The Winds of Winter [PLOT FINALE]

The powerful blows of his enemy were shocking, especially for such a young cat. Bearpaw had fought a warrior before and walked away with few scratched. But, already he could feel his strength beginning to fail. That only fueled him on. Letting out a guttural snarl, the apprentice regained his footing to face the opponent. Before any motion to attack could be made there was a flash of white fur that was followed up with a snarky voice. Relief flooded him for a moment, as much as he could process it in his adrenaline-fueled state. Gladepaw was still standing and seemingly in good shape. Time allowed for little more than a brief nod of his head.

He barely had time to glance at the Thunderclan leader aiding their efforts and his paws thudded against the ground and he cleared the short distance between him and Darkpaw. As he raced past, Bearpaw's massive forepaw flashed its several paws and sliced at the stomach of Lichenmask's follower. Even if he was going to be taken down, the tom would not go down without a fight. Usually, he did not find pleasure in tearing into the flesh of another, viewing it merely as his duty with no emotional obligation, but seeing the drops of scarlet that fell from his claws shot a sense of satisfaction through his mind. It would help to weaken Darkpaw. And even if he fell, Leopardstar and Gladepaw would be able to finish the work. But, for now, all he could do was attempt to protect the cats that fought at his side in the only way he knew how.

Bearpaw used belly rake on Darkpaw, dealing 7 damage and costing 10 stamina.

Leopardstar:
100/120 HP
235/300 SP

Darkpaw:
37/100 HP
240/280 SP

Gladepaw:
20/20 HP
70/80 SP

Bearpaw
3/20 HP
50/80 SP

Flamewish hissed. "You're pretty strong, for such traitorous scum. And they say I'm bad." She snarled. The fire roared. Cats were dropping all over the place. Adrenaline and anger filled the air.

Flamewish used Belly Rake on Hillfire, dealing 10 damage and using 10 stamina!

Hillfire:
62/100
240/280

Flamewish:
21/45
140/160

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Firepaw ran towards a cat that seemed pretty young. "You've made the wrong choice to come here."

Firepaw used Belly Rake on Fallowpaw, using 10 stamina and dealing 7 damage!

Fallowpaw:
7/100
260/280

Firepaw:
20/20
60/80

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Sparkpaw glanced at Orchidpaw. The rogue, she guessed, couldn't take it. Weakling. "I think it's time to split up." She touched her forehead to his. "Take care of yourself out there... please." She somberly nuzzled him. "I love you. Stay alive, dearest." She turned and ran off, clawing at the belly of a white she-cat.

Sparkpaw used Belly Rake on Snowdrop, using 10 stamina and dealing 7 damage!

Sparkpaw:
20/20
60/80

Snowdrop:
42/100
250/280

After taking down the rogue she-cat, Nightstorm nodded at the two apprentices before dashing back off into the crowd, searching for anyone else who seemed to neep help.  He caught sight of the pale-peach pelt of Firflower, along with an unknown gray tabby ThunderClanner fighting one of the Exiles, a fluffy white she-cat.  With well-trained agility, the wiry tom dashed forward and slid underneath the snowy she-cat, raking his claws against her belly before backing out and crouching down alongside his clanmate, shooting the younger molly an encouraging smile

Nightstorm used Half-Turn Belly Rake on Snowdrop, dealing 11 damage and costing 20 stamina

