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Post by Honeystorm on Jan 10, 2019 15:30:17 GMT -5
SUNCLAN Foxstar shrugged at that. Fair enough, though the SunClan cat truly had been hoping for someone just a bit more impressive. It should probably have surprised her more that Glowstar knew the Regime cat, but really, nothing with her friend really surprised her anymore, this was just one more thing proving how small the world was.
Mountainsound paused at the sound of Thane's voice, freezing and about ready to turn and defend her clanmate when Dealfinder intervened. It was probably for the best, for a non-SunClan cat to call out the tom's actions anyway, and after a moment's hesitation, the Senator slipped away unnoticed, headed for SunClan's camp to warn Littlebird.
WINTERCLAN Surprisingly, Dealfinder was the one to break away and trot up to Thane while he was distracted with SunClan cat, his claws hooking against those that had just been dragging across her throat and pinning them to the ground, forest green eyes that were identical to Deal's piercing the bengal's with a startlingly cold stare. "Stop. This fight is over, so leave her alone." He'd seen the two disengage, and of course, he'd been their clanmate for moons. All that didn't matter, only preventing more bloodshed. "If you're going to attack, you're going through me, and I don't think you want to fight the ones trying to rescue you."
SunClan Jetclaw let out an angry screech, "You want a fight?! Ill shred you!" She cried paws smacking at his face she didnt unsheathe her claws just pummeled his muzzle with blows hissing and spitting into his face.
"Get away from my sister!" Skipstep shouted eyes wide and ears flattened tail bushing out as he snarled after Thane. Forget Foxstar's order he wasnt going to let the jerk hurt his sister. He bolted after Thane jumping onto him from behind inadvertently pushing him down onto Jetclaw. His sister giving a cry but Skipstep wasnt going to let him hurt her. He grabbed onto Thanes scruff and yanked for all he was worth trying to wrench him off her.
DayClan Illuminatedpaw's expression fell his ears lowering, "But..." he said quietly.
Post by Honeystorm on Jan 10, 2019 15:48:27 GMT -5
WINTERCLAN Dealfinder sighed, giving the cats around him a helpless look. He'd tried. Not his fault if they wouldn't accept his help. Letting go of the SpringClan tom, the black and white cat's claws gripped Skipstep, dragging him away from Thane. "You're all idiots, you know that?" The WinterClan tom chastised, looking especially irritated. "Can't even let things quiet down for five minutes before you're causing trouble again." He really hoped someone from his own clan or the Regime would be smart enough to break up this fight, instead of leaving him alone in the middle of three cats who apparently didn't understand what it meant to keep their paws to themselves.
SunClan Jetclaw squirmed out from under Thane in all the confusion. Her dumb brother not seeing Dealfinder moving to intervene and bundling into both her and the larger bengal.
She didnt care she had a different objective, let the cats in the prison camp sort themselves out as she hared off in the direction of SunClan her fresh scratches stinging.
Skipstep rounded on Dealfinder then he saw his sister pelt away freed in the confusion. Which made him relax marginally.
He huffed before glowering at Thane, teeth gritted together ears flattened still angry. But he drew back from the larger bengal. Angry that the other tom had gone for Jetclaw when her back had been turned and more concerned for Littlebird than the SpringClan and DayClan cats in the clearing. But he kept his claws to himself though he didnt give the much larger cat his back.
A mixture of both surprise and sadness flashed in the Superior's honey eyes for just a fraction of a second, before she quickly snapped her head around to face Glowstar with a sharp hiss. "Don't ever call me by that name. I am Gardenia, and you'd be wise to be more respectful when we're trying to rescue you." How had the Dayclan leader recognized her so quickly? She didn't look much like either of her parents, and the last time the two had seen each other Gardenia was just a kit. Maybe a few weeks old at most. If the leader's memory was that undeniably sharp, then the older members of the Regime were probably right to be so cautious of her.
She shook her head with an indignant snort, turning her attention back to Foxstar. This wasn't the time to deal with that. The mission came first and foremost. "Now Foxstar, will you let them go or not? I won't ask again."
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Post by uniqcrim on Jan 10, 2019 17:33:36 GMT -5
DAYCLAN Flyingcolors' ears perked at the name of the sister she never truly got to know. "Sister?" Her words were just loud enough to hear as she was surprised that the rough and heavily scarred Mercenary Superior of Renegade Regime was her sister. Her eyes hovered over Gardenia with surprise but also a desire to approach her but now was not the time. She knew their paths would cross again.
