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Post by shiningheart on May 25, 2008 18:51:14 GMT -5
Razorpaw stalked around the rocks, careful not to let any rocks or pebbles fall. He opened his mouth to draw in scent and found many thing. Rabbit, mice, rogue....ROGUE! Razorpaw narrowed his eyes, his hackles rising.
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 25, 2008 18:57:49 GMT -5
Wintertail was swiftly gliding through Preyrocks, on a big search for some fresh-kill. She came across a wide gap in the rocks, and jumped across it as if weightless.
"Where are is all the fresh meat!" wondered Wintertail loudly, searching under rocks here and there.
Suddenly she came a across a scent that she knew.
"Razorpaw?" wondered Wintertail, and quickly followed the scent, she came across the apprentice looking a little tense.
"Razorpaw, what are you doing?" asked Wintertail concerned.
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Post by shiningheart on May 25, 2008 22:26:40 GMT -5
Razorpaw almost jumped at Wintertail's voice. He hadn't heard the she-cat come up. "Rogues!" He hissed.
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 26, 2008 10:17:32 GMT -5
Wintertail at first craned her neck in disbelief, then the warrior instincts crept into her. She sniffed the air, and smelled the Rogue scent as well.
"Where is your mentor Razorpaw?" hissed Wintertail, looking around to see if anyone was watching.
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Post by shiningheart on May 26, 2008 14:25:35 GMT -5
(Erm.....Razorpaw doesn't have a mentor yet...eh heh.) Razorpaw shrugged and indicated the lands around them. "Around. But we'll have to deal with the rogues ourselves, there isn't time to run and get help." He stalked forward a few paces before turning back to Windertail. "Do you want me to scout ahead, see how many there are?"
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 26, 2008 18:42:16 GMT -5
Wintertail tightened her muscles, sharpened her eyes and was about to detest, but they held her tongue.
If this apprentice is to ever become a warrior, he needs to learn to take control in situations like this.
Wintertail shook off the menacing look, and nodded lightly.
"Yes, that's very brave of you Razorpaw." answered Wintertail solemnly, "Now don't go blowing our cover." finished Wintertail, and crouched low to the hard ground.
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Post by shiningheart on May 26, 2008 20:34:19 GMT -5
Razorpaw nodded and stalked forward, watching both where his paws went and ahead to see any cats. The rogue scent was becoming stronger, and he could pick out three different scents. Razorpaw felt a growl build in his throat, but pushed it down and instead reported back to Wintertail. "Three of them. I didn't want to 'blow our cover' so I didn't check on who it was."
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 27, 2008 17:01:16 GMT -5
Wintertail nodded, and took a minute to think.
"I think it's best to face them now, before they get too close to the camp." said Wintertail, and started heading to the three scents.
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Post by shiningheart on May 27, 2008 17:55:39 GMT -5
Razorpaw nodded and fell into silent step behind Wintertail. The three scents were stronger than when Razorpaw scouted. The rogues were heading for them.
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 27, 2008 18:05:37 GMT -5
Wintertail approached the three rogues. Suddenly there matted and dirty fur came into view. One was competely black and skinny. The second one was a tortiseshell she-cat that looked even skinnier than the first. The last one was a silvery Tom, with dakr strips of black running down his back, but he looked a little stronger than the others.
"Now Razorpaw!" ordered Wintertail, and hopped onto the largest cat, the silver and black one.
She hissed spat, and rolled in the dirt with the large tom. She got in a few good swipes and bites, but got a bad bite on the back of her thigh, and a cut was on type of her eye lid. It was getting hard for her to se through the blood, but managed to keep on fighting. She sank her sharp teeth into the throat of the large tom, and heard him yowl in pain. She quickly let go, and let the tom run into the shady grass.
(Okay, now post your fight, and we'll both fight the last cat. ^^)
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Post by shiningheart on May 28, 2008 13:55:51 GMT -5
Razorpaw jumped on the only she-cat in the group. getting a grip in the tangled fur wasn't hard, but breaking through it to draw skin was. The rogue meowed in surprise before jumping around, trying to dislodge him. Razorpaw soon got dizzy from everything moving up and down, side to side, and every which way the rogue went. He tried to leap off of her, but his claws got tangled. His struggling toppled both him and the rogue to the floor. Razorpaw still couldn't get loose, so he tried a different approach of releasing the she-cat. He rolled over so he was on the bottom and kicked hard into the she-cats back. His plan worked. His claws were free, if not a little stung. The she-cat tried to turn to land on her paws, but Razorpaw misjudged his strength. The she-cat collided with a tree. There was an audible snap, and the she-cat fell limp on the ground. But Razorpaw had already turned to face the final cat.
