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Post by Thorne on Aug 16, 2019 1:43:54 GMT
Only time will tell if we’re all just cynics on the run ####  @// Ravenstar entered camp, her patrol behind her. Cats were exhausted from the battle, and others were badly wounded. Lilacbreeze's wounds concerned her. She looked around, hoping to spot Spiderface in the crowd. Did he end up attending the Medicine Cat meeting?
She leapt up onto Mooncall rock, standing tall for her Clanmates to see. "DarkClan," She began. "We may have won the battle, but we have yet to begin the war." She meowed. "We may have come out victorious, but ThunderClan still refuses to give us our missing. It is clear that Lynxstar does not have a warrior's honour." Ravenstar flattened her ears. "I promise you that we will get our Clanmates home safe and sound. It is clear that ThunderClan will do whatever it takes to eliminate us."
She flicked her tail. "Tonight, we rest. We tend to our wounded with what knowledge we have until Spiderface returns. Focus on containing the bleeding from your wounds for now. It's all we can do, really. We must hold out until the night is over."
Ravenstar jumped down from the rock, and began to make her way through the crowd, checking up on all those who had attended the battle. If we’re all just cynics come undone |
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Starryo
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Post by Starryo on Aug 18, 2019 6:52:56 GMT
SOme things are worth fighting for Falconstorm had perked her ears when she heard the faint pawsteps before she saw Ravenstar lead the patrol in, she had already been by the high rock, anxiously waiting for her brother's return. It wasn't that she didn't trust Raccoonstrike's ability, but she just felt that she couldn't just rest before being sure. The shecat's nose wrinkled when the strong stang of blood hit her senses. Blood loss is never a good sign. If only if she could have gone with them, she would have shown those Thunderclanners how to treat them with respect. She scanned her clanmates, seeing the wounds and scratches, her claws curling in anger. Falconstorm felt herself relax when she saw Raccoonstrike's among the patrol. Her paws itched to pad over and check on her litter ate but she willed herself to be still and attentive as Ravenstar made her announcements. The molly only nodded silently at the news of their victory in this battle, feeling a bit of satisfaction. A war seems unavoidable at this point, but she couldn't help but almost purr at the sound that Thunderclan got a taste of Darkclan's claws, they had it coming a long time ago. Noticing that Ravenstar had descended from High Rock, Falconstorm quickly padded over to Raccoonstrike, a relieved smile dancing on her face as she nuzzle him affectionately, careful to avoid the drying blood. "So...what happened out there? You should get yourself checked by Spiderface later. Tell me you sent those Thunderclan mousebrains running home." She said, a playful tone in her words. "The apprentices should go collect more cobwebs, by the looks of it we'll need a good few."
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Post by Blaze on Aug 20, 2019 6:33:03 GMT
Racconstrike grimaced as he padded back into camp, his triumphant gait slowed only by the limp in his front paw. He felt proud of himself, now those dirty Thunderclanners knew that Darkclan was not to be trifled with. Sure, that Featherfang gave him a few nasty scratches and cuts before Lynxstar dropped like a rock, but he liked to think that he at least returned the favor. He sat obediently as Ravenstar gave her report to the clan, slowly lifting his paw of the ground and fighting back a wince. He openly sighed with relief once she hopped down, starting to make his way to the Medicine Den before Falconstorm practically ran over to him. "Hey, sis," he greeted casually. He looked around, searching for Coyoteblaze's peltin the crowd, but he spotted none. A small frown crossed over his face before he turned back to Falconstorm, who had the usual purr in her tone when they were joking around. "Well... Thunderclan ambushed us, I fought with this molly warrior, Featherfang, I think her name is. She got me pretty good, but I handled her pretty well, I think. Besides, I think they look like nice battlescars, yeah? he joked, showing off an angry red cut on the side of his neck before he stepped back and shook out his paw. He gave a look of disdain at it, disliking how it was bent as such a crooked angle. Raccoonstrike suddenly perked up, and whipped his face around to meet his sister's. "Lynxstar lost a life! Falconstorm, you should've seen it, he flopped over like a badger!" he said, letting out a victorious laugh. Starryo |
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Post by Starryo on Aug 23, 2019 1:23:10 GMT
SOme things are worth fighting for "Ambushed? Do they have no shame?" Falconstorm narrowed her eyes, the hiss about to roll off her tongue as she grimaced in anger. For a clan that is all talk about honour, they sure didn't act is. She thought to herself. Next time she'll show them that they really shouldn't have messed with Darkclan and that they need to back the heck off. She huffed. At least next gathering will be interesting, she hoped that she'll be able to witness it. "If you're looking for Coyoteblaze, he's out of camp right now, told me that he needed a walk." She explained the absence as she gestured to the camp entrance with a flick of her tail. Now that she was closer, she could see the extent other brother's injuries better. She didn't see any bites, but there was a mix of both shallow and deep scratches and cuts scattered around his pelt. One in particular was rather nasty and screamed attention, but he was right, they do make good scars. "You'll have plenty of stories to tell for each scar that's for sure." Falconstorm said, beaming a smile. "You should get yourself patched up and get some rest. I'll catch you some frogs tomorrow."
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