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Post by eve on Jul 16, 2009 14:25:48 GMT -6
Mintpaw gently set her paw down over the SoulClan border. She looked at all the cats that surrounded her, pure hatred showing in their glowing eyes. She had finally got accepted into the Clan, and this would be her first real battle as a DeathClan apprentice. She took a deep breath, and then another step forward, the putrid scent of SoulClan filling her nose and making it sting. She looked up. "Are we ready...?" she mewed her voice filling the soft midnight air. "Because it is time for our raid."
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 16, 2009 14:30:44 GMT -6
"I guess so," Nightpaw said, her eyes glowing green in the night. Her black pelt made her barely visible, her eyes being the only way you could see her in the dark night. She unsheathed her claws, a smile creeping across her face. She tingled with excitement. This was her first battle ever, and she wanted to take down one of the SoulCats. She just pictured raking her claws through the fur over their neck, watching the blood pool down... She couldn't wait for the raid to begin.
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Post by Evanna on Jul 16, 2009 14:34:42 GMT -6
Blackdeath - Strong and UnbearableGreen slitted eyes came out from behind Nightpaw and Mintpaw. Blackdeath stood beside the apprentices, his eyes were red now from waiting.
This was a night to remember. Yes. They had snuck out behind Darkstar's back, but who really cared? They were going to get a taste for blood -- SoulClan blood to be exact, and he was sure it would be worth it in the end.
He glanced back at the other cats. Everyone was just dying to attack right then and there. He was glad Darkstar wasn't there, this way, they could attack and no one would order them about on the field. His paws tingled a bit and he licked his sharp, ivory jowls. StarClan knew he was going to enjoy this.
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Word Count?: 127
Muse Level?: ..
Notes?: >D FINALLY XD
Thread Statues?:
DeathClan Cats -- Open
SoulClan Cats -- Soon
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Post by ♥S.C.O.U.T.♥ on Jul 16, 2009 14:39:01 GMT -6
"I am ready." Whitepaw mewed strongly. "SoulClan are not." She growled. Whitepaw dug her sharp claws into the soft dirt.
Two raids were going to happen. Both surprise attacks. SoulClan would never see it coming. Damn. She could already feel their worthless blood on her paws...she could see them wither in pain begging for mercy......trying to fight back but hopelessly bleed to death.....
She smirked. They were to soft for her liking anyways. Like they'd fight back. They'd gladly let themselves die then fight back. They didn't want to cause any pain at all.
Lost in her thoughts, she almost forgot what she was doing. Whitepaw was already a quarter into SoulClan territory before she realized she could blow their cover. ''Whoops.'' She mumbled.
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Word Count : 129
Muse: Gah. I hate not being able to write good D:
Thread Status: Currently any DC cats. SC is allowed later but only the people who let us kill them.
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Post by Evanna on Jul 16, 2009 14:49:56 GMT -6
Blackdeath - Strong and UnbearableBlackdeath looked at the cats. They were ready, he could tell. "Well." He laughed harshly, "Its safe to say, 'bye bye SoulCats' now."
Blackdeath's eyes turned a deeper shade of red, if possible. All of the other cats' eyes seemed to be glowing red. They were blood thirsty now. It wasn't just about killing SoulCats, now that they had killed many times before, they were thirsty for the blood of cats. And, well. No one would have the heart, okay yea they would, but the closest cats near by...
Happened to be SoulClan.
Their lost, not DeathClan's. Ears pricked high, he lowered himself so low to the ground that his tail brushed the ferns of the plants near the camp and his belly fur raked against the dry grass. Damn. How could they bear living here? DeathClan's territory was so marshy, fresh-kill everywhere. It was a dry as the damn moorland here.
No worries... he chuckled to himself. No worries at all.
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Word Count?: 166
Muse Level?: ..
Notes?: >D FINALLY XD
Thread Statues?:
DeathClan Cats -- Open
SoulClan Cats -- Soon
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 16, 2009 14:53:41 GMT -6
Nightpaw followed after Blackdeath, tingling with excitement. She'd waited forever to raid SoulClan, and now she finally had her chance. They're going down, she thought, smirking. As they should. And then DeathClan will rule. As they approached the camp, Nightpaw began to get even more excited. Even though she wasn't a warrior, she hoped to kill at least one of the SoulCats.
