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 One wrong move (closed)

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Characters : Harepaw/Spottedpaw/Dawnkit/Frozenkit
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Sagittarius Tiger
Number of posts : 7120
Age : 20
Clan/Rank : ThunderClan apprentice/SkyClan apprentice/Exile kit/WindClan kit

PostSubject: One wrong move (closed)   Sun Nov 25, 2018 10:50 pm

Spottedpaw's deep amber eyes narrowed as he sized up his prey from a distance. The dumb squirrel was just sitting on its branch, gnawing on a couple of seeds it had just scavenged from the forest floor below. A cold breeze ruffled his pelt and reminded him that leafbare was coming and prey would be scarce soon. This was precisely why the ginger tom was out hunting. He was alone, even, having left camp just before dawn and started his illicit hunt when the first light shone weakly through the woods. He was too old to be a 'paw anymore. Spottedpaw had to prove himself worthy to receive his name after a bout of greencough kept him from training and participating in the war; Condorshade would be disappointed.

His claws gripped the bark of the branch he was balancing on even tighter. This squirrel, and as many more as he could catch this morning, would earn him his warrior name. He just knew it, as surely as he could feel the cold air through his pelt as he launched himself at his unsuspecting target. The squirrel turned suddenly, but too late--Spottedpaw's outstretched claws met its throat and silenced its frightened squeak with a crunch. His attention was drawn entirely to the enticing smell of its blood, and unfortunately, he hadn't yet calculated for the landing from such a high tree. The SkyClan apprentice met the ground with his left forepaw first, rolling it painfully inward and following suit with the rest of his bulk. The squirrel landed, lifeless, next to him. Spottedpaw sat up in a daze, entirely unaware that he'd launched himself into ThunderClan territory, several foxlengths from the border line. How embarrassing.

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Harepaw || Tom || Apprentice of ThunderClan || #006633
Spottedpaw || Tom || Apprentice of SkyClan || #cc9966
Dawnkit || She-kit || Exile kit || RosyBrown
Frozenkit || She-kit || WindClan kit || DimGray


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Characters : Grey was here, Starlord is a huge baby. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk
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Cancer Buffalo
Number of posts : 3433
Age : 21

PostSubject: Re: One wrong move (closed)   Tue Nov 27, 2018 10:08 pm

As much as he enjoyed the companionship of kin and clanmates, the muscular tom also found solace in the silence of the forest. The occasional chirping of a bird, rustling of leaves, scuffling of rodents... it was merely welcoming background noise. A cold breeze ruffled his medium-length, sandy tabby coat making him look even slightly larger than normal. The scars that marred his face seemed to be put on display as the fur of his cheek and maw was slicked back. There seemed to be a memory of stinging from the bitter cold. His green eyes closed shut for a moment and he sucked in a deep breath, allowing the icy wind to sting the back of his throat. It stuck there and he stopped. Whether it was akin to the dryness that had become a constant on his tongue since the sight of Birdflight or not, the memory of the sightless socket-sockets-flashed through his mind.

Despite the reassurance, the knowledge, that the former Shadowclan apprentice's injury was merely a small part in the duty he played as a warrior, it had quickly become something he could not shake. One of his clanmate's now bore the same horrific wound his own claws had caused. Beartooth saw firstpaw what he had caused, the extent of the damage he was capable of. One massive paw raised and his forest green eyes studied it intently. Never before had he considered how strange they looked in comparison to a normal paw, how peculiar, how grotesque. For one who rarely thought over things, he found himself plagued with thoughts of the former events and his part in all of them. There was a tightening in his chest. The warrior tried to swallow the lump of ice in his throat. He wanted to scratch at his face, his throat, to rid himself of the sensation. But before he could even twitch a muscle, something smacked the side of his face.

Instantly the smell of blood overwhelmed his senses. Squirrel was next. He blinked and finally put together the scene before him. A dead squirrel had fallen from the tree. Thump! Not seconds later the form of a cat thudded against the ground well within the confines of Thunderclan territory. Beartooth was not the best at scenting but immediately he picked up the smell of Skyclan. Immediately instincts kicked in and his fur bristled. Claws, already unsheathed from his examination moments earlier, Beartooth was ready to spring. He was on top of Spottedpaw without any hesitation and easily pinned him to the ground underneath the weight of his bulk. Blood thudded in his ears as the adrenaline began to pump through his veins and drive the fight that began to flood through him. The inherent need to protect kin and clan overwhelmed him as he snarled, "You're not welcome here, Skyclanner. There are enough trees in your own territory, squirrelheart."

Beartooth used Leap and Hold on Spottedpaw, dealing 8 damage and using 10 stamina. Spottedpaw is pinned for 1 turn.

