Aquapaw, meet Mottlepaw

Aquapaw wandered through SkyClan territory making her way from her old camp to her new camp where she rightfully belonged when she smelled a SkyClan scent. I know this is SkyClan territory but it doesn't smell like a patrol she thought. I need to investigate. she followed the scent trail which lead her to an apprentice. "What are you doing here without the rest of your Clan?" She called out to the stranger.

Mottlepaw, a little upset they couldn't have their own camp, went to check it out, despite not getting approval from her mentor. Her ears perked at the other cat's words. "Checking out the area where my clan's supposed to be." She snapped, despite her usual kind nature. She wasn't in the mood for this.

Aquapaw felt a bit offended. "There's no need to be like that," she snapped back. "Anyway what's your name?" She asked slyly. She wanted to make sure that this cat knew who they were talking to.

Mottlepaw blinked. "I'm Mottlepaw. And? Who might you be?" She snapped again, feeling uncomfortable. This wasn't like her, but whatever. The she-cat was staring at Aquapaw, a frown on her face.

Aquapaw didn't want to mess around talking any longer. She stepped closer and mewed, "My names Aquapaw."

Mottlepaw blinked again, fur bristling. She was a little scared, no doubt. he attempted to back up, but knew it would be to no avail. "W-Well...? What do you w-want?" She said, trying to be intimidating.

"I want you to show me a little respect that's all," she replied. She knew she wanted more than that though.

Mottlepaw was now frightened. "W-Why... S-Should I...?" It came out more like a squeak than an intimidating remark, and her fur was on end.

OOC- I think it's a good time to strike out ;)

Aquapaw pounce and landed squarely on Mottlekit's back. She dug her claws in her opponents' pelt until she felt warm blood trickle out.

Mottlepaw squealed, terrified. She wailed in pain as the other apprentices' claws ripped her back, blood dripping out. With her untrained battle moves, she flipped around and attempted o trash at the other cats belly, and was only able to just a little, and it wouldn't have caused much anyway due to her soft, unsharpened claws.

Aquapaw used the chance to scratch Mottlepaw's belly.

Mottlepaw squeaked in pain as her belly was shredded, and tried to whack Aquapaw's head. Her little training would not help her now. All she could muster was a whack on her chin and widened her eyes in fear as she saw what came next...

Aquapaw hissed in frustration as she was whacked on the chin. She bit down hard on Mottlepaw's neck.

Mottlepaw's eyes widened as the bite went deeper, and deeper... She couldn't breathe. All she could do was fidget. She could feel blood pulsing out of her neck, the warm, scarlet liquid like a snake. Her eyes began to dim and she began to choke on air, the life being taken from her second at a second.


Her eyes closed, and knew it was the end. Blood spilled all around her neck, and her spirit immediately left her body, crying in its wake.

Aquapaw let go, all the anger evaporating. She just realised that she had killed Mottlepaw. "Oh no... What have I done? Mottlepaw?" She whispered desperately hoping she wasn't dead. She's dead you fool. You killed her. She had only tried to teach Mottlepaw a lesson. "Mottlepaw, wake up. Please wake up," she cried. She hadn't meant to kill her.