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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 15:24:19 GMT -6
(Okay)
Stormheart growled and stood up. She looked around for Mintpaw, and saw her heading to DeathClan again. Oh no you don't, she thought. She chased after Mintpaw, and discovered her passed in the middle of SoulClan territory. She smiled, and began dragging her back to SoulClan, deciding to not kill her. Yet. Once they were back at the camp she left Mintpaw toward the entrance, and ran over to Whitepaw, snarling. "It'd be best for you to get out. Now." She snarled, her teeth glinting red from her and other's blood in the pale moonlight. She slashed once at Whitepaw, scoring her claws deep into her shoulder.
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Post by eve on Jul 17, 2009 15:36:37 GMT -6
Mintpaw was shooken awake, she saw that she was back in SouClan territory. She shook free of Stormheart and raked her claws across Stormheart's eyes and blood welled up. "That's for dragging me away!" she screeched. "You should learn not to do that!" she said raking her claws down Stormheart's side. After she got her "nap", she was feeling a little better. She once again raked her claws against Stormheart's back, then dug her claws into her shoulder, before biting her in her tail. "You should never mess with me," she growled into Stormheart's ear. "Or any other DeathClan cat!" she pulled her claws out of Stormheart.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 15:42:44 GMT -6
Stormheart glared, tired of this. She smashed her paw hard against the side of Mintpaw's head, sending her flying. She walked over to where Mintpaw lay on the ground, biting deeply into throat and holding her there. She didn't budge at Mintpaw's now weak attempts to get off. "This is what you get for messing with me," she said, glaring down at Mintpaw, getting her soaked with blood. She raked her hind and front claws deep into her belly, blood gushing out and quickly forming a pool around them. She then stood back, raking her claws down the side of Mintpaw's neck, a furious snarl building up in her throat. For a second a sadastic smile crept onto her face, but she quickly made it dissapear. She smashed into Mintpaw again, sending her flying and laying on the ground.
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Post by eve on Jul 17, 2009 15:50:44 GMT -6
Mintpaw stood up drenched in blood, but she had a sudden burst of energy. She ran toward Stormheart full force and threw her against a tree. She tore a huge chunck out of her stomach and let her fall to the ground. Mintpaw had the taste of blood in her mouth, and now nothing was going to stop her! She raked her claws against Stormheart's back, her neck, and her already bleeding stomach. She was covered in blood, you could no longer see her brown and white pelt, but blood. She shook her fur and blood scattered everywhere. She smiled at licked her lips.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 15:54:08 GMT -6
Stormheart snarled, and managed to tackle Mintpaw, ripping out a large chunk of flesh from her throat. She felt very weak now, like she was going to puke, and in extreme agony, but she would not lose to Mintpaw, especially her being an apprentice. Stormheart shredded Mintpaw's ear, and raked her claws across her eyes, blinding her, even if the effect was only temporary. Then she stood up, and raked Mintpaw's bleeding stomache, taking a large chunk out of it. She then kicked her over, ripping deeply into her back and neck, as well as the top of her head. Stormheart took a step back, taking a breather. She was panting heavily with the exertion and effort, and knew she would black out at any second. Snarling, she bit into Mintpaw's hind leg, taking a large chunk out of it. It would be very hard, if not impossible, for her to walk now.
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Post by eve on Jul 17, 2009 16:12:26 GMT -6
Mintpaw staggered forward and one last time raked her claws against Stormheart's bloody pelt. Though it didn't do anything because she was so weak. Then she staggered backwards away from Stormheart not putting any pressure on her horribly injured paw. As soon as she crossed over the DeathClan border, Mintpaw passed out. Nothing could wake her up now, and it she was going to get a hard punishment when Darkstar found out what she and some of the other clan members had done. She sighed and laid there in pain, and she finally let the pain get to her, it was going to be a long recovery.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 16:19:19 GMT -6
Stormheart smiled as she saw Mintpaw run, more like stagger, away, not bothering to follow her. Or unable to, in her current condition. She looked around, searching for Joypaw and Whitepaw.... Was Joypaw okay? She staggered to where she thought Joypaw was, but, before she could get there, she blacked out from blood-loss and pain.
Nightpaw had been in DeathClan territory for awhile now, ever since Joypaw had chased her away. Now she was standing by the border, prepared to go back. But before she could, she smelled something... Blood! she raced over to the source, and discovered it was Mintpaw. She looked around, searching for some marigold. When she found it, she chewed it up and put it into Mintpaw's many wounds, before searching off to find some cobwebs. When she found those, she put them on Mintpaw's wounds as well. She thought for a moment. "How can I get her back to camp?" She wondered aloud. She looked down at Mintpaw, who seemed to be in extreme agony. She searched off to find some poppy, and when she did, she put a single seed in Mintpaw's mouth, sighing. She was very tired, mostly because of the fact that she herself was wounded. She had applied some first-aid, but would need Deathsong to take a look at Mintpaw.
