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"We need as many cobwebs as we can get. After this battle, there will be many open wounds that will need to be dressed with cobwebs to stop the bleeding" she explained, reaching into a crevice and pulling out a decent bundle of cobweb. "We will need marigold later. It will stop the infections but not right now. We need to focus on getting the wounded cleaned up and stop the bleeding first." She grabbed a pawful of cobweb and slipped out of the den, scanning the clearing for any of her wounded warriors. She then turned to her apprentice, "one thing you need to learn is that if there is a cat bleeding out, we help them. Even if they are from the enemy clan. Its what Medicine Cats do. We will always be loyal to our clan but we do not let cats die if we can help save them "
( mfw i realise i only dreamed that i replied to this )
Lilywhisper yowled as Frozenfire's claws sunk into her flesh, unable to suppress a scream of pain. "Peachstar! Do something!" she called out, feeling a growing numbness in her extremities. Was it just shock, or were the edges of her vision beginning to fade...?
Peachstar hissed as the NightClan leader's claws raked down his back, though his blood ran cold as he heard the all too familiar scream outside of the camp. Lilywhisper...wasn't she sent out on a solo guarding shift? "What have you done to her?" he growled, throwing Burningstar off him in an uncharacteristic display of rage.
Lemonburst huffed as Fawnheart squeezed into the medicine den, thankful that the she-cat was now at least a little safer. "Where were we?" he growled, leaping at Voltfox with his claws outstretched. He didn't have a lot faith in his brother to prolong the fight much longer - he suspected that SpringClan would surrender as soon as he'd heard Lilywhisper's scream from outside, but apparently Peachstar had a little more faith in the Clan he led to defend themselves.[/div]
Burningstar grunted as Peachstar flung her off the ginger she cat landing a bit hard, but she recovered quickly. "My warriors were urged to not cause unnecessary harm... but in the heat of battle..." She trailed off. She cast her gaze quickly around the battlefield. She could not see the cat screaming, but she did recall Frozenfire and Fernshadow had been pinning the guard...
She shook herself. She had to do this. She'd have to accept SpringClan's hatred. She had to accept that she had to do wrong. So snarling she leapt at Peachstar once more swiping at his cheek with unsheathed claws aiming to force him to focus on her.
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Frozenfire laughed and dug her claws in deeper, "That's what you get!" She said lowering her head and biting down on the she cat's neck claws digging and tearing with abandon. So much rage. So much frustration. Shiverstar failing to recognize her. Burningstar becoming the leader. The outsiders causing problems. All of her rage. And this cat... was a perfect way to get some of that rage out. So she continued to maul the she cat under her, a substitute for the cats she wanted to thrash.
Peachstar hissed as Burningstar's claws scratched at his cheek, momentarily too stunned by the sound of his Clanmates in peril to do anything but try and defend himself. Lilywhisper had been a warrior he'd grown up alongside, someone who had supported him when he'd first become deputy. To have her be the first SpringClan casualty in his leadership...It was unthinkable, and Peachstar began to hate himself just a little more for what he was about to do.
"Unnecessary harm...?" he echoed, gaze cast downwards as the blood from his cheek slowly dripped onto the camp floor. "...You won't have to worry about causing any more of that. I...We'll surrender."
A single tear rolled down Lilywhisper's cheek, although at that point, it may as well have been blood. She looked into Frozenfire's eyes with her last bit of strength, trying desperately to whisper out a plea for help; the only sound that came out was a slight gurgle, the dying she-cat's throat having been ripped to shreds by the other warrior. Her eyes glazed over and her body went limp, the attack on her continuing even in her final moments.
Frozenfire didn't stop tearing at the she cat, until she began to tire. She pulled back and looked down at Lilywhisper... Blood pooled under the she cat, there were severe gashes by her throat and shoulders. She looked more like she'd been mauled by a fox, than killed by a warrior.
Frozenfire looked down at her for a long moment panting. Her fur stained with blood from the brutal murder she'd inflicted. Looking at her victim and at herself she stiffened.
She'd prided herself on her strength. She prided herself on being great. And her hatred and rage with Burningstar, Shiverstar, NightClan had led to her losing control.
Snarling she kicked Lilywhisper's body away turning away to shake herself, trying to wash some of the blood off. but there was so much.
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Burningstar stepped back when Peachstar said he'd surrender. "Good," She nodded. "NightClan!" She called raising her voice. "And SpringClan, Peachstar has surrendered. All fighting will cease immediately!" She yowled. "From this moment forwards, SpringClan you are under the control of the Alliance, the allied forces of NightClan, BrookClan and SunClan. Come tomorrow, cats from SunClan and BrookClan will come to guide you to SunClan's territory where you will stay as prisoners. Any efforts to resist this will be met with whatever means neccessary for us to restore order." She said pacing around the clearing.
Lightstep growled at a NightClan cat preparing to attack once more, before freezing at Burningstar's yowl. She froze and looked towards Peachstar ears lowered. "You didn't really?" She asked with wide eyes.
Inksplash had been struggling with a gray she cat and she had been getting the worst of it. Upon Burningstar's yowl, the gray she cat waited a moment, before she let Inksplash up. Inksplash grunted and pushed herself back to her paws. Eyes wide as she looked at the NightClan cats and then her eyes fell upon a shape entering the clearing covered in blood.
Burningstar's eyes narrowed when she saw Frozenfire covered in blood. Undoubtedly from the unfortunate cat that had been slain.
She beckoned Larkwing to her immediately the closest warrior to her as she couldn't see where Voltfox had gone, "Larkwing gather a few other cats and make sure all of SpringClan is aware and accepts the fact that they are under our control now." Once she said that she turned to Frozenfire, "Frozenfire, where is the cat who has fallen?" She demanded going to the blood covered she cat.
Frozenfire narrowed her eyes but jerked her head to the entrance. "Near the post where we ambushed her." Frozenfire said.
"She will need to be mourned." Burningstar meowed grimly. She had hoped to do this without any unneccessary casualties. "PEachstar... Do you wish to fetch her so your clan may sit vigil? Or shall I?" She asked. She would've gone and got her herself but she figured the SpringClan cats might want their own leader to bring the fallen warrior to be mourned.