Nightstorm:
34/45 HP
115/160 SP

Snowdrop:
HP: 53/100
SP: 250/280

Firflower:
HP: 40/40
SP: 95/130

Swoopnose:
46/80
200/240

After his first opponent fell, Sparkpaw darted away to search for another cat to defeat. His paws
were swift over the ground as he glanced around wildly. The chaos of battle only left him more
and more directionless. It was still surreal that he had managed to help fall one of the strange
enemy cats. With a blink of his light green gaze, a thought came to him. Where was
Jaystar? After the initial madness when the fighting broke out, the highrock had been
seemingly engulfed in flames, the apprentice had lost sight of his leader. In a frantic attempt to
search for Riverclan's leader, Sparkpaw raced in the direction of the smoldering fire. But he was
stopped short by the squall of other fellow Riverclan cats.
Conflict stopped him short. There was panic as he realized it was Jaystar was pinned by the cat
who had seemingly tampered with the natural order of the sky. Relief as he noticed a brave
warrior leaping to the aid of one of his father figures. Without giving too much thought into it, the
young tom had made up his mind. With a wild yowl, the tom shot forward and slammed his head
straight into the former Riverclan cat's side. He had known of Hillfire yet barely remembered
who the tom was since he had been rather new to the clan by the time the exiles had been
banished. As his head collided with the tom's skull he could feel the pressure immediately send
him into a bit of a daze.
As Sparkpaw blinked a couple of times the other cats came into focus. He recognized
Flamewish and Icepaw with a bleary smile, "Let's take this traitor down!"
His voice rose up above the screeching nearest them before he regained his balance and
prepared for any counter attack. Ignorant to Icepaw's relation to their opponent, he grinned and
unsheathed his claws at the ready.
Sparkpaw used Run-and-Tackle on Hillfire dealing 6 (+3) damage and costing 10 stamina.
Sparkpaw
HP: 20/20
SP: 60/80
Icepaw
HP: 20/20
SP: 70/80
Hillfire
HP: 72/100
SP: 240/280
Flamewish
HP: 21/45
SP: 140/160

ooc: o gawd mobile fd the format

Blue eyes stared at where Shade had been. His threats went into her ears, lingered there like a poison as she realised with distinct clarity that they had failed, let Shade live and what was worse..

She had wanted to kill him. The reality of the emotions made her ill as she staggered a couple steps away from Gingerstripe as bile met the ground in a singular heave that made Dewshine's heart ache as much as the rest of her body.

"I was going to kill him." she whispered. Her voice lost in the cacophony of noise around them as her body shook with disgust at herself for thinking such thoughts. "Gingerstripe... H-how could I? " she turned to face her mate. Tears streaming down her face as she realised the battle wasn't over, but... How could she?

Dusty did an attacky on the Aspeoon. "rawr." she groweled through gritted teth.

Dustcloud used Rear-Up to Slash, dealing -17 HP and using -15 SP.

Dustcloud:
100/100 HP
250/280 SP

Aspenpaw:
61/95 HP
225/250 SP

Birdflight snarled at Aspenpaw's threats. She shook her head to clear the pain from her face. The warrior then reared up on her hind legs and proceeded to pummel the opponent's face with her unsheathed paws. The she-cat jumped back and spat at the exile. "My father is too strong to go down by your weak paws! You may not even have the chance to face him when we're done with you!"
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Birdflight used Upright Front Paws, dealing 16 damage and using 20 sp.

Birdflight:
76/100
260/280

Aspenpaw:
33/95
205/250

Dustcloud:
100/100
250/280

Pigeonstorm:
60/60 HP
180/200 SP
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Swiftstep spat and attempted to regain a stable vision after Stonepaw had taken a hold of his scruff and then began to shake him. The tom soon blinked away his dizziness and slowly got up onto his paws. Stonepaw was not going to win this!

Swiftstep is no longer stunned!
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Crowfur felt tears welling up in his eyes. His heart ached hearing his daughter speak like that about her clan and family. It was even more painful hearing that she was a mother to kits. The tom had finally found the strength to stand up. He was now facing Brushgaze.
Crowfur is no longer stunned!
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OOC: I want Darkboi dead ^^

IC: Darkpaw snarled when a third cat came over and attacked him. This wasn't going to end how he hoped. However, he was ready to leave more of his marks. The tom faced Bearpaw once more and smaked a sheathed paw across his head, draining whatever energy Bearpaw had left. He then faced Gladepaw with wild blue eyes.
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Darkpaw used Front Paw Blow, dealing 12 damage and using 5 sp.

Darkpaw:
37/100
235/280

Bearpaw:
K.O.

