Brokenheart caterwauled joyfully as the BrightClanners appeared. Leaving the now blinded Barrenclaw on the ground she bounded towards the on-coming cats, mad red eyes burning and hissing with glee. "More kitties to kill!" she said, before rounding on a tom who was hurrying around. "Careful now, you might get tired. Maybe you need a lie down!" she cackled. before jumping on the cat, clawing and biting wherever she could, in between her outburts of mad cackles.

[ooc]Ok. We need to hurry along.
1) Will some Tribe members try and maul Clearpool at some point, so Peanutdrift may die *sniffles*
2) As Heartlessfrost is busy could somebody else please almost fatally injure Rosepaw? She is on her way out but she has been cornered by a Tribe member.
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[Dansen[Mouse]]

Ooc:// I didn't really mean to use him for anything else, but I can have Rougescar attack Rosepaw.

Bic:// "Where do you think your going?" Rougescar snarled at the young apprentice, stepping in her way before she could run off. He was a full head taller and he claws begged to sink into some flesh. His muscular build was covered in black fur with tortoiseshell spots all over him and his muzzle bore many scars. "No one said you could go. This fight isn't over with yet." He launched at her, his claws trying to reach for her throat.


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Brightclaw sighed as the cobwebs were pressed against her open wound and bid a farewell to the young apprentice as Amberpaw ran off. Brightclaw then got up to her unsteady paws and almost toppled over again. Steading herself, she then turned her head to Brindlefur. "She's right. We have to get out of here before we get killed."

[(aurora) of the problematique]

<sub>ooc;// I shall do such an honor.

bic://Windstripe smiled at Doveflight and Ghostnight slightly. "Oh, how romantic," he said softly, staring down at the crimson going through his ethereal frame. He sighed softly and noticed the SerenityClan deputy. His lip curled at the sight of his former Clan. Faint memories flickered in and out of his thoughts and the fiend dove for Clearpool.

"Yes, that's a good--Clearpool, get out of the way!" Peanutdrift let out a cry, knocking Clearpool out of the way. Flashes of silver tabby fur collided with the massive tomcat, bodily picking him up and slamming him against one of the Gathering trees. Peanutdrift crumpled like a pile of leaves, head waving left to right as he tried to gain control of his consciousness. The brown, black, and white male struggled to his paws, face-to-face with a haughty green-eyed Windstripe. "You--!" His eyes rolled back as the tom felt claws sink into his throat. They were as impacting as a badger's talons. Peanutdrift rolled over, blood coursing across his stomach in a bubbling pool

"What a beautiful death...," Windstripe said quietly, licking his paw before turning around and leaping into the air. He charged after a MoonClan she-cat, Rosepaw, as he believed. "Where are you going?" he demanded, cutting her off and cornering her with Rougescar.

"Leave my sister alone!" Cardinalpaw squeaked; the little ginger puffed out his fur as he stood by his sister.

"Oh stand aside," Windstripe replied coldly, slapping the tomcat across the muzzle. A smirk curled across his lips as the MoonClanner male toppled over; he slowly turned to Rosepaw, watching Rougescar attack her.

Runningcloud's head lifted as she heard Ghostlystar. "Better late then never, you scalawag!" she roared at the black tomcat.

He smiled at the fierce medicine cat as he passed her. "Aye, I suppose ya can say that!" Ghostlystar grinned impishly as he turned, dragging the bodies of the dead off towards BrightClan territory.

Patriotcross' massive frame exploded onto the scene, heavy steps crashing onto the ground like waves in the sand. The scarred tom led his posse onto the battlefield, roaring out orders like a true-blue military commander.</sub>

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

__Sorry Rogue, Spice. I'll blind Silentmoon then kill Foxtail...

Heartlessfrost snickered as she heard the BrightClan leader's call - the cats of Black River though that was a saving grace? A bunch of battle-ready cats? All four of the other Clans had been battle ready. The Tribe would rip them apart. Suddenly, she felt Silentmoon rip away from her and run foreward stealthily. Spitting, the pale-colored spirit - if you could call something as evil as her a name as pure-sounding as spirit rushed foreward, jumping at the MoonClan tom. She scratched at his throat and eyes, hissing madly.

Lavenderpaw squirmed under the massive Tribecat's weight, moaning with pain. She scrabbled at the earth around her to no avail. Within this moment, she saw all the cats needing medical help: why wasn't she administering herbs to them? Why had she decided to fight?! Because they killed my mother! she screamed at the better side of her, still trying to throw Halo off of her.

Barrenclaw let out an ear-splitting yowl as he felt his face and eyes being scratched at. He tried to hit his attacker back, blinded by the blood oozing into his eyes... but every hit whisped through the Tribecat. A sudden blow to his eyes knocked him down. Everything hurt. He couldn't think. His whole face was on fire with the pain, and he was sure he was screaming, but somehow his jumbled mind didn't register anything. Am I going to die?