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Post by eve on Jul 17, 2009 16:31:17 GMT -6
Mintpaw grunted. "Thanks....Nightpaw..." Mintpaw murmured barely able to talk. She couldn't move at all and was in pain all over. She didn't even try to sit up, she just laid there, breathing shallowly. She looked around, then remembered that she was in DeathClan terriotry after a grusome battle with Stormheart. "Is...anyone else back yet?" she asked in barely a whisper. Before Nightpaw could answer, Mintpaw contiued. "Can I go back to sleep now?" she asked. She felt like she was a kit right now, probally because the poppy seed and the loss of blood made her drowzy, but inside she was a murderous, blood-thirsty, killer.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 16:37:59 GMT -6
"You're welcome," Nightpaw said, her green eyes glowing in the night. "No one's back yet, it's just you and me. Whitepaw and Blackdeath must still be fighting... And you know what happened to Scarheart," she grimaced for a second, but hate burned in her eyes. "And of course you can go to sleep." Nightpaw added. "Poppy seeds make you sleepy, as does blood-loss. You should just rest, that way you can heal quickly." Nightpaw looked around, expecting to see someone else. What was taking Whitepaw and Blackdeath? They should be back by now. Are they okay...? She quickly went through all of the possibilities in her head. No, they're both incredibly strong. They'll make it out, they're probably just staying to have a little more fun.
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Post by lightningwind on Jul 17, 2009 19:15:00 GMT -6
Streamkit layed awake at camp. A few of Deathclan warriors were still missing. Were they disobeying Darkstar and attacking Soulclan? Streamkit squeaked and yawned. A cat could get hurt in a battle without more warriors. Streamkit knew she had to investigate with the scene. Streamkit quickly got off the ground and broke to a sprint silently in the forest. About a fox-lengh away from camp, streamkit could smell, Mintpaw, nightpaw and BLOOD! without thinking for a second, streamkit quickly raced to the direction from the smell. Streamkit squeaked as she finally reached them. " Nightpaw! Mintpaw! Are you too okay?" mewled Streamkit afraid. Streamkit saw both of the apprentances drenched in blood. But she could smell other cats' blood too. They probably killed Soulclan cats too. Streamkit meowed in an afraid voice, " c-ome on! I'll get you to Deathsong right away!"
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 19:41:41 GMT -6
"Streamkit," Nightpaw said, relieved that she had shown up. "You have to get Deathsong here. I have Mintpaw's wounds okay, but we need her to come here and fully examine her. I don't know what to do now. I don't know if I should move her, I guess not since she's asleep. But Streamkit, can you please get Deathsong? I'll stay with Mintpaw until you come back." As Nightpaw said this she kept glancing nervously from the direction of camp to Mintpaw, who was still unconscious and probably wouldn't wake up for several hours. Good thing the poppy seeds worked, she thought. I just hope she stays under for a good few hours. Knowing her, the second she wakes up she'll try to rip whoever did this to her's throat out.
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Post by lightningwind on Jul 17, 2009 19:51:53 GMT -6
Streamkit meowed, " okay! But.... Just FYI, that wound on the paw is infected." Streamkit raced twords camp as fast as possible. Streamkit ran into Deathsong's den and meowed, " Deathsong... Infected wounds... Mintpaw.... Soup..." streampaw colasped with tiredness. It was rough. Streamkit could smell an infected wound. What an accomplishment! Streamkit closed her little eyes.
( Sorry not 100 words. I have to go soon)
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 20:02:55 GMT -6
"I know, that's why put Marigold on it to keep the infection in check," Nightpaw said to Streamkit just as she she raced to DeathClan camp in search of Deathsong. She sighed, looking down at Mintpaw, who was still unconscious. I hope that Streamkit and Deathsong hurry, she thought. Mintpaw seemed to be very bloody, even with the cobwebs. What happened? Who did she fight? She wondered. Too bad I left so early, that stupid Joypaw! If it hadn't been for her, maybe I could've killed another cat! Maybe even a warrior! She snarled, unsheathing her claws and digging them through the grass around her. Next time she'd kill Joypaw, she'd make sure of it. Oh well, at least I killed three cats. Nightpaw smiled. SoulClan now had five less cats- Faithsong, Saidie, Snowkit, Jaykit, and Reedkit. She'd been the cause for three of those five murders. Maybe there was even a sixth or seventh, she'd have to check with Mintpaw when she woke up, or Blackdeath or Whitepaw when they came back.
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Post by eve on Jul 17, 2009 20:11:34 GMT -6
Mintpaw slowly lifted her eyelids. It was still dark, so she hadn't been asleep long. She ached all over, but was no longer drowzy, so she acted like she felt no pain. Also, she was still covered in blood, and it made her pelt feel hot and sticky.