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Post by lightningwind on Jul 16, 2009 14:59:17 GMT -6
(( LOL dunn dunn DUNN! * waits to die*))
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Post by ♥S.C.O.U.T.♥ on Jul 16, 2009 15:01:29 GMT -6
Whitepaw padded after Nightpaw and Blackdeath, her eyes narrowed to slits and her face set on the target. The small silhouettes of SoulClan guards and late night cats. "I've been waiting along time for this." She whispered slightly, licking her lips. "I can already see them begging for us to kill them." She continued, still in a whisper.
Each step got her more exited. Each step got her ready. Each step got her closer to a warrior.
Both apprentices, Nightpaw and Mintpaw, looked more ready then Whitepaw. From what Whitepaw knew, they were younger then her, and this was their first real SoulClan battle. Most defiantly not their last.[/color]
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Word Count: 117
Muse: Worse .-.
Thread Status: DC - now SC - soon
Notes: HURRY UP ;-;
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Post by Evanna on Jul 16, 2009 15:01:57 GMT -6
Blackdeath - Strong and UnbearableAlmost like a snake, he was so eager, Blackdeath started gliding forward, making sure his paws were light on the ground and his belly nor tail did not hit any of the plants.
If they gave away their postions, then whoever was guarding the camp, would alert its Clanmates, and the whole 'sneak up on them in the dead of night' thing would kind of pretty much die.
But, StarClan knew he wanted to kill so badly! And he knew the same for Nightpaw, Mintpaw, Whitepaw, Scarheart, and the rest of the cats who had of course WANTED to come with him on his blood raid. These SoulClan cats were as useless as...well, anything. Whatever, they were just useless. And if DeathClan managed to wipe them out, then the whole forest would belong to them.
And just as easily, they could wipe out the other Clans, or any other cats such as Thunder and the rest, who just so happened to be near by. As said, hm. Their lost, not DeathClan's.
Blackdeath flicked his tail in front of someone's face, a signal that said "Move out" without him even having to say the words themselves. This was going to be one hell of a night, hell yeah it would.
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Word Count?: 213
Muse Level?: D8
Notes?: Eww I'm getting lazy D8
Thread Statues?:
DeathClan Cats -- Open
SoulClan Cats -- Soon
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Post by joygirl33 on Jul 16, 2009 15:35:40 GMT -6
Scarheart fell into step with Blackdeath, his paws tingling with excitement. "The day has finally come. We are ready, but who knows what Soulcats will think when we sneak in, and give them the night of their lives?" Scarheart's pelt was invisible, and one could only see the faint outline of feathery whiskers and the gleam of amber eyes. He turned around, scenting Mintpaw, Nightpaw, Whitepaw, and Blackdeath. He twitched with the impatientance. Quickening his pace, he broke into a run.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 16, 2009 15:39:49 GMT -6
Nightpaw raced after Scarheart, toward SoulClan camp. This is it, she thought. Their time to die.
Stormheart thought she scented DeathClan, and looked over at Faithsong. "Do you smell that? It smells like..... DeathClan," she said, standing up. She walked over to Faithsong, and growled. "It is DeathClan!" she hissed, recognizing the putrid scent.
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Post by joygirl33 on Jul 16, 2009 15:44:07 GMT -6
Scarheart hissed in a low voice to Nightpaw, "Stay quiet as possible, and stick to thick undergrowth. We don't want them to see us yet." But then, he already scented the penetrating, horrible smell, and heard voices. He unsheathed long, curved claws. "Never mind," he mewed softly. "Just go!"
Faithsong drew in DeathClan scent. "You're right! Ugh, I hate the reek," she said, screwing her face in a disgusted snarl. She raised her voice as loud as she could. "DeathClan! Everyone wake up!" Faithsong let out a bloodcurdling yowl.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 16, 2009 15:47:38 GMT -6
Nightpaw continued to charge at the SoulClan camp, which was now in easy view. Time to die, SoulCats. she thought, smiling.
Stormheart raced toward the smell, while Faithsong alerted the camp, snarling. Of course DeathClan would try to attack them in the middle of the night! Hissing, she barreled into Scarheart, knocking him over. She then scratched anywhere she could on him, leaving deep claw marks along his side.
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Post by joygirl33 on Jul 16, 2009 15:54:27 GMT -6
Scarheart let out a hiss. Stormheart! Stupid traitor. He rolled over into the clearing and got up, feeling no pain. He pretended to aim for her haunches but when he jumped, he landed square on her back, sinking his claws deep. Then he shook her off, satisfied to see blood welling from the wounds.
