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Post by sammasaurus on Apr 23, 2010 17:22:59 GMT -8
A slender black tom stood, well-hidden in the shadows laid by the surrounding stones. Green eyes were left dull in the shadow, but his sharp fangs glinted in the slight moonlight. His fighters stood silently behind him, crowded up against a dark rock. They barely breathed, trying not to alert anyone to their presence. All of SkyClan seemed asleep, but the Tribe didn't want to risk their chance at bloodshed.
The long black tom, Python, stepped a paw into the light, then pushed his head forward. His emerald eyes suddenly lit fire as they looked about the clearing. Python licked his paw, anticipating the wash of blood that was sure to run over them. He almost couldn't help but shiver in excitement, but he walked calmly ahead. He sniffed a little, sure to make no sound, and recognized the disgusting stench of SkyClan. Python grit his teeth. Yes. They would make SkyClan rain...They would make SkyClan downpour and drench the tribe in blood.
The leader made a low hiss to the cats around him, signaling for them to follow. As the group reached the middle of the clearing, he yowled, signaling them all to do what they wanted with the SkyClan cats. Let it rain blood...
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Post by Ivyheart on Apr 24, 2010 0:16:12 GMT -8
Bluepaw sat asleep in the apprentices den, or at least that was what it would look like. The truth of the matter was she was wide awake, un-able to fall asleep. So she just sat in her nest, listening to everything around her. She let out a board sigh then stood up and poked her head out of the den. It was at that moment that she saw the cats. She narrow her eyes at the intruders, taking in every inch of them. These could be the cats that have been attacking our territory! She fought back a growl so that she would not let them know that she was there, that was the last thing she wanted. If she just did that she would be fine for she was close to sent-less, silent, and swift. She would make a great warrior one day. A second before Python yowled she let out a loud yowl signaling intruders. With that she raced in to battle. DappleleafDappleleaf was asleep in the nursery with her litter of six kits. She was sleeping soundly and happily, not a single worry in her dream world. That is, until she heard the two yowls. At that moment she was wide awake and fluffed up, ready to fight if needed. SnowkitSnowkit woke up as well to the sound of the yowls. She was not scared, she did not panic and run and hide. In fact, she did just the apposite. The white three-moon-old kit rushed out of the nursery and hissed at the tribe, ready to save her clan from the 'evil invader cats.' Dusk Of Endless NightsDusk fallowed behind Python, no emotion showing on her face. She was not sure about how she felt about her tribes ways yet so this was how she tended to act, neutral. TridomaTridoma had been wandering for a while now looking for a place to stay. Calling the one moon old tiny would be an understatement, she did not even weigh a pound. She was considered to be on the smaller side for her kind of cat, and they where the smallest in the world! Yes, Tridoma the black footed cat would probably only grow to weigh four pounds. At the moment she was huddled in a little ball in the elders den having crept in before the tribe came, The young kit did not really check to see if anyone was there but it had seemed pretty empty at first glance, but she was to exhausted to really check. Very recently Tridoma and her family had been taken by twolegs from there home in Africa to here where the twolegs had planned on taking her to a place called a zoo. But Tridoma had gotten away. She was about to try to help her family when they told her to run, if she stayed she would only get caught. So after a little pursuing Tridoma had ran as fast as she could, on alert for hawks, wild dogs, Meerkats(they sometimes fed on black footed cat kits because they where so small), larger wild cats, and other African predators. But this was no africa. So she had been wandering, only finding the occasional scrap of food to eat, looking for a place to stay. OOC: I'm sorry that its bad but its really late. Anyway do you like Bluepaw's sig? I made it myself!