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 28, 2008 16:31:05 GMT -5
Wintertail's eye was really bleeding now, getting into her eye. She tried to shake it away, and rub it away, but it only made it worse.
Okay, I'm going to have to deal with it later
Wintertail stopped fiddeling with her eye, and put her attention to the last skinny black cat. Wintertail began thinking of all the ways to attack the skinny cat. She stared at his feet, completely open to attack. She pounced to the black cat's feet, and dug her long claws into his matted fur. The black tom jumped in pain, and started snapping at Wintertail's tail. She made sure to keep her tail swishing so it wouldn't be an easy target to attack. She took a bite out of the rogue's ear, and started using her back legs to slash up his belly. But Wintertail underestimated his power, and got rammed into a nearby tree, and knocked unconciouse, and got pinned to the ground by the rogue. Suddenly he veered around, and sunk his teeth into Wintertail's throat. His claws raping against Wintertail's soft underbelly. But Wintertail still didn't wake up.
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Post by shiningheart on May 28, 2008 17:38:38 GMT -5
"WINTERTAIL!" Razorpaw wailed. He rammed into the rogue's hind legs, toppling the tom over. RAzorpaw struck out with a claw, slashing at the cat's muzzle. The rogue reared up on it's hind legs and bared all it's arsenal. Razorpaw ducked under the flailing claws and tackled the tom in the belly. He heard the air rush out of the rogue's lungs as they landed and Razorpaw slashed at his belly. The tom gave a wail of defeat. Razorpaw stopped raking down the tom, but didn't let him up. He bared his teeth down at the rogue. "Why are you in our territory!" He hissed.
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Post by ~Wintertail~ on May 28, 2008 17:56:15 GMT -5
Wintertail's belly was very badly hurt, and her eye was now covered in so much blood, it was hard to make out. She was still out on the floor, her breathing raspy and dry. She was dreaming about her first day as an apprentice.
"What are you doing in here!?!" hissed Nettlepaw, glaring at the young she-cat with menacing eyes.
It was raining outside, and Winterpaw needed some shelter, and ran quickly into the apprentice's den. There, bumped into Nettlepaw, an evil little kitty who never like her from the start.
"I....it was.....raining..and.." stuttered Winterpaw, but couldn't get the words out of her mouth. She was trembling with fear.
What have I gotten myself into? wonders Winterpaw.
"And!?! You thought you could hide in here, and take up our space you worthless kittypet!?! I don't think so!" hisses Nettlepaw, and send a claw swipe toward Winterpaw's eye.
She wasn't quick enough, the paw came down on her left eye, and started to bleed. Winterpaw yowled in alarm and pain, and ran out into the rain. Suddenly a thunder struck the ground, frightening the little apprentice.
(She's going to be knocked unconciouse for a while, so you can finish the thread. If you don't mind, can you carry her back to the camp? Maybe this is good enough to become a warrior, and I could be your mentor, reccomend me!!! Just a thought. ^^
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Post by shiningheart on May 29, 2008 14:05:35 GMT -5
(Alrighty! Good idea!)
The rogue snarled, but didn't try to shove Razorpaw off of him. "This territory belongs to no one! My family has been coming to this-" But he stopped abruptly. The tom started struggling, his eyes now desperate. "Where is my family? Rush!? Crystal!?" Razorpaw let him up just enough to see the body of the dead she-cat. The tom stopped abruptly and stared with anguished eyes. "Crystal..." He muffled a sob, but Razorpaw felt it bubble in the rogue's chest beneath his paws. The rogue looked up at Razorpaw. "Kill me. I have no life without my mate. Our kits will die." Now Razorpaw was interested. He let the tom up.
"You have kits?" He asked. The rogue nodded and stood, his head bowed in sorrow. "Yes." He answered softly. "three kits. They will starve without their mother's milk." Razorpaw cocked his head to the side thoughtfully before nodding. "Follow me back to camp. If we can convince either Frostflash or Blazestar to let you join the Clan, your kits will survive." Razorpaw padded over to the unconcious Wintertail and hefted her up on his shoulders. He nodded and padded away, toward EmberClan camp. He flicked his tail toward the dead she-cat. "You may carry her, if you wish. Or we may come back and bury her later."
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