Faithsong let out another yowl, and jumped on Scarheart, landing on his shoulders. Scarheart shook her off, then pounced, aiming for her back. But Faithsong was incredibly fast, slithering under his body, and standing up, waiting for him to crash into the ground. Yet, Scarheart turned his fall into a roll, and stood up in front of Faithsong, hissing, "Neat move. But it takes much more than that to defeat DeathClan." Faithsong crouched angrily, and Scarheart jumped on her back before she could do anything, and bit her neck, killing her. He jumped back, satisfied. Faithsong stopped struggling, and the glitter of determination died from her eyes. Her head fell back, her mouth opened in a long sigh, her body gave a massive shudder, and grew still as she died.
Jaykit bounced from the nursery, nearly barreling into Nightpaw.
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Post by spottedpaw on Jul 16, 2009 15:56:06 GMT -6
Spottedsun awoke suddenly to the yowl from Faithsong, her hackles rising. Lying in the shadows of the Nursery, without waking her kits, she tucked them close, her eyes blazing. At least they aren't awake, she thought to herself, ears flicking, trying to detect any DeathClan cats coming close to the Nursery.
She'd fight for her life if she'd have to, to protect these darlings. Nothing would get to them unless it was over her dead body, and she suddenly wondered if it would be like that tonight. The kits snored quietly, and she flashed a smile at them, glad they were able to keep the tense moment low--even though they were asleep.
She heard Jaykit leave, and cried, "Jaykit! No, you have to stay in here!" Spottedsun didn't risk going out to get him, but tried to remember his little smile if she'd never see the kit again Poor, poor thing. She'd really miss him, but she had to be strong with her kits no matter what.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 16, 2009 15:56:25 GMT -6
Nightpaw hissed at the small kit. She growled, pouncing on him, and bit into his throat, killing him instantly.
Stormheart snarled at Scarheart. "How DARE you?" She snarled, lunging at his throat. She hooked her teeth around his neck, and scratched at his belly and sides, snarling.
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Post by ♥S.C.O.U.T.♥ on Jul 16, 2009 15:56:28 GMT -6
Whitepaw bared her fangs then charged after Nightpaw and the rest. She could already hear Faithsong and Stormheart calling out for help and to wake up more SoulClan cats. She smirked. Whatever. They would die anyways.
Soon, she was barreling into anyone she could see that wasn't DeathClan.
She could pick out Scarheart having a duel with Stormheart, Nightpaw going into the Nursery, Blackdeath as well, and anyone else who'd come aim for any vulnerable cat.[/color]
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Muse: Look above you XD
Thread Status: SC & DC
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Post by joygirl33 on Jul 16, 2009 16:02:30 GMT -6
Scarheart twisted his head, and raised a paw quick as he could, and hit her head as hard as he could, his claws unsheathed. That seemed to make her stagger. He shook her off, and began to snarl. "Traitor!" He launched himself in the air, and landed square on her back, and dug his claws into her. He bit down into her neck, feeling the warm rush of blood. Then he released her, and aimed another blow to her head, and struck.
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Post by spottedpaw on Jul 16, 2009 16:06:48 GMT -6
Dogfang slipped into the familiar camp, and as scents began to mix into a crude smell, his teeth showed in a dark grin. Shattergaze's plan had worked, and she'd be somewhere in this attack. He moved from the shadows and shoved his way through the fighting of cats, trying to find a good DeathClan cat to target.
Nightpaw was creeping into the Nursery, so he bounded forward and grabbed her back with unsheathed claws. Dragging her backwards, he hissed, but quickly pushed his face close to hers. "I'm not going to kill you," he told the apprentice. "But I have to attack you to avoid any suspicions from my Clan. Spread the word to your Clanmates and tell them they can attack me but not kill me. I'm on your side, young one." He released her and screeched, leaping onto her, teeth bared in a fake battle yowl.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 16, 2009 16:07:27 GMT -6
Stormheart looked back at Scarheart, growling. She swiped an unsheathed paw at him, digging deeply into his forehead. She then tackled him, biting down hard on his neck, clawing deeply into his back with her hind legs. She jumped back a couple of tail-lengths, hissing. She then tackled him a second time, this time making him fall backwards, and began to dig deep with her claws into his belly.
Nightpaw nodded, and only half-heartedly attacked Dogfang. She only scratched him a couple of times, none of which were very deep at all, but made it look like she was actually trying.
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