Grainpelt, like his brother, was shocked by the state of battle: there was blood everywhere, like... like when Sagepaw died. Cats were hitting the ground like the leaves in leaf-fall, everywhere he looked there was a Tribecat attacking a Clancat. It was horrible. The forest, the Clans themselves, were falling apart at the seams. He yowled a command at his group, telling them to herd out every cat that was alive. Although he was concience that his voice was working, somehow he didn't make sense of his words: but they must have helped, because BrightClanners were pouring into the clearing - dragging corpses and gently carrying wounded cats. With a sudden pulse of addrenaline he barked at a young CloudClanner to get out, whom he recognized as Otterpaw.

Slatesky nodded and swiftly grabbed the scruff of a dead body, dragging it away from the battle feild. It may have been easy in body, but something inside Slatesky seemed to be off. Misplaced. He was carrying a dead body...

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[Spice..xx]

Rosepaw trembled as the cat bore down on her, wincing as he knocked Cardinalpaw, her brave, noble brother, out of the way. As the cat slowly rounded on her she squealed in fear before she was leapt on. And the most horrible noise was made, a terrible searing, scrreching scream that seemed to freeze the air around them, a scream of fear, lost hope, anguish and most of all pain. "Help me! PLEASE!" she sobbed, before being knocked into unconciousness by the impact of Windstripes claws. The young female lay so still as the Tribe cat left her, her usually pretty light ginger frame covered in her own blood and at least three glaringly obvious open wounds riddled across her form. She looked like she had been mangled by a badger, not a mere cat.

((Firestar to the rescue!! ^^))

Clearpool gasped as she was knocked sideways, stumbling over the dust as she tried to keep her balance. She heard a sickening crack and wheeled round, letting out a starngled noise as she realised it had been Peanutdrifts noble form being slammed against the trees by Windstripe. "No!" she screamed, running towards them. But it was too late. Windstripes claws, those weapons of destruction, were already deep inside Peanutdrifts neck and she knew the tom was dead. "You evil piece of foxdung! I hope you rot in hell!" she caterwauled in fury, blue eyes blazing with fire, anger in them that had never been there before. She staggered to Peanutdrifts side, collapsing by his body. "Please Peanutdrift, no, please no. I....I love you" she said, choking out the last three words, those words so cruel because they had been said too late. She lay there for a long moment and then her eyes glazed over, stared listlessly ahead of her. He had died for her. he had saved her life. And she was going to get him out of this battleground, take him to a better place than this blood ridden hollow. And the femme picked him up, heaved him onto her shoulders and started walking, as if everything around her was invisible, all the pain and fear and death. What did it matter now? The one she loved was dead.[/blockquote]

[cheshy says grace]

Silentmoon felt a weight on his back and he collapsed to the ground. The tribe's leader, if you could call her that, was on top of him, pinning him down and clawing at his eyes and throat. He screeched and fought back until he loosened himself from the pale cat's bodice. His eyes, or at least where his eyes had been, were bleeding like a running creek. He was screaming loudly and hunched over. He vomited.

Silentmoon couldn't see anything and he wasn't very sure if he still had his eyes. He couldn't even remember where he was. The pain was deafening.

Otterpaw crouched next to her mate and hastily licked at the bleeding. She tried desperately to clean it up and didn't even dare look at his eyes. It was too horiffic, frightening, and heart-breaking. She weeped heavily as she rasped at his sockets. Oh, Barrenclaw, she sobbed. What did she d-do to you?

Miserycalling felt claws in his side and turned to face Brokenheart. Holy sxit! he yowled in surprise and was toppled to the ground. He tried to fight back, claws and teeth tore at his fur and ripped though his skin. He bled practically everywhere. Then she hit the spot.

Miserycalling gasped for breath but couldn't grab it. His eyes were wide with pain and defiance to die. He struggled but didn't make it. His breath disappared from him and he lay still.

A shadowy, paler, ghostly version of the just dead tom appeared a few fox lengths away. His eyes were still that auburn colour but were slowly growing a dark red. He looked around, confused, until, finally, they were fully the scarlet colour of blood. A malicious grin played across his face like a spider. He jumped into the fleeing fray, searching for a cat to maul.

Ghost Miserycalling jumped at a thin ginger femme as she finished her battle cry. This would be fun.

((rawr! Fear the almightiness of ebil tribe cat Miserycalling! He attacked Whisperedsong by the way))

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

Gracewhisper's eyes were wide as she sprinted int the the clearing, nearly skidding into a cat that was running into the bushes with a tribe cat right behind it. She looked around, trying to find someone to help, her eyes scanned the clearing, not paying much attention to the area around herself, but around others. Her ears were plastered agianst her skull, trying to block out all the sounds and concentrate on her eyes.