Lupusmoon scowled at Luna before turning his attention back to the group of cats surrounding Foxstar.
SUNCLAN Lochflare stepped over beside Luna as he heard her words. He saw how she had fought on Sunclan's side and, in a way, said her goodbye to her life in Dayclan. Since the day of the execution when she came to his aid he had been very grateful to her and knew she would likely need his support at the end of today as well.
DayClan Illuminatedpaw opened and closed his mouth. Eyes showing how hurt he was. Her new friends meant she was okay with what they'd done to DayClan and SpringClan? "But why cant you come back with us, surely if they were your friebds theyd let you come back home." He said insistently. But he could see she'd likely made up her mind and his ears drooped. "But you know what your new friends did to us." He said softly. "How can you be okay with your new friends hurting your old friends?" He glanced back at one of his hindpaws. Hed gotten dragged back and hurt for trying to escape last time. They couldve almost crippled him, and Luna was okay with them?
Nightclan Larkwing nodded to his leader, accepting that she would rather talk about this privately and not in the middle of a mission. He was just grateful that Foxstar hadnt taken all of her lives. He still needed her. The clan still needed her.
Dayclan Windchaser was close enough to hear Illuminatedpaw and Luna talking. Jealousy swarmed up inside as she over heard them. Luna may have been one of her clanmates before but shes a traitor now. Shes choosing to live with fox hearts. On top of that, it seemed as if Illuminatedpaw was /really/ going to miss Luna. What if she were to leave the clan? Would her best friend miss her as much as that? She shook her head. There were more important things at paw.
Post by Primordialhaze on Jan 10, 2019 22:23:08 GMT -5
WINTERCLAN (Being an adult sucks... you work all day and then get online and everything has moved too far forward to get back involved xD)
Leatherstar had thrown a few claws. but for the most part had kept to the outskirts of the conflict and fray. He scanned the small camp. Taking in the makeshift dens and the cats scattering about.
Crimsonrose glanced back relieved to see that Leatherstar hadn't snuck off to SunClan camp to try and get to Littlebird. "Lost track of you for a second there, were you fighting?" She asked glancing at his paws. "And you told me no bloodshed." She said with a huff.
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Post by Primordialhaze on Jan 10, 2019 23:02:34 GMT -5
WINTERCLAN
"Bloodshed for you is ripping throats Crimson. You know better." even among the noise and chaos he was able to crack a grin. "Im scoping that all. I could honestly care less if DayClan or SpringClan see freedom. This was a perfect opportunity to do some recon. SunClan will be broken and unsteady for a time when their prisoners finally escape. We will make our actual move when that comes to pass."
"Darn it, if we'd come earlier, I might've had some fun." Crimsonrose mused glancing towards Burningstar. "See all that blood the NightClan leader's got there on her front. I think someone got her throat torn out. My bet was it was Foxstar. And we missed it."
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Post by racer on Jan 11, 2019 19:23:13 GMT -5
SUNCLAN While chaos was happening at the prisoner's camp, Littlebird remained behind at SunClan's main camp. Word had reached them of the fighting, although the details were rather muddled. The reports of NightClan joining in, and some had even mentioned WinterClan making an appearance. In her weakened state there was not much point in her leaving to join the fray, instead she began organizing the camp. She had gathered the queens, kits, elders, and those unable to fight into the nursery. It would make them easier to guard. Luckily there was only one way to enter into their camp, a series of tunnels that lead to dead ends and drop offs. Only one lead into the camp, so those he had remained behind waited there. Ready to face those that might enter. She waited with the warriors, not the type to ask her warriors to fight in a battle that she would not. She had tucked away her two new borns away with the other kits, surrounded by the other queens who would fight to defend the contents of the nursery.
Post by ♪♫▬○♥• valiance •♥○▬♫♪ on Jan 11, 2019 21:00:48 GMT -5
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The green eyes of the Scout Superior caught everything. His tall ears flicked at the mention of Gardenia's alias, something of which he'd never heard before. Shocking. He'd known Gardenia since she was a kit. Was Glowstar suggesting that she wasn't born of Regiment blood? How could this have gotten past him? ... I guess I've never really cared about tykes. His internal monologue began to pester him, and he was irritated. Gardenia's reaction didn't help her. Had she played the fool, he might have passed Glowstar off as delusional, but it seemed that she had been angered by the truth. He would think more on this later. For now, they had to focus on their objective: rescuing DayClan and SpringClan.
