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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 12, 2017 17:09:44 GMT -5
Blood took another glance at the patrol, seeing another cat had arrived, "I wonder where she came from?" he wondered. He hop onto another branch, starting to move further from the commotion.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Mar 12, 2017 17:46:42 GMT -5
Claws raked across Flamestar's muzzle and blood splattered across the ground. The two were outnumbered and their hopes of surviving grew less by the moment. Turning to Poppymist for a moment, he hissed, "get out of here! Save yourself!"
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 12, 2017 18:15:59 GMT -5
Poppymist's eyes flickered with uncertainty, but she knew that she wouldn't be of great help here, and that bringing a more powerful patrol would give Flameclan a chance. "O-okay!", she replied, swerving through trees as she raced towards camp. Her feet hardly touched the ground as she took large, powerful leaps over the undergrowth.
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 12, 2017 19:04:18 GMT -5
Blood looked away and focused on getting away from the battle. He hopped across the tree branches as quietly as he could, before hopping down into a clearing. He thought he was safe from anymore trouble, when he heard a cat crashing through the undergrowth. He spinned around to see a caramel she-cat bolting towards him. His fur bristled as she neared him and he prepared to jump away once he got the chance.
Ashfall worked his way around the walls of the camp, digging traps for the intruders, and checked on the wall strength as he worked.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 12, 2017 19:12:14 GMT -5
While Poppymist was hurdling through brambles, a tortoiseshell pelt caught her eyes. "What are you doing here?", she yowled breathlessly, scared to slow down in fear that Flamestar was dying.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Mar 12, 2017 19:40:19 GMT -5
Flamestar watched grimly as Poppymist sprinted away. His attention drawn away for only a moment still opened him to attack. Jaws clamped over Flamestar's neck. He tried to pull himself free, but the rogue's jaws were firmly locked onto the orange Tom's throat. He still resisted, but his strength ebbed away and darkness claimed him.
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 12, 2017 19:51:00 GMT -5
Blood bristled in anticipation of an attack. He had little chance to beat her if they fought. "I can help you if you let me be," he begged, ashamed of his lowly behavior, but knowing that most rogues or loners could strike him down with one blow.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Mar 12, 2017 20:02:54 GMT -5
Lark eyes narrowed as she watched the light-furred she-cat spot the tortoiseshell tom she had spoken to earlier. He was probably going to die by now. Why would this she-cat do anything but kill him? Night's rogues were tearing her leader apart, after all.
Cloverleaf tail twitched slightly, "Don't push yourself too hard."
Dawnpaw grunted as she carefully rolled a bundle of thorns into FlameClan camp. There were a few tufts of cream fur were visible in the undergrowth.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Mar 12, 2017 20:41:10 GMT -5
Flamestar awoke in a bright clearing. Blinking until his eyes had adjusted, he recognised the place where the clans used to meet on their old territory. He heard a voice behind him. "Flamestar..."
He whirled around, joy filling his heart as he identified the cat standing before him. "Goldenleaf!" He exclaimed, love showing in his green eyes. "I've missed you so much... So have the kits..."
"I know." She said sorrowfully. "I wish it was not my time to go, but I had no power to change what happened."
"I know that." Flamestar meowed. "I don't blame you. It's just so difficult for both me and the kits without you, especially pebblepaw. She blames herself."
"I have been watching both you and the kits. You did well talking with pebblepaw. She needs your support through this."
"I've been trying to do what I can, but it's difficult without you. I fear that, by paying attention to my duties as leader, I might do wrong by the kits, but I also can't give them all my attention, else I become ignorant of the clan's issues."
"There is no need to fear. You've done the best you can, and the kits understand that. Keep on what you are doing, knowing that, although I am not able to be there to help you, I will always be there, walking alongside you. Now go. Flameclan needs you, and remember, I, and the rest of starclan are behind you every step of the way."
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 12, 2017 22:51:09 GMT -5
"We ran into tow many rouges Poppymist showed up so Flamestar sent me for help," she meowed, "We need to get back to them as soon as possible."
(Sorry its been a busy weekend.)
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 12, 2017 22:53:16 GMT -5
Blazepelt looked up from his work and ran over at the sight of his sister. "Then we need to send a patrol immediately!"
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Mar 13, 2017 5:59:17 GMT -5
"I agree!" Brackenclaw meowed. "We need to help him before it's too late! For all we know, he could've already lost a life!"
