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(This takes place after WinterClan's raid on NightClan, after they've stolen more cats from them Burningstar can let this stand no longer. She leads most of her clan into a march against WinterClan, with one simple purpose, distract the majority of the clan and force them all to engage NightClan while a small patrol goes and rescues the prisoners, rallying all prisoners to escape tonight. Burningstar intends to take advantage of the night and has even instructed some of her warriors to go to their borders and making them smell as though they've brought their fellow Pride allies, SunClan and DayClan to this fight. All in an effort to trick WinterClan into thinking the Pride has come to take them over.)
NightClan Burningstar carefully led the battle party she'd brought into WinterClan. After WinterClan had gone so far to raid NightClan and steal their herbs and even some more of their cats. Burningstar could accept this no longer. She had brought every battle ready cat NightClan had for one express purpose. To rescue their imprisoned clanmates.
Her cats had fanned out starting in groups all around WinterClan's border and moving in a march towards the center seeking out WinterClan's camp. Every one of them taking advantage of the moonless night above them.
As Burningstar drew nearer and nearer to the camp the scents of WinterClan grew stronger and stronger. She knew she was nearing the heart and she gritted her teeth amber eyes flashing. Tonight they would reclaim their stolen clanmates and remind WinterClan they shouldn't disregard the night.
She'd already told her cats they were pretending as if this was a battle party from the pride, she'd sent out several warriors to go out and get the scents of their fellow members of the pride. As the two times WinterClan and NightClan had fought had been in the dark of the night, there was a high likelihood of the illusion holding.
Her fellow pride members, Glowstar especially had asked if she wanted help, though she could she an unwillingness to do so on the DayClan's leader face, and Kerrigan and Foxstar seemed uninterested in WinterClan for taking over as they had MoonClan at the moment.
But this was NightClan's fight. This was NightClan's wrong to right. These were NightClan's cats to save. And though she'd take the illusion, NightClan would win this battle.
Burningstar's eyes lit up when she saw the what looked to be the entrance. She was definitely at the heart.
She could see guards beginning to shift to look towards her mouths open to call out. But before they could say anything Burningstar launched forwards raising her voice to be heard across the mountain. "RED LIONESS PRIDE WE CONQUER!" She yowled into the night air, and with a screech she plunged forwards crashing through the tunnel, shouldering her way through, leading her cats in.
On the opposite side Soaringbird, who had opted to come and assist with the effort pelt covered in the scent of DayClan answered. "TO CONQUEST! AND VICTORY!" She yowled before she led the cats around her forwards.
Frozenfire laughed as she climbed onto the prison guard den and after locating the entrances began to try and plug them up to slow the prison guards exit, Fernshadow helping her.
Squirrelleap zipped into the outer ring keeping to the shadows as other NightClan cats raised a ruckus, drawing attention from their sneaking clanmates darting deeper and deeper into the heart. The goal was to make it seem like their goal was to seize their inner ring.
"No WinterClan cat shall sleep easy tonight!" Burningstar yowled as she advanced into the middle ring of WinterClan. "It is time for you to see what you have wrought!" Even though it was unlikely they'd see much with how dark it was without the moon, the shadows stretched far and wide. For WinterClan the shadows would not be kind to them on this dark night.
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Smallspiral lifted her head at the sound of the screeches and yowls. Immediately she got to her paws, "Thistlebriar! Rookfire! Wildpaw wake up!" She hissed to them.
Thistlebriar groaned, lifting his head weakly. "What?" He whined. "It's cold and dark, and-" He paused as his ears pricked listening to the screeches and shouting.
"NightClan is here!" Smallspiral breathed excitedly. "They're here to save us!"
"I mean... they're saying a lot about conquering and conquest though," Thistlebriar muttered as he listened.
"So! It still means we're saved either way. We should get out of here and help them." Smallspiral immediately went to the prison walls and began inspecting them.
Wildpaw's blue eyes flashed in the dim light as he lifted his head. The newest members of his clan in the prison had told him that Burningstar was leader now instead of his mother, and with that news he had begun to lose hope rescue was coming. He had started to prepare to fight his way out of here, to take the path WinterClan left them, then escape and live on his own... but he had never found the strength to do it. Rescue now seemed a suspicious hope.
But the young apprentice stifled his doubts in front of his kin. His voice hardened and he smiled bravely for his companions. "Cheer up, Thistlebriar! Now you'll finally get to test your claws against those prison guards."
NIGHTCLAN With a deep yowl, Allencatch followed his leader and Clanmates closer to the center of WinterClan's camp. A twinge of nervousness crept up through his chest, but he felt the anger boil over. He knew NightClan cats were trapped here against their will.
WINTERCLAN Arizonaraspberry was having a pleasant dream when she heard yowling outside of the camp. Dirt began to fall from the ceiling as if there were cats on top. Rustling came from the prison guard den entrance and suddenly the light of the moon was shut off. Someone was trying to trap the prison guards! She bolted from her nest and started to dig herself out, and luckily only a thin layer had been laid. She burst through the dirt and scented NightClan cats. She turned her crisp yellow eyes towards to the two she-cats in front of her. She could tell they were NightClan cats, they reeked like it. A yowl erupted from her throat as she launched herself at them both, landing claws in only one, she didn't care which. "What did you think you were going to do? Bury me alive!?"