Leopardstar:
100/120
235/300

Gladepaw:
20/20
70/80

Gingerstripe was still staring at the place where Shade had been, full of despair and anger at himself, when he saw his mate shaking out of the corner of his eye. Immediately alarmed, he turned to her. Had that fox-heart hurt her? Did she need help? Should he go get Goldeneye from wherever she was? But no, there wasn't a single scratch on her pelt. Thank goodness that rogue hadn't hurt anyone else he loved. However, his heart sank at Dewshine's words. His beautiful, kind mate.... With no more thought to the scratches on his face, the tom moved in immediately, drawing his mate close and twining his tail with hers. "Oh, Dewshine..." he whispered, voice hoarse but consoling, pressing his face into her fur. "You're not a bad cat. You're the best cat in this entire forest. That rogue doesn't deserve to live, not after all the cats he's killed or threatened. He's not even sane anymore... killing him would be a mercy. You are a good cat. Nothing you ever do will change that... okay?"

Squirrelnose wrote:

OOC: I'm not sure how much of this is accurate, because the spreadsheet and people's posts have different numbers.

Grateful for Scorchclaw and the ThunderClan apprentice's assistance, Nutfur kept attacking the former WindClanner with an uncharacteristic ferocity. Rearing up on her hind legs, she slashed at the tom's muzzle, feeling blood and fur gather undeneath her claws. Usually, she would hate this. But that feeling was dulled by knowing that she was doing the right thing.

Nutfur used Rear-Up to Slash on Thornleap, dealing 17 damage and costing 15 stamina.


Nutfur:
76/100
220/280


Thornleap:
44/100
255/280
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Swoopnose growled at Snowdrop, showing his teeth. Something inside him whispered that it was wrong to harm his former clanmate, but he was too lost in the adrenaline of the fight to do anything about that. Besides, this was a traitor he was fighting, and she deserved to die. Rising up onto his hind legs, he hit her head as hard as he could with his paws. 

Swoopnose used Upright Front Paws on Snowdrop, dealing 15 damage and costing 20 stamina.


Swoopnose:
46/80
200/240


Snowdrop:
59/100
250/280
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OOC: On the sheet it says it's my turn to post as Hillfire, but his stats aren't updated since my last post, and neither of his opponents have posted since then. I'm just going to paste exactly what I wrote last time here. Also, Flame or Ice feel free to kill him once he gets lower.

Hillfire was about to attack the apprentice that just attacked him but the realized it was his son. Oh no. Instead he kept attacking Flamewish.


Hillfire used Duck-and-Twist on Flamewish, dealing 8 damage and costing 25 stamina.


Hillfire:
72/100
240/280


Flamewish:
21/45
140/160

Please make an effort to read battle posts, at the very least the ones that you are involved in. The spreadsheet is not always 100% updated, so you need to be sure to read over your ally's posts as well as your opponents to be sure that your information is correct. Nutfur attacked Thornleap again out-of-turn.

Your opponent must post with their character before you can attack again, please keep this in mind while posting. Please edit accordingly.

Beetlemask hissed at the sudden rise of cats showing up but he had to finish the job. With one final blow, he attacked Pricklepaw, who was way too injured by his claws to continue. "Come on, guys! Who's next!?" He mewed, defiant.

Beetlemask used Front Paw Strike, dealing 14 damage and costing 10 stamina

Beetlemask
40/100 HP
255/280 SP

Pricklepaw
KO'd

Marshstorm
100/100 HP
255/280 SP

Ravenflight
60/60 HP
190/200 SP

Aspenpaw let out a gravelly hiss as he felt two sets of claws score down his flanks, the dark gray WindClan warrior a new addition he was not at all pleased to see.  He spun around to attack, scarred eye socket eerily textured compared to his shiny tabby fur, but just as he had raised his claws toward the other two warriors the calico she-cat had gotten up and was pummeling his face, leaving cuts above his remaining eye and on his lip that dripped blood down his enraged face.  His slender tail lashing with a tree branch in harsh winds, he fixed his only eye on her as she spoke, realizing at that moment how much of a handicap he had.  Curse that apprentice, I hope he rots in the Dark Forest!  