She lifted up her head a little, and looked around, then she so Nightpaw. "What're you still doing here?" she asked. Then she tried to sit up. One of her legs was badly injured, and all the other ones were bruised, but she still managed to sit up. She hated the feeling of being sticky, so she started to lick the blood off of her pelt.
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 20:15:50 GMT -6
Nightpaw was shocked when Mintpaw woke up, and then sat up. The poppy seeds should work for a little longer, shouldn't they? And Mintpaw must be in a lot of pain sitting like that, Nightpaw thought, looking over at the severely hurt apprentice. "Mintpaw, don't strain yourself, you should lay down. Deathsong will be here soon, so just relax." Nightpaw told her, training to persuade Mintpaw to lay down. When she refused, Nightpaw sighed. Of course Mintpaw wouldn't listen to her; she never listened to anybody. Not really, at least.
"Mintpaw, who did this to you?" She asked, looking over her many wounds and the tremendous amount of blood on her pelt, which she was now beginning to clean off. "And did any other SoulCats die?"
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Post by eve on Jul 17, 2009 20:27:52 GMT -6
Mintpaw paused from her grooming to think for a second, then she countinued once again. "Stormheart did this to me, and she got hurt bad, too. But, as far as I know, no other Soul Cats died." She countinued grooming herself, but it was going to take alot more than grooming, to make her pelt clean again. "As soon as I'm done healing, I swear that I will kill that cat who did this to me!" she snarled. She started to stand up, but then fell and winced in pain. She growled for a second, then once again started grooming herself.
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Post by ♥S.C.O.U.T.♥ on Jul 17, 2009 20:29:02 GMT -6
Whitepaw grunted. She'd been left alone as Stormheart and Mintpaw battled. She's watched panting, catching her breath. Poor Mintpaw. Stormheart had dragged her back to fight, and she'd blanked out. But as it was, it looked like she was faking. For when she got up, the young apprentice got away, staggering. Stormheart was watching her smirking, before she passed out as well.
Whitepaw took this moment to hurt Stormheart without her fighting back.
Sneering, she ranked her claws down Storm's side and across her face. "You will never win, Stormheart. Good people don't always win." She growled, even though Stormheart couldn't hear whatever Whitepaw said. Shaking her head, she turned away. "I hope Darkstar makes me a warrior after this." She murmured before padding away, half limping towards Mintpaw, Nightpaw, and Streamkit.[/color]
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Word Count: 150
Notes: Caught up finally.
Muse: Eh.
Thread Status -- Open
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Post by .:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:. on Jul 17, 2009 20:35:34 GMT -6
Stormheart woke up, snarling at Whitepaw. "You better run!" She said, standing up. She took a couple of heavy steps toward Whitepaw, snarling. She looked around for Joypaw, hoping she was okay. Her vision wasn't as blurred now, and she wasn't bleeding that much anymore, just a little trickle came from her wounds. She shook her head, scattering blood on the ground so it wouldn't go into her eyes. She stopped moving though, because it was very painful for her to do so. She snarled once more at Whitepaw, and sat down right where she was, wobbling.
Nightpaw nodded at Mintpaw. "As she should. I hope that you do kill her next time," she said, grinning evily. "Another SoulCat would die. Ah, how nice."
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Post by joygirl33 on Jul 17, 2009 20:40:02 GMT -6
Joypaw had been defending the nursery for a while, and then saw Stormheart nearly bleeding to death. Her heart nearly skipped a beat. She crossed the clearing into two bounds, and saw Whitepaw leave. Joypaw had scatches and bites all over, and tufts of fur were missing. She was bleeding from some fresh wounds, but anger, grief, and longing to avenge the deaths of Faithsong, Jaykit, Reedkit, and Snowkit kept her going. She followed after Whitepaw silently, and saw Mintpaw half-dead, Nightpaw still looking tired, and Whitepaw nearly limping. Confident they wouldn't come back, she ran back, and saw Blackdeath still lingering. Her fur nearly stood on end. Yowling defiance, she lunged at him, and dug her claws into his back, snarling. She bit into his neck, feeling the warm flow of blood.
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Post by Thorn//\\Dark||Shimmer on Jul 17, 2009 21:02:16 GMT -6
Darkstar mumbled to himself in his sleep, his limbs twitching. Suddenly he jumped up and almost hit his head on the roof of his den. Snuffling indignantly, he streamed out of the entrance and sniffed around. He noticed that there was a lack in the scent's strength. Stalking towards the Warrior's Den, he peeked inside and almost roared. Five of his warriors were missing. Outraged, he rushed to the Apprentice's Den and noticed that some were missing from there too. Damn this insubordination!!!
Thornclaw appeared out of seemingly nowhere and ran to the nursery. Panicking, he looked inside and heard the mewling of kits. Desperate, he gathered them together and stood in front of them. His stood there with hackles raised, ears back, and fangs out.
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