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Post by *<i.am.starclan>* on Apr 24, 2010 14:31:14 GMT -8
Amberstar:
Amberstar lay in his den, his paws tucked underneath him. The world seemed so peaceful at the moment and he couldn't spend that moment asleep. The ginger tom pushed himself up and walked out of his den. It was nice not having to do work around the camp right as he woke up. No one understood what it was like to be the leader, at least the living cats in his clan didn't. Not even sweet beautiful Dappleleaf! And why should she care about that stuff? She was in the nursery caring for six kits, and this was the second time she had to feed that amount of mouths. Back in Windclan when Oliveclaw was born, Dappleleaf had given birth to five other kittens besides Oliveclaw. But that was 16 moons ago, Amberstar had to move on. He had finally found his mate and had some kits to love. He'd have to be good with that. Oliveclaw would have wanted that, even though he was dead.
Suddenly a yowl sounded from the clearing "Bluepaw?" He meowed, taken aback. His apprentice for some reason had yowled. Not until he heard the rawrs of battle did he realize someone was attacking the camp. A small smile crept across his face for a milasecond as he thought of how proud he was of Bluepaw, being his apprentice and all. But that smile didn't last long, for he remembered that his clan was indangered. Anyone could be attacking them, Bloodclan.. or even the mysterious cats.
Amberstar rushed into the warrior's den and hissed at them to hurry up and get into the fight. He kicked wildly at their tails and sprinted toward the nursery. "Dappleleaf?" He called as he pushed through the den. He found her fluffed up and ready to fight. "good.. you're ok. Do you think you could fight.. I know you're not in the best condiction but.. we need all the warriors we can get at the moment.." Amberstar hurried of again not waiting for the answer. The tom didn't even have time to worry about his mate. If his clan died out, he didn't know what he would do!
Another yowl hit the air and Amberstar knew it must be the mysterious cats' leader! Leaping into battle Amberstar pushed cats away inorder to get to the leader of these evil demons. He searched and searched until he finally found the yowler. "Get out of here you ugly snake-hearted beast!" Amberstar leaped at the tom with all his might and landed on the cat's back. "How do you like that Fox-dung!?"
comments: more cats comin soon. But I'm done so
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Post by Sunny on Apr 29, 2010 15:56:13 GMT -8
Scratchpaw woke with a start at the sound of yowling. He'd only just been apprenticed and hadn't had any traing sessions. He suddenly relized Bluepaw wasn't in the den. Had she been the one who yowled. Scratchpaw panicked-- what if someone was raiding the camp! He bolted out the door only to find mysterious cats out in the camp. These cats were nit Bloodclan-- who were they, were these cats the ones who had been on their territory? He jumped on the nearest cat- a large, bulky black tom. Scratchpaw clawed ferociously and scratched at the tom. Suddenly, Scratchpaw was flung off. He landed with a thud on his back and howled in pain. He got up and limped back to the Tom who had thrown him.
Fang liked the spirit of the young cat who had attacked him but didn't feel sympathy for the cat, even if he was young. Fang. Leapt at Scratchpaw. Scratchpaw just could do nothing under the weight and agility of the other tom. Scratchpaw felt his back crack in an unnatural way. The older Tom, Fang, thought his prey was finished, but Scratchpaw wasn't done yet, he got up slowly and faced the older tom. Scratchpaw couldn't live with a defeat. He jumped onto the older tom once more and clawed until he could claw no more. Both cats fell, exhausted and weakened by fighting. Both cats lay in the dust, bleeding badly.
Volekit woke up after several yowls had resounded around the camp. Volekit didn't know what do so he lay down and cuddled into the nest in the cozy den, frightened to death. He couldn't see and he panicked.
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Post by boss on May 11, 2010 8:43:56 GMT -8
Come on people lets post! -pleads- Samma could you be the next to post? or anyone else who hasn't posted yet!
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Post by Sunny on Jun 2, 2010 17:18:01 GMT -8
olive, you could post again
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Post by *<i.am.starclan>* on Jun 3, 2010 15:53:55 GMT -8
The raid is over! Python has been killed by Amberstar and Lion has taken over as leader! The tribe cats have now retreated back to their camp. Even though the tribe cats lost the battle, Skyclanners are afraid of another attack. Python's body is now burried near the hunting grounds of Skyclan.
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Post by Sunny on Jun 3, 2010 20:41:56 GMT -8
not many posts for this raid!
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