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Apr 16, 2009 18:22:19 GMT -5
Post by *Sinister*Dreams* on Apr 16, 2009 18:22:19 GMT -5
Journey rolled her eyes, amused.
"I'm not evil moron! I let him go. Duh." She scoffed, as Depthvision's eyes went blurry.
Had...Had Havoccrypt just saved her? She owed him her life... Stepping from the ground, she rushed into the fight. The fight he had saved her from. The one he would surely suffer greatly for. Depthvision yowled, leaping into the fray, ignoring the blood as it flooded her shoulder. "I'm alright Havoccrypt! Thank you!" She rushed to pay him back, dragging Firenze away and slashing him once to the face. The tom snarled, fuming, and sunk his teeth deep into Havoccrypt's hind leg before racing away like a ghost. He could not win, not with both of them together. It was frustrating.
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Apr 16, 2009 21:36:35 GMT -5
Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 16, 2009 21:36:35 GMT -5
Oh, but the fight was far from over, although wounded, Havoccrypt's eyes still blazed with pure fire, he raced toward the fleeing rogue. "Come back and fight like a true cat, you coward!" The warrior yelled, his voice rising above the clamor of the fighting. His eyes burning, pelt slightly bristled, the warrior raced after the fleeing rogue, as usual, acting on impulse rather then actual thought. Of course though, the fleeing rogue was soon lost in the confusion, forcing the tom to return to his post, although he was clearly unhappy about it. In truth, he had gotten off easily in the battle, he was obviously burning for more bloodshed. His temper wasn't a rare thing, but his anger was. Drawing his maw back in a snarl, Havoccrypt watched the fighting, before turning back to Depthvision, tail tip flicking slightly.
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Apr 17, 2009 17:55:17 GMT -5
Post by H-a-w-k-i-e on Apr 17, 2009 17:55:17 GMT -5
There was scarcely a warning before a gray blur burst onto the scene, ears pressed tightly against the back of his head, and his golden orbs gleaming. Aceslash had been helping out at one of the borders...but there hadn't been much action over there. It seemed that the rogues had gotten into the Cresentclan camp from somewhere else. So he'd leapt into chaos that was currently occurring in the camp. "What'd I miss?" He called, over the commotion, to his brother. Aceslash was glad to see Havoccrypt still standing. Not that the black tom was a bad fighter. It was just that he'd seemed so struck by Aditoath's departure. But judging by the battle fire in his eyes...he was faring well enough.
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Apr 17, 2009 22:59:55 GMT -5
Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 17, 2009 22:59:55 GMT -5
"Took you long enough. I thought you had either drowned or got lost." The black warrior said with a snort, although he was obviously pleased to see his brother. There was a dull throbbing where his leg had been torn into, but that, like all the rest of the pain, had been easily overlooked. After all, he had better things to do then worry about what physical pain he was in. He wasn't dead, and that was all that mattered right now to the tom. "As for the missing, just the usual I get to show the rogues how hard my head actually is, and save the lives of the Clan in one bold and daring move." Havoccrypt rolled his eyes, although he obviously was not as well as he appeared to be. All the battling had taken a toll on him, and of course the mental hurt, but to outsiders, it would have never been noticable. After all, the tom had always been hiding his true feelings from everyone else. Now, it wasn't a chosen thing, it was just pure habit.
"Shall we dance with Renegade, brother?" Oh yes, how he longed to sink his claws once more into the flesh of the ruler that had brought such pain to the world. He could not do it alone though...