In this whirlwind of painful chaos though, he finally heard something that managed to spark his interest...and an immense wave of pleasure.

The tom's bloodied face slowly transformed into a maliciously excited grin as the true realizations of this news came upon him, and as a crack of thunder sounded from the stormy sky above, the insane tom leaped upon the warrior, pinning her on her back so that her face was forced to look at his own.  The blazing hue of the fire mixed with the crimson light cast from the eclipsed sun, seeming to feed him with unbearable confidence and satisfaction.  Still grinning in that disturbing half-faced way, the exile bent down so that he and Birdflight were almost nose-to-nose, and spoke in a voice shaking with utmost exhilaration.

"Ohhh...Leopardstar is your father, what a happy coincidence!  You see, I've become quite...acquainted with one of your filthy clanmates, that one with seven claws...wanna bet how I got this scar?"  Tilting his head, he showed her way too closely the horribly damaged side of his face, before whispering "Seven scars...seven claws, tearing through my skin and muscle, casting away an essential body part, which I never knew how much I needed until it was gone..."  His voice was quickly becoming much more high-pitched, like an excited kit that couldn't wait any longer to know what their surprise was.  His eye was open so wide the white ring was clearly visible, and though blood began to drip into it he did not blink.  He had waited for a moment like this for so many moons...

"I hope dear daddy has more sympathy for you than he did for me...I wouldn't expect it though.  How can a filthy rogue like him possibly have a heart?"

For a heartbeat, ivory claws glinted threateningly in the dark light...before sinking into the delicate flesh of Birdflight's right eye socket.

It happened so fast; in the end, the calico warrior lay sprawled on the ground, dark red blood spilling relentlessly from where her eye used to be, and Aspenpaw stood above her, releasing bouts of terrible laughter that send chills down every spine.  His paw soaked in blood and streams dripping down his face, he turned back to the other two cats, fixing them with a deranged glare strong enough to sear stone.

"You're next."

Aspenpaw used Front paw strike on Birdflight, dealing 14 damage and costing 10 stamina

Aspenpaw:
33/95
195/250

Birdflight:
62/100
260/280

Dustcloud:
100/100
250/280

Pigeonstorm:
60/60 HP
180/200 SP

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Leopardstar yowled furiously as Bearpaw was knocked to the ground, but didn't take his eyes off of the exile.  Dashing for one of the nearby oaks, he launched himself off of the sturdy trunk and straight towards Darkpaw, tackling him to the ground.

Leopardstar used Tree Spring on Darkpaw, dealing 17 damage and costing 10 stamina

Leopardstar:
100/120
225/300

Darkpaw:
20/100
235/280

Gladepaw:
20/20
70/80

Barleytuft found another cat fighting at his and Swiftstep's sides; the sandy tom nodded gratefully as the apprentice lunged, sending the Exile sprawling. Quicker than Barleytuft could have thought possible - and he was a WindClan cat - his opponent was already on his paws and lunging for Swiftstep. Barleytuft watched in horror as his former mentor was shaken like prey, and rage burned in his belly at the fox-heartedness of Lichenmask and Shade and all of their followers.

Swiftstep seemed to free himself and stumble shakily away just as Barleytuft let out a snarl of anger and leaped at Stonepaw, nimbly twisting to duck beneath the tom and scrabble fiercely with all his claws at Stonepaw's belly. Barleytuft felt a grim satisfaction as his enemy's blood spattered his own fur, claws scoring fiercely through his enemy's pelt. Then Barleytuft quickly rolled and leaped away from his opponent, back to the sides of his little temporary team.

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Lightstep nodded a greeting as another warrior - SkyClan's deputy, he recognized from Clans though he couldn't recall her name - joined him, and he backed off a bit to catch his breath and give the she-cat space to attack. Between him, Spiderfur, and now Mistyrain, Lightstep was surprised that the Exile still seemed so fast and full of energy - and anger! Spiderfur cut in again  the attack the enemy cat, and the RiverClan warrior felt a thrill of inspiration at how seamlessly all the Clans seemed to be working together against this threat.