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Mar 13, 2017 7:15:19 GMT -5
Dawnpaw looked up from the sharp tendrils she rolled into camp. Her eyes widened at Brackenclaw's words, 'Lost a life'? The concept had been explained to her but the idea of it was still mind-boggling. "Could I join the patrol?"
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 13, 2017 16:21:24 GMT -5
Poppymist narrowed her eyes at the tortoiseshell, unsure of what she should do. She knew deep inside that she shouldn't ignore an offer of help, but she was still highly suspicious, and had to resist the urge to attack. "Help Flamestar, or help me get a patrol! We need to do something!", she panted, and raced to back to camp. The scents of her clanmates were getting stronger and stronger. As she entered camp, breathless, she could see that Flameclan had already received the news of the rogues attacking. "Guys, we have to help Flamestar!"
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 13, 2017 16:51:07 GMT -5
Blood looked back to where the battle was raging, and shook his head. I can't help him in anyway, I suppose I'll help this loner get a patrol he thought before rushing off towards the she-cat.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Mar 13, 2017 17:10:27 GMT -5
Brackenclaw turned as Poppymist hurried into camp. "I know!" He exclaimed. "We should leave immediately! We can't afford to lose our leader to these rogues! That will only make them more confident, which will lead to more demands and more violence! If we stop them now, they'll be less likely to try their luck against us."
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 13, 2017 18:12:01 GMT -5
"Who's fit to attack?", Poppymist asked desperately, growing more and more impatient. Her long caramel colored fur was fluffed out with adrenaline, and her chest was still heaving with the effort of the run. "Firepool, Ashfall, Dawnpaw, Blazepelt, Brackenclaw?", she mewed hopefully. "Would it be possible for some of you to come?", Poppymist added.
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 13, 2017 18:54:20 GMT -5
Blood skidded to a halt when he found the she-cat had ran to a camp like the one Night had set up with tons of cats milling about. He started to panic. "Maybe I can run away, I'm sure Night would appreciate knowledge this camp" he thought.
Eaglepaw perked up his ears at the sound of Poppymist's request for a patrol. He poked his head out of the medicine den, knowing he couldn't go to avoid any more serious damage to his head.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Mar 13, 2017 19:16:21 GMT -5
Dawnpaw nodded and rushed over to Poppymist. "I'll go." she meowed. The cream apprentice remembered the fox, its hungry eyes glistening as it attacked the patrol. Her eyes narrowed, no one get injured this time, not under Dawnpaw's watch.
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 13, 2017 19:33:27 GMT -5
"We'll all go," meowed Blazepelt, "But you two must be tired, stay here and guard camp."
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 13, 2017 19:44:33 GMT -5
Blood was about to run away when he stepped on a branch revealing his location to the other cats.
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 13, 2017 19:47:19 GMT -5
Blazepelt and Firepool snapped up at the sound of a snap echoing.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 13, 2017 19:49:49 GMT -5
Poppymist's ears pricked at the branch cracking. She noticed Blazepelt and Firepool had heard it too. "I wonder what that is?", she mewed, wondering if it was the mysterious tortoiseshell she had seen earlier.
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 13, 2017 19:53:16 GMT -5
Blazepelt raced up the slope to see what was there. Spotting the rouge, he beckoned with his tail for others to follow.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Mar 13, 2017 19:56:05 GMT -5
Poppymist followed Blazepelt silently, praying that she wouldn't step on a twig or leaf that would crunch and give them away. As she crouched behind Blazepelt she had to resist the urge to gasp. It was the rogue she had seen earlier! Did he know where the camp was?
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 13, 2017 20:16:38 GMT -5
"What should we do?," Blazepelt meowed quietly, "We can't let them leave now that they've seen camp."
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 13, 2017 20:47:39 GMT -5
Blood heard their footsteps approach and growled, "I can hear you, you're not as stealthy as you think."
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Post by Ignis🔥 on Mar 14, 2017 1:38:32 GMT -5
So jadepaw is still open for rp since like page 8))
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Post by Dawnrise on Mar 14, 2017 9:20:11 GMT -5
Eaglepaw sighed, knowing he owuldn't have any chance to go on that patrol. He looked around the medicine den to Jadepaw. "Hey, do you need help sorting herbs or anythings?" he asked, hoping to have something to keep his paws busy.
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Post by Skybeam on Mar 14, 2017 13:36:37 GMT -5
Blazepelt moved into view and towards the cat. He knew he wasn't the stealthiest cat in the clan, that would be his sister, but he shared his father's imposing build and strength.
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