>><<
As the young warrior lunged at the rogue who she fought with, death was coming for her. Already, she could see the ghostly figures of StarClan, although she was not dead. Flammingsong was fighting with none other then the killer of Polarlight, only she had made the mistake of striking him first. His strange silver band gleamed as he lunged forward, and she knew that death was behind his ivory claws, even though she tried to avoide them. Whirling to the left, for a moment, the flame colored she cat thought that she would be able to make it, but she hadn't counted on the speed of Dageus. With a low cry, Flammingsong felt her lifeblood fall from her, splashing onto the already blood stained tom as she fell to the ground, feeling the life drain out of her. It would not be much longer, and she would be in the ranks of StarClan, having died at an early age, destined to spend life alone. She had been of rogue descent, and now it seemed, she would die by the claws of a rogue. Her eyes followed him as he melted once more into the crowd, before everything went gray, and she drew one last, ragged breath. Her sides stilled, and Flammingsong lost herself. She was no longer fighting this battle...
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Apr 17, 2009 23:46:36 GMT -5
Post by H-a-w-k-i-e on Apr 17, 2009 23:46:36 GMT -5
Aceslash flashed a quick grin, before trotting until he was at his brother side. The gray tom frowned a bit, smelling the tang of Havoccrypt's wound. Chewed on already. Hum. You must be losing your touch." He made a quiet tsking noise, before twitching his ears, showing that he was joking. At the mention of Renegade's name, Aceslash tensed, readying himself. That lump of fleas deserved a most severe punishment. The warrior toyed with the notion of the rogue leader suffering something worse than death for a moment, but then shook his head, clearing his mind. "A dance? That, we shall. Let's hope you can keep up with the tempo." Another grin, and the tom raced off, hoping Havoccrypt was at his tail. ----------------------- Pyre stalked steathily at the edge of the battlefield, his pale blue eyes flickering just in the shade of a willow tree. As much as he enjoyed bloodshed, he'd rather not be contained in a sea of writing masses of fighting cats. Instead, the deer-pelted tom picked off a few lone cats, and others that were foolish enough to challenge him. He wanted to thin out the numbers, giving himself more room to maneuver; it would be ideal when taking on a decent opponent. ------------------------ A loud screech was all the warning that her opponent was given before Skywhisker would drop onto them, claws digging into flesh. The ex-alley cat's fighting style was different from the other clanners. She was much more unpredictable, fighting dirty, using whatever was present to aid her. It was something that, living in the alleys, could easily determine the outcome of a fight. Swinging at paw at the rogue in front of her, Skywhisker was able to daze him for a moment, just to whip around quickly and score a slash right across another's flank. Yellow eyes gleaming brightly, she continued. Two rogues at once? No problem.
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Apr 18, 2009 1:32:45 GMT -5
Post by *Sinister*Dreams* on Apr 18, 2009 1:32:45 GMT -5
Depthvision narrowed hey eyes, reminding herself to thank Havoccrypt later when times were better. She shook herself of her slight pain and looked at Aceslash and his brother.
"Don't forget about Renegade's Henchmen. Stagfire and Scorpius are a force to be reckoned with."
She hesitated, running off after them.
"Oh alright alright, geeze be in a hurry or something. I'll cover Stagfire and you two do whatever."
In her head, she may as well already be praying for StarClan. Scorpius, across the clearing from the pair of toms and their clever follower, stood besides his master with gleaming green eyes. His claws smashed into every clan cat he set foot on, reinforced with poison stolen from the magpie trader. His battle skill was unique, though to a clan cat's standards not the strongest or even fastest. However it was his cunning and clever mind backed by his poison tipped claws that gave him leeway above the rest. Each cat he touched and forced away became unconscious for the remainder of battle, due to the imminent toxins he penetrated them with. Sadly, the clan cats knew the antidote to his poisons when Aristleanna gave it to them upon her discovery of stolen artifacts. It was to be assumed Scorpius was more act than talent, yet those who did not know the antipoison properties of marigold and lambs foot.
Knowing of his poison and the location of an antidote, Depthvision prepared herself to run for it. It would be best for the others to get in a straight hit, yet Scorpius stood , knocking out cats right and left.
"There's something I have to do!"
Depthvision raced off, her legs speeding into the medicine cats den past the guards as she sniffed uncetainly for marigold. Crushing them it in her mouth, she ran back to the battle, prepared. Accuracy was of utmost importance. Mouth full, she tried to explain her ploy.