Beartooth
HP: 40/40
SP: 120/120

Spottedpaw
HP: 12/20
SP: 80/80

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Starlord Loner / Standard Rogue / Tom / color=#cc0000
Sparkpaw of Riverclan / Apprentice / Tom / color=#cc9900
Beartooth of Thunderclan / Young Warrior / Tom / color=#669900
Burntkit of the Exiles / Kit / Tom / color=#990000
Brookclover of Windclan / Newly Appointed Warrior / She-Cat / color=#330099

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Pisces Dog
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PostSubject: Re: One wrong move (closed)   Tue Nov 27, 2018 10:08 pm

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PostSubject: Re: One wrong move (closed)   Tue Nov 27, 2018 10:29 pm

Spottedpaw's senses came back to him far too late. Suddenly, he was pinned by the biggest, most brutish cat he'd ever seen in his short life, with the oddest fangs and extra toes with claws to match. The small apprentice stared with his mouth hanging open, eyes open wide in a mixture of shock and fear. He didn't have a lot of time to waste, though, so when he finally regained his composure, he did his best to claw and kick at is opponent. It was unfortunate that this enemy was so heavy and muscular, though, because he couldn't get a single good hit in while he was struggling against the forest floor. 'I didn't know, I swear to StarClan that I didn't know! He screamed in his head, but the only sounds coming out of his mouth were grunts and gasps of effort.

Spottedpaw is no longer pinned.

Spottedpaw:
HP: 12/20
SP: 80/80

Beartooth:
HP: 40/40
SP: 110/120

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Harepaw || Tom || Apprentice of ThunderClan || #006633
Spottedpaw || Tom || Apprentice of SkyClan || #cc9966
Dawnkit || She-kit || Exile kit || RosyBrown
Frozenkit || She-kit || WindClan kit || DimGray


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Cancer Buffalo
Number of posts : 3433
Age : 21

PostSubject: Re: One wrong move (closed)   Mon Dec 03, 2018 12:40 am

The Thunderclan intruder flailed underneath him, claws tearing away at the soft fur of his underbelly. There was minimal damage done from the younger cat's position but the struggle was infuriating and eventually, Beartooth stepped away. There was more fight to be had but a different approach would be better than continuing what had been happening. Sunlight glinted off of the warrior's fangs as they were further revealed by the drawing back of his lips in a snarl. Without hesitating, he lashed back out with claws extended. The wild blow connected with Spottedpaw's ear, tearing through the soft cartilage with several sharpened claws. Blood immediately stained his claws and was flung across the apprentice's coat and the forest floor. It hung in shredded ribbons, a mere memory of an ear. Fur stuck to the warrior's claws, stuck by the precious blood that had been spilled.

At the sight of the carnage, Beartooth stopped for a moment. The memory of Aspenpaw, Birdflight, was fresh in his mind. It stopped him. And for once in battle, there was hesitation. He swallowed, the picture of Ridgepaw or Harepaw with their ears in shreds. This was the damage, the horror, caused by the tom's massive paws. Although he was not one for much thought, this had built up within him for moons. 'You're not worthy of being a Clan cat. Look at you! Seven claws and those stupid fangs.' For some reason, the edges of his memory had decided to dredge up the voice of Beepaw. His stance faltered. As the words bounced around in his conscious, the bulky tabby took a step back. He closed his eyes to steady himself as he took in a sharp breath of cold air. Where the vicious predator had once stood was now an unsteady mass of a cat. He still looked as fearsome as before but internally the tom was far from that. He was lost, confused, overwhelmed.

Finally, the bloodied paw slammed against the ground in a willful attempt to gather the recesses of his mind. Thoughts of his atrocities would wait until after the clan was defended. With another inhale, Beartooth forced steel into his eyes, "Get out! Now!" He rarely rose his voice or lost his temper. The adrenaline could pound through his veins and the tom would still be just as focused on his mission. But now as he struggled for control over the dark thoughts that had decided to surface at the most opportune time, his voice barely raised as he barked out the commands to the intruder. All he wanted was for this cat to be gone, back in Skyclan territory where he belonged. All he wanted was for the conflict within him to die away underneath the idea the images that haunted him were a mere part of being a warrior and not something that specifically had to do with what he was. Another look at Spottedpaw's ear caused the warrior's stomach to churn. This just needed to end.

Beartooth used Front Paw Strike on Spottedpaw, dealing 8 damage and using 10 stamina.

Beartooth
HP: 40/40
SP: 100/120

Spottedpaw
HP: 4/20
SP: 80/80

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Starlord Loner / Standard Rogue / Tom / color=#cc0000
Sparkpaw of Riverclan / Apprentice / Tom / color=#cc9900
Beartooth of Thunderclan / Young Warrior / Tom / color=#669900
Burntkit of the Exiles / Kit / Tom / color=#990000
Brookclover of Windclan / Newly Appointed Warrior / She-Cat / color=#330099

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PostSubject: Re: One wrong move (closed)   Thu Dec 06, 2018 9:55 am

The spotted tabby rolled away as soon as he was able, mind completely in a panic and still processing what was happening. He only barely got to his paws when the large warrior lunged at him again, and Spottedpaw jerked back and shut his eyes instinctively. Searing hot pain shot through his ear and spread throughout his body, and he shrieked in pain and horror when he realized the wet sensation across his face and shoulder was his own blood. His wide, amber eyes stared up at his attacker as he crouched, tail tucked, and backed slowly away. What was wrong with this cat?! Even he seemed unnerved by his own actions. Spottedpaw flinched when the other tom snarled at him, and he quickly followed orders. He turned his back completely to Beartooth, shooting off towards SkyClan territory with a severe limp in his left forepaw. He was in intense pain, but his fear was greater.

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Harepaw || Tom || Apprentice of ThunderClan || #006633
Spottedpaw || Tom || Apprentice of SkyClan || #cc9966
Dawnkit || She-kit || Exile kit || RosyBrown
Frozenkit || She-kit || WindClan kit || DimGray


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