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Post by Primordialhaze on Feb 3, 2019 15:12:53 GMT -5
WINTERCLAN
Leatherstar emerged from his den. A dark angry look across his face as he confronted Burningstar and her patrol within the inner circle. He placed himself between them and the nursery next to his den. "How dare you Burningstar! Have you not learned your lesson?" He growled to the other leader.
Hearthfire and Marshpaw stood at their posts over the prison den their backs arched and fur standing on end.
NIGHTCLAN
Bruniaberry was itching to take this patrol to the next level. She turned her attention to a yowling Arazonaraspberry and met her with open claws. "Would have been better for the whole clan if you were!" she replied.
WINTERCLAN Arizonaraspberry was a large she-cat; much larger than all three cats in front of her. However, she was no match for three adult cats. She looked around desperately for another cat from her Clan to jump to, perhaps ask for help; however everyone was in their own personal quarrels. She turned back and ran out of the inner rings of the camp in an attempt to save her life.
Post by ComplacentDevil on Feb 3, 2019 22:49:10 GMT -5
Winterclan
Upon hearing the Chieftain yowl, proceeded by the constant noise of before, the Jarl roused, moving quickly to where the other tom was. Sweetpine stood by Leatherstars side, his dark pelt bristling as he realized what was going on, the sleep shaking itself out of his head. He looked between the two leaders, wondering what was going to happen next as he spied Arizonaraspberry hurtling around camp, his mind too sluggish to really think much about it though.
Primordialhaze "How dare I?!" Burningstar repeated voice betraying how disgusted and appalled she was. She took a step forwards amber eyes blazing. "You have no right to talk Leatherstar, only a few sundowns ago you had your cats attack our camp, steal cats, steal herbs, not to mention you've been holding NightClan cats for moons and moons. No. It is you who will learn a lesson tonight Leatherstar. You will learn to never set paw in our territory. You had every chance to let our cats go, you didn't have to raid NightClan and yet you did. Tonight is on your head." She spat, "Tear their camp apart. Every last one of them shall taste NightClan's claws!" She roared to her cats before she launched herself at Leatherstar.
"Oh no you don't!" Frozenfire laughed chasing after Arizonaraspberry cackling. "What's wrong?! Don't like when you get some payback?!" She said aiming bites and swipes at the fleeing cats back legs and tail. "Fernshadow, Bruniaberry go find some more to have fun with!" She called to her niece and Bruniaberry.
Squirrelleap when Burningstar launched at Leatherstar erupted from the shadows heading for Sweetpine snarling as he landed on the Jarl's back trying to pin him down in one smooth movement.
Beetlepaw quickly darted over to Allencatch. "Allencatch!" He hissed prodding him quickly before going up close to his mentor's ear standing on his tip toes to be heard. "I think I found where they have the prisoners!" He whispered.
Though Wildpaw was clearly putting on a brave face, Thistlebriar did perk up. The sounds of screeches and yowling and the sounds of battle were still audible above them.
"Well then we need to try and get out of here!" Smallspiral said, bunching her legs and leaping onto the wall her claws scraping a moment before she slid back down. "Foxdung." She muttered before she began to move quickly along the wall seeking the way out. Spotting some pawholds. "I think this is the way out! Come on let's get out of here! The sooner we're out the sooner we can help our clanmates!"
Crimsonrose only spared a moment to ensure Mysterykit was secure with Leatherstar protecting the nursery. Before the massive ginger she cat let out a howl. Amber eyes gleaming with excitement before she launched herself at Larkwing, aiming a swipe at his head. "Back for more NightClan kitty?" She asked with a laugh. "Didn't have enough the first time?"
Frozenwaters darted out from the warriors den struggling to discern in the darkness of the moonless night of the new moon, who exactly was friend or foe. But all the scents were mixing and it seemed like there were cats everywhere.
NIGHTCLAN Jetclaw Allencatch nearly stopped in his tracks as he heard his apprentice's word. "Where?" he asked frantically, slowing his stride for Beetlepaw to catch up.
WINTERCLAN @primordialhaze Arizonaraspberry ran as fast as she could, feeling the breath of her opponents on her heels. "Hearthfire!" she yeowled as she grew closer to the tom. "Please help!" she swerved in her path to steer the cats away from the tom and small apprentice. If they attacked them, she would feel the regret for the rest of her life. When she was a few feet away, she stopped, skidding across the wet earth. The red she-cat turned and lunged herself at her attacker, sinking her claws and teeth into warm flesh.
NightClan Beetlepaw caught up and stretched his head up to better whisper into Allencatch's ear. "They're in a pit outside." He whispered. "I heard voices and I looked down and saw them. I didn't see any Winterclan cats by them when i looked but I didn't want to risk being seen.. so I came to get you."