"Havoccrypt, Aceslash, Scorpius's claws are enforced with poison. I've seen how it works but the antidote to it is in my mouth. If we can get the paste on his claws his poison will be ineffective."
She explained, at the ready. Meanwhile, Scorpius's black pelt shown dark besides Renegade's, teeth and claws crushing the spine of his current victim. Pulling out one of it's bones, he spat it on the ground, daring cats to come closer.
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Apr 18, 2009 9:59:25 GMT -5
Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 18, 2009 9:59:25 GMT -5
"Nobody said saving lives, quite literally, was easy." Shaking his head, Havoccypt drew a breath, and then raced after Aceslash, eyes gleaming once more with the fire that often lead him to be defiant. Already he could see the rogue leader, and he just lengthed his strides. There was no fear in the two toms as they raced toward a cat who could easily kill them in one blow. Havoccrypt at least, was beyond that fear.
As Depthvision followed them though, suprised flickered in the tom's eyes. She was a bit away, the two brothers were the fastest, if not close, cats in the camp. She spoke words of truth though, as he examined the two strange cats. Drawing his teeth back though, Havoccypt only had eyes for Renegade. It was not because of what he was doing, it was because of what he had done. It was as simple as that. Running beside his brother, he questioned him with his eyes.
Who was going to take Scorpius, and who was going after Renegade?
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Apr 18, 2009 17:34:04 GMT -5
Post by Destiny on Apr 18, 2009 17:34:04 GMT -5
((This is, quite literally, a list of MT awarded, as Marrow isn't doing it for a while. Sorry about the lateness. I will post in context next time.
Moss: 5 Sacrifice: 15 Destiny: 15 LW: 20 Sacri: 10 LW: 5 Sacri: 20 Dream: 10 Destiny: 5 Dream: 5 (I admit, that was my fault) Sacri: 20 Dream: 10 Sacri: 20 Dream: 15 Sacri: 15 Dream: 10 Sacri: 10 Dream: 15 Sacri: 25 Moss: 5 Dream: 10 Sacri: 10 Hawkie: 5 Sacri: 20 Hawkie: 15 Dream: 25 Sacri: 10
My MT was awarded by Sacrifice. ))
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Apr 18, 2009 17:37:20 GMT -5
Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 18, 2009 17:37:20 GMT -5
15 and 5 for you Dest. =)
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Apr 18, 2009 18:12:32 GMT -5
Post by Destiny on Apr 18, 2009 18:12:32 GMT -5
Destiniespaw was losing. Badly. She hadn't noticed, but Divinepaw had been training intensly under Goldstar's command, and had built up a wall of muscle beneath her fur, unnoticable to her self-conceited sister. She was also a ferocious fighter, running rings around Destiniespaw. Once more, she threw herself at the larger Destiniespaw, and was going for a bite to the shoulder when...
Wham!
A blow to her head knocked her down, leaving lights dancing in her eyes as the shaded she-cat sprawled on the floor. Her face was a bemused mask as the lights faded, and the ringing in her ears faded as she pushed herself to her paws in time to hear her sister.
"Sacrifice. What a pleasure... And with great timing, too." Sacrifice! The rogue's reputation went before him. Laid-back, calm...looking. Beneath that, who knew what was going on? The tom's blows looked gentle from an outsider's view, however Divinepaw, on the recieving end, knew it was otherwise. She was only just recovered enough to hiss a wordless threat to him, low in her stance.
Before he struck again. This time, deadly claws opened up a gash on her chest, blood showing up dark on her deep gray chest-fur. She gave a gasp of surprise as she sank to her knees, pain overwhelving her for a moment before she struggled up once again.
"Back for more, kittypet?" Destiniespaw taunted from her position next to Sacrifice.
"Coward. Hide behind the big tom." Forgedpaw darted forward and snatched her by the scruff, dragging her out. "You couldn't face your sister on your own."