Limavady stepped boldly forward, out of line. "Enough! There is no question. We are taking DayClan and SpringClan with us, it is what we came to do." The heads that turned would see his pelt, an array of brown with black stripes, stand on edge. His diamond-shaped head was tilted slightly up, with a crinkle to his pink nose. "The Regiment will fight if necessary. You will pick your battles wisely or die trying to stop us, Foxstar." He sneered her name. To him, she was pathetic. His impression of her was Chaotic Crybaby. Yeah, he'd heard of her. Sure, he saw the blood on Burningstar's chest. No, he wasn't keen on beating anyone in a fight, but it wasn't like he couldn't hold his own ground. He would not allow Renegade Regime to seem weak spirited or inapt to do what they had promised. After analyzing the scenario and smelling all the blood, he was riled enough to threaten her with his own claws. He had hoped it wouldn't come to that, but he would rather put his life on the line than disappoint his Commander.
Mercenary Lakota and Mercenary Leviathan bristled at the intensity of his words. Their brother meant business, and so they played their part. They growled lowly and intimidatingly, and their claws extended prematurely for battle. Siren, the white she-cat, hissed.
The question was just a whisper in the she-cat's ear, but Gardenia heard it nevertheless. She froze for not even a moment, but to her, it felt like an eternity. The first thing that crossed her mind was whether she had simply imagined it...but then she glanced out of the very corner of her vision towards where she heard the sound. She saw Flyingcolors staring straight at her, dual-hued eyes wide in shock. And hope.
Limavady's outburst snapped her out of it. Time began moving again, and although it was usually frustrating when the tom tried to take control of a situation from her, she was grateful that he had put everyone's focus on him, rather than herself. He also had a point; the time for diplomacy was long over when Foxstar attempted to change the subject. She had a feeling that the Sunclan leader was going to give up anyway, but that didn't stop her from nodding in agreement and unsheathing her own ivory-colored claws and letting them dig deep into the soil.
Post by ComplacentDevil on Jan 11, 2019 23:09:52 GMT -5
WINTERCLAN
The Jarl followed close after his Chieftain, however he had managed to keep his whitening paws neat and pristine, as if dipped in bleach. He hated fights, specifically the getting dirty part. He nodded at Crimsonrose as she addressed the tom before him, even though she was crass she was one of the best fighters they had in winterclan, even he couldn't deny it.
Crimsonrose's ear twitched and she turned towards Sweetpine, "And not a fur out of place on you, how do you do it? Blessings from the god's for perfect fur at all times?" She noted, her tail swished behind her. She glanced towards the ongoings but then turned back to Sweetpine "Normally, I'd be all interested and ready to leap into battle but it's plain to see the fight's already happened... and I missed out. Because someone wants to keep me from ripping out throats." She gave a narrowed eye look at Leatherstar. Clearly still displeased at being told specifically to cull her desire for battle and blood. "When the NightClan Leader's throat is plainly ripped. And not by me. Why am I being singled out for being a throat ripper? I'm also a fur ripper, a belly slicer, there's more than one ways to go about dealing death Leatherstar, and you know I'm creative."
SpringClan
Inksplash edged closer to her mother, Softpelt who had a tail wrapped around Vixenpaw. She was a bit weirded out by the WinterClan she cat talking so calmly about murder. She recalled seeing her and Thane interact... Had they both been from the league? It'd make sense.
SunClan
Jetclaw darted into SunClan's camp. "Littlebird!" She called almost crashing into the she cat in her haste to find her. The tan and black she cat skidded to a halt before she did so. "Are you okay? Has there been any cats who've come here?" She asked quickly, some blood dripping from some of the scratches she'd gotten from Thane.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jan 12, 2019 7:58:34 GMT -5
SUNCLAN "I'm fine Jetclaw, but your not" she exclaimed quickly looking over JetClaw, trying to assess her well being in an instant. She had some wounds, but nothing that was life threatening in this moment. She touched her nose to her forehead, glad to see that she was ok. "No one has been here, but I have everyone prepared just in case. What is going on out there? Is Skipstep alright?" her eyes shimmered, but if something had happened to Skipstep, surely Jetclaw would have said something already. "What is going on out there? We have got a few reports, but it is not making sense. Some say DayClan is attempting to escape, others say the renegade regime has invaded, and others have said that NightClan and WinterClan have showed up in force" It was a jumbled mess of reports that were difficult to make sense of. So far they hadn't seen anything here at SunClan's camp, but the warriors and apprentices that remained behind stood ready to guard the narrow entrance into their camp from any invaders.