Frozenfire was waiting for her bending her head so Arizonaraspberry's teeth wound up imbedded in Frozenfire's shoulder. Then with a chuckle Frozenfire shoved forwards aiming to unbalance Arizonaraspberry and force her to the ground on her back. The claws on her forepaw connected to the shoulder Arizonaraspberry was biting began to dig into whatever part of Arizonaberry's under belly and neck area she could reach as the she cat bit her shoulder.
He followed after Smallspiral, head tipped back to examine the pawholds before he started to scramble after her. Though his muscles had atrophied in the prison, it meant he was lighter, and could climb after her with little fear that his weight would be enough to break the pawholds she had found. His tail lashed and he carefully chose not to look down as he followed the other warriors.
Smallspiral reached the top, scrambling to her paws on the outside and let out a sigh. Finally! Thank Starclan they were finally out. She turned back to help Wildpaw out, her brother Thistlebriar having followed after the apprentice.
Bleakwind spotted movement and headed towards it, coming to a halt when he saw the weakened and thin shapes. The smell was hard to recognize at first... but as he drew closer he'd recognize the scent of his brother anywhere. "Wildpaw?" He breathed, as if not daring to let himself hope.
NIGHTCLAN Allencatch smiled at his apprentice. "I am very proud of you. Let's go scope it out and see if we can release them!" He slithered across the edge of the camp. "Show me where the pit is."
WINTERCLAN She yowled as she felt a sudden pain through her stomach and the wind was knocked out of her as she hit the ground. Pain still shot through her entire body as the NightClan cat kept attacking Arizonaraspberry's entire underbelly. After running her attacker nearly all over the camp, she didn't have much stamina left. With the last of her energy, she pushed herself forward and with frantic movements, slashed at whatever she could hit. "You're not going to win this." With a terrible screech the red she-cat made a final push towards her opponent - knocking her back just as she did to her. "You will fail. Winter's claws grip the hardest at night." she chomped hard on one of the NightClan cat's hind paws. Once she tasted blood she let go. She did not want to maim anyone; however, NightClan would know never to mess with WinterClan. She jumped back before she could regain her composure and skittered off towards Hearthfire and the apprentice.
NightClan Beetlepaw nodded to his mentor and led him back out of the rings hurrying over to the pit, spotting Bleakwind already there along with a very thin and weak looking she cat and a cat who looked roughly Bleakwind's age. But still, best to err on the side of caution. Beetlepaw turned to his mentor as they neared. "Are those NightClan cats?" He asked.
Frozenfire let out a laugh when the she cat spoke, hissing a bit at the bite before she got up keeping the bit paw off the ground for a moment before she shook her head. "Winter fades with the seasons, Night is constant, regardless of the season. We are inescapable, and you incurred our wrath." She said barring her teeth as she let the she cat run back towards her clanmates.
Then keeping her hindpaw off the ground she moved to go back to where Fernshadow and Bruniaberry were attacking and trapping prison guards in their den.
He hauled himself to safety, with Smallspiral's help, then raised his muzzle and tasted the fresh air sweeping in on the wind. For a moment, he could forget the battle raging around them; the sweetness of freedom bathed him and he thought nothing had ever felt so wonderful. Then, at the sound of his name, his blue eyes opened and he looked up into a familiar - yet much bigger, stronger, older - shape. "Bleakpaw! You came." Purring, Wildpaw stepped forward and butted his brother's side affectionately. "You look great."
WinterClan Prisoners Bleakwind wanted to cry, finally. Thank StarClan, finally he had his brother back. He nudged his brother. "And you're alive!" He said breathlessly. "I'm so glad to see you! And uh, it's Bleakwind now. Got my warrior name a moon ago. But you'll get yours soon once you can resume training! Well, after we get you back home and recovered." He said immediately. He looked at all the prisoners. "We're here to get you all out. How many others are with you?" He asked.
"Rookfire and a few other prisoners," Smallspiral said immediately. "It's really just been us and Rookfire from NightClan, the rest... well either ran off or... I don't know what happened to them." She admitted ears lowering.
NIGHTCLAN Allencatch nodded. He recognized the stale scent of NightClan and heard them speaking of it. "Let's go." he padded closer to the group. "We need to get whoever is ready to run out of here. We can look for the others when you all are safe."
Firestorm slipped over to where Allencatch and Beetlepaw were gathered, hoping to catch sight of one cat in particular, Thistlebriar. He'd been her apprentice and had disappeared not long after receiving his warrior name, she hoped he was alive.
"Bleakwind!" he exclaimed in admiration. "I like it. It has such a ring to it." His ear twitched back at Allencatch's words and glanced around, taking notice of Beetlepaw and Firestorm. "I'd love to catch up with you later, but he's right. I'm not in the best shape for helping the fight, but that won't stop me. You'll just have to come to my rescue again." Wildpaw grinned at his brother. As much as it was a relief to be free, there was a part of him that was thrilled just by the prospect of joining in on the fight and seeing just how much he had learned.