"No, I can't." she spat back, still half-hanging from his jaws. "It takes a smart cat to realise that. Now let me go or I'll set Sacrifice on you!" her plaintive tone was irritating, and the way she spoke was as if she had known him all along, and as though the white and red tom owed her.
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Renegade killed effortlessly, cats from both clans falling at his claws. His wounds, although few, were marks of lucky blows, the culprits coming to messy ends. After a while, he extracted himself to go and stand with a group of his followers, observing for a moment. Scorpius seemed to be doing well, many cats backing off after just a scratch and dying later, no further marks on their bodies. A visit was in order, so he stalked over, taking care of another Clanner as he went past.
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Apr 18, 2009 18:22:21 GMT -5
Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 18, 2009 18:22:21 GMT -5
(15.)
"You seemed to be struggling." Dark amusment glittered in his blood colored orbs as he watched the clan apprentice hiss at him. Flicking his tail, he basically told her to bring it. It didn't matter if she had been trained by Goldstar, Sacrifice had not only been fighting longer then her, he played dirty, and wasn't afraid to kill, as the last battle had shown where he had slewn both Birdflight and Amberchase in one fast move. Even as you looked at him, the very stance of a predator was in him, his body low to the ground as well, claws unsheathed. It was only his expression that wasn't showing aggression, being faintly amused at the two younger cat's antics. This was why he enjoyed battle so much, and the whole reason he had decided to lend the apprentice a paw. He loved seeing quarrels, even if they were only word fights.
Now though, it seemed the apprentice was getting a bit full of herself. Just the way she spoke began to irritate the tom, his pelt starting to bristle at the one he had just saved. "You do not command me." His voice was low, deadly, and sure. He might have saved her, but there was no way that he would be ordered by a cat other then Renegade. Tail twitching, scarlet eyes focused on the two cats before him, the large tom may have been in a good mood, but he was still a rogue of Renegade. They better make sure that they still remembered that.
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Apr 18, 2009 18:26:40 GMT -5
Post by *Sinister*Dreams* on Apr 18, 2009 18:26:40 GMT -5
Goldstar snarled, vicious as he dashed over to Devinepaw and stood protectively next to her. His apprentices were all like children to him, more so than the rest of his clan. He growled at Sacrifice.
"You will not touch her. Not while I'm here, mange rat!"
His hackles raised, he stood at her deffense, eyes softening as he looked at her. She was strong...She could take her sister. His golden gaze caught sight of Renegade, headed to meet Havoccrypt and Aceslash head on. But.... Depthvision was following them! The leaders loyalty torn, he continued his stance at the apprentices side. Depthvision was a warrior now, and disobedient as Havoccrypt, she could take care of herself. He'd have to trust them. All of them...
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Apr 19, 2009 1:01:09 GMT -5
Post by H-a-w-k-i-e on Apr 19, 2009 1:01:09 GMT -5
Golden orbs narrowing, Aceslash observed Scorpius briefly, a little detached and calculating. He, unlike Havoccrypt, took a bit more of a cautious approach, though not by too much. The gray tom nodded a single time in the black rogue's direction, then glanced at his brother. He'd deal with the henchman first, to lower the chance of distraction and interference. Aceslash looked at Depthvision, gaze steady and calm now. "If I attack him, do you think you could get the antidote on his claws?" Hopefully before he claws any of us, he added to himself. No doubt the rogues fought dirty. If you can't beat 'em...join 'em. It didn't seem like normal fighting was going to give them too much of an advantage anyways. ------------------------------------------------------------ "Two against one just doesn't seem fair, O noble Goldstar." Came Pyre's smug, smooth voice. The brown tom came up beside Sacrifice, nodding in acknowledgement. He just couldn't miss out on an opportunity to pick a fight with a clan leader. It would be good practice for when they raided Mapleclan, after all. Smirking, he met the leader's gaze steadily, a mocking amusement in their pale depths.
