*Warriors RP*Blood on Bones

Deathberry hissed. "You apparently don't know the meaning of names." she hissed, slicing her claws deep into the Medicine Cat's throat, and slicing the cat's muzzle wide open.


Scourge flung Nightlock off of him with his strong back legs. "Your lacking brains." he hissed, and sliced the Boneclan Warrior's neck half off. "Retreat, Bloodclan!" he yowled. Many remaining warriors ran back. While few lay dead. "Your lucky, Nightlock. You can keep the old borders, but trust me- we'll be back," he hissed.

~ BloodClan ~
Lucifur paced the camp, growling, her red fur shaking in anger. Scourge left her behind? In a battle? Could a cat not go to the Dirt Place anymore. Shashing a nearby kit, she retreated to the shadows. Resuming an eerie crouch, her face half coveree in shadows, she waited.

ooc: Guys! D:< Seriously! Wait for people! Now I don't know what's going on DX

IC: Willowpaw was totally there and totally gave cats strengthening herbs. She raced to the side of her mentor. "Ivy! Do you need anything?" she asked, seeing Ivy with blood dripping down her muzzle, almost covering the cat's face.

Ravenheart was totally fighting and totally killed some cats. He started walking towards Nightlock, rage still seething through his body as he walked to Nightlock's side. "What shall we do now?" he asked, blood covering his jet black paws, and only a small scratch on his left leg.

Nightlock shivered, eyes wide and pupils shrunk to the size of a pinhead. He shook, staring at the ground. He coughed blood, and dropped, shaking. "R..Retreat.." be breathed weakly, struggling to his paws and leaning against his brother for support.

Poison Ivy coughed, placing a paw on her neck.
"I came out to heal-" she paused to cough blood and take a breath, then resumed, "some warriors." she stopped to cough again. "Not shred you. Though I'd like to."
The red she-cat stood, slightly leaning against her younger sister, then followed with her back home.
"Hmm..Let's see. I might need herbs to stop the bleeding and pain. And maybe some to prevent infection. What could those be?" she said, turning her head to the smaller pale she-cat besides her.

Redclaw rushed the the battle scene and screeched she she saw Nightlock "Get me some cobwebs! NOW!" She hissed to Ravenheart as she took I've as a support for Nightlock.

Meanwhile in BloodClan, Red was the unfortunate kit that got slashed with Licifurs fury. It was only a cut on his shoulder so it wasn't serious. He saw Murky and slightly limped over to him "Hi Murky"

Scourge limped into camp, a bleeding scratch on his muzzle, and his back paw brutally torn off. "Willowpaw, help your mentor first, then start helping Shallow, she got badly cut by Deathberry." he said. He lept up onto the so-called, Deathrock, and called the clan. "Let all of Bloodclan gather beneath the Deathrock for a clan meeting!" he yowled.



Deathberry ran into camp, only a few wounds and scratches on her. Yes, she would need to re-arrange the pattern of spots on her back, but that would be later. she stopped to lick a shoulder which had a deep gash on it. "It will take forever till this heals. Oh! My beautiful black pelt!" she complained.

BloodClan: Red padded below Deathrock and looked up at Scourge with wondering eyes.

Poison Ivy watched Scourge until she was led by her sister into the cave like den crafted out of stone and bone, which was the medicine den.

Scourge looked around, waiting for everyone to gather, or just watch, he waited until Mallow was there. "Today, we are going to have an apprentice." he said, his eyes narrowing, "Mallow, step forward." he said, firmly


Deathberry layed down in the clearing, tired and worn out, normally, she would be full of energy, but not today, strangely.

OOC: Whos Mallow?

Lucifur slunk out of the shadows, eyes still glaring as she sat and waited.

Murky stepped from the shadows, glancing sideways at Red. She hadn't said anything to him when he had tried talking to her, mostly because she was to lost in thought and she didn't really care anything about the tom. Her eyes fixed on Scourge as she waited for him to go on.

Scourge cleared his throat, seeing as it was getting all funked up. "Murky, you have reached the age of 5 moons and it is time for you to be apprenticed. I will be your mentor, for only the reason that you show courage and strength, more than any other apprentice I know." He said. "I hope all Bloodclan ancestors look upon this cat and grant her the strength to train in return." he spoke. "Bloodclan welcomes you as a full apprentice." he finished. He lept down, and touched Murky's paw, as Bloodclan did.

Murky smiled to herself, she was now an apprentice! A little to late for her likes, but at least now she could fight. Her yellow eyes gazed up at Scourge, a dark gleam in her eyes. "I won't fail you, Scourge!" she purred, her tail flickering, her small claws digging into the ground sightly as she pictured herself fighting with BoneClan.

Willowpaw thought for a second, looking at her orange paw. "Maybe some cobweb? And... borage, maybe?" She tilted her head. She hadn't started too long ago, and memorizing everything was so hard.

Ravenheart quickly ducked, supporting his brother. "C'mon, brother." He gave him a brief, small smile as he walked with Nightlock to his den, laying him down gently.