However, Lightstep's attention was returned very sharply as Rockjaw broke free from his attackers and charged right for the newly appointed warrior. A sudden, jarring shock of pain went shooting through Lightstep's shoulder and he couldn't resist from letting out a yowl of pain as he went sprawling across the ground from the Exile's fearsome charge. The white warrior scrambled to his paws, gasping with pain as his foreleg thumped against the ground uselessly. Great StarClan, that hurts, he managed to think through the fog.

Anger coursed through him, and though the throbbing of his blood made his dislocated shoulder spark with pain Lightstep still let out a cry of rage as he reared up, lashing fiercely at the rogue with his one good set of claws.

Thornleap yelped as he was promptly buried in cats. Letting out a cry of fear and pain, the tom ducked and spun blindly, feeling cats moving all around him. Once the tom broke loose, he whirled around, chest heaving with exertion. Quickly, the large former warrior scanned the battlefield, watching as his comrades fell in battle- some dead, some finding a way to escape the deadly flames that were licking at the ground, a ravenous enemy to both clan cats and exiles alike.
Standing there in the darkness, Thornleap felt a faint prickle of fear. In that moment, the tom had realized something crucial: He had chosen the wrong side. They were outnumbered three to one in the best case. An, the pretty rogue she-cat, had just been bested in battle. Shade had sprinted howling from his opponents. Hillfire, one of his closest friends, was ducking and twisting around four different cats. Fallowpaw was also locked in battle with four opponents, fighting two Riverclanners, a Windclan she-cat named Mistpaw, and...

"Brindlestar!" The name tore out of his mouth before he had a chance to stop it, pulling and tugging at painful memories as it struggled to escape his chest.
Windclan... the moorland. Home. A warm feeling set his stomach alight, but his heart was clenched in an ice-cold embrace. He wouldn't be allowed to return there after the battle. He might never run through the tall grass again. The thought alone made his paws go numb.
He just wanted to go home.

The tom shook his head as a brown cat appeared, striking at him with unsheathed claws. Letting out a strangled squeal of pain, Thornleap lashed out at her, rearing onto his back paws and slashing at her face with reckless abandon. He wasn't fighting for justice anymore. He was fighting desperately to survive. Please, Starclan, let me survive this.

Thornleap used Rear-Up To Slash, dealing 17 damage and using 15 SP

Thornleap:
44/100
240/280

Nutfur:
59/100
220/280

Yinpaw:
20/20 HP
70/80 SP

Scorchclaw:
100/100 HP
270/280 SP

Mistpaw whipped away as her mother tore the apprentice from her grip, her face stinging something fierce as blood leaked into her eyes and open mouth. Mistpaw was stunned a bit, shock making her blood chill as she launched herself into the fray, taking her warrior training to heart she flung herself at Fallowpaw. Mistpaw moved so she did not crash into her battling partners, her paw slamming against her opponent's jaw and slamming her into the ground. "You will not win!" She snapped, looming menacingly over the she-cat as blood dripped from her chin.

"Rot in the dark forest."

Mistpaw used Whirlwind Rush on Fallowpaw, costing 7 damage and 15 stamina!

Fallowpaw:
0/100 HP
260/280 SP

Brindlestar:
104/120 HP
245/280 SP

Mistpaw:
5/20 HP
65/80 SP

Silverfang:
100/100 HP
255/280 SP

Firepaw:
20/20 HP
70/80 SP

Icepaw saw the hesitation in his father's eyes, watching him attack Flamewish instead of his flesh and blood. A loud growl came from the large pale tom as he saw an opening. He slid underneath Hillfire with haste, shredding the underbelly of his foe.

Icepaw used Belly Rake, dealing 7 damage and using 10 stamina.
Icepaw:
Hp: 20
Sp: 60

Hillfire:
Hp: 46
Sp: 265