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Apr 19, 2009 4:43:58 GMT -5
Post by Destiny on Apr 19, 2009 4:43:58 GMT -5
((Sacri, 10, Dream, 10, Hawkie, 10.))
Divinepaw grinned weakly up at her mentor. The blood flowing from her chest had already slowed, and was clotting around the edges. Soon enough, it would be a big, ugly scab. Which was always better than a bleeding wound. Destiniespaw wrenched herself from Forgedpaw's grasp and turned to face Sacrifice, confusion on her face. "I never said I did. I merely asked you to hel-" The "coward" of the group had attacked her. Falteringpaw's face was a mask of grim determination as he clawed her, and bit her, and pummeled her with all his might. Moons of torture had finally erupted from him, and he was bringing it all back to her. Destniespaw, the one who had made him afraid in his own home. Destiniespaw, the one who had forced Divinepaw to remain mute to all but Goldstar. Destniespaw, who had betrayed them all once before, running off, presumably to the canyon. And now, the tom was getting his revenge. So fast and hard was his attack that Destiniespaw was sent tumbling to the ground where she was beset upon again. But he nipped and twisted, keeping out of the way of her flailing paws until she was completely overwhelmed. With a screech of rage, the she-cat flipped herself upright and raced off through the camp entrance, a resounding splash indicating her flight. The panting Falteringpaw returned to his brother and sister, giving her wound the once-over before helping her to her paws. He and Forgedpaw stood protectively each side of her and simply stood, watching the two rogues keenly.
xXx
Over in the thick of the battle, Dawnstar was lashing out and whipping around like lightening, rogues fleeing in her midst. Seein the carnage, she yowled with all her might. "Remember, an honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his battles -" she was cut off as a wiry she-cat leapt onto her back. Using one of the oldest tricks in the book, she jumped and landed on her back, landing on the rogue. "-unless they are outside of the warrior code, or it is necessary in self-defence." she concluded in a growl. "Would you say you're outside of the code, rogue?" The rogue only hissed in rage and attempted to claw her throat. "Very well, then." Moving faster than the rogue's claws, Dawnstar dodged in and dispatched the cat quickly, weaving out of the thresh and leaping immediately on a large rogue who was threatening an apprentice.
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Apr 19, 2009 14:56:18 GMT -5
Post by » Sacrifice on Apr 19, 2009 14:56:18 GMT -5
(10)
Grinning a dark smile, Havoccrypt nodded simply back, before speeding up, and seeming to just fade away. He was going to fight Renegade and just hope that Depthvision and Aceslash could cover him for the henchmen. Renegade was easy to find though, in fact, he was basically coming toward them, although he didn't know it. With silence and just pure luck on his tail, Havoccrypt's light eyes narrowed, and he surged forward, aiming for Renegade. With a giant leap, he had worked his way behind the rogue ruler, the black tom leapt onto the other's back, claws not digging deep, but still slicing into whatever he could grab. He wasn't going to get an anchor hold here, not when being rolled over would kill him. "Why, hello Renegade." Smooth, yet deadly, the dark colored cat was only seen by the faint glimmer in his eyes as he prepared to dance with death. He had kept up last time, would he be so lucky this?
Only time would tell...
>><<
Grinning ever so slightly as Pyre arrived, the tom dipped his head toward the other cat. Pyre was basically Renegade's second, but it was not that why Sacrifice had reason to respect the other tom. Rather, it was the way he had seen the other tom fight, sure and quick. He was a lethal fighter, like all the rogues who were with Renegade. Should Goldstar be foolish enough to try and fight both cats, he would find what being under Renegade taught one. Smirking ever so slightly, crimson eyes flashing over to the apprentices, he made it clear he had no interest in them, or their fallen friend. "Quite cowardly." Sacrifice remarked, it being obvious what he thought of the leader. After all, in the PewterClan battle, Goldstar had not won any respect. He had fled from the battle, taking whatever dignity he had left with him.
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