July's Gathering 2017

Oceanlight bit back a hiss as a wave of mist hit, and let it out as another wave hit. She looked around and spotted Bubblemist. She ran out to the border, appearing to flee, but was searching. Soon, she found it, poppy seeds and cobwebs. She grabbed them and ran over to Bubblemist

Oceanlight used Heal on Bubblemist, restoring 10 HP and costing 15 stamina

Oceanlight
30/50 HP
105/120 SP

Bubblemist
35/45 HP
100/160 SP

Snakeblaze and Echo that Strides Through didn't attack because both 50 million cats are attacking, and Winter is kinda too lazy to type it all.

Coyotepaw was slack-jawed as the events continued to unfold around them. At first, it just seemed like some crazy foreign cat yowling non-sense. His mother had told him very few stories of the dark forest, only what had been passed down to her from the elders and older cats. However, it all seemed very real now. He watched at the mist twisted into the form of a cat. He watched as full grown warriors fell like mice under her paws. Terror welled up in his chest. These were the great warriors of the forest, falling so easily in single blows. The apprentice froze. He couldn't even cower as all of this happen. It was like seeing Reno again- pure terror. Inside, he felt like a tiny kit again, powerless under the wrath of his tormenting father. Much like before, he could do nothing.

The tabby tom shuddered as Smokefang struck the whole clearing at once. His pelt stung. With blurred vision, Coyotepaw tried to stand and find his half-brother. But before he could do much of anything, another wave hit him. His consciousness began to slip and everything seemed to hurt. Whatever this thing was, it was winning. It would take them all. His final thought was of his mother, how if they would have never left the city he would have not been here to witness the destruction of the forest. For so long it had seemed like a dream. But now, it was hell.

Coyotepaw:
KO'd

A ferocious snarl broke from Slatethroat's chest. This thing thought it could control the forest. Regardless of whether or not he believed in cats in the stars, or the evil of the invisible dark forest, the grey and white tom would not tolerate the destruction of this clan. This thing, this ungodly horror of a cat, would fall under the paws of a Windclan warrior. The warrior let out a barrage of hisses as he flinched under the stinging attacks of Smokefang's mist. It did not stop him. Slatethroat propelled himself across the clearing and through the throng of cats. The chaos did not slow him down. Using his powerful hindlegs, he lashed out at the she-cat. Quickly, he whirled around to lash out with his front claws as well. Yowling, Slatethroat make sure his unsheathed claws cut in deep. She would not forget the wounds he gave her.

Slatethroat used Back kick, dealing 13 damage and using 15 stamina.
Slatethroat also used swift strike dealing 5 damage and using 10 stamina.

Slatethroat:
40/60
175/200

Smokefang:
-69/400

Flamestrike attacked to but Ripped has no time to type out the full post.

Flamestrike used jumping strike, dealing 14 damage and using 20 stamina

Flamestrike
stas/stas
stats/stas

Smokefang:
-83/400

"Liar!" Brindlewhisker shrieked before she whirled around as a new voice spoke and her eyes fell to slits as she caught sight of Swoop addressing the crowd and she silently parted from Storm, her large ears perked as she listened to the Tribe Queen speak. Live in the new world? Abandon the code? A detached sense of fear and anger began to boil in her belly as she continued to listen to the outraged yowling that erupted all around her, but she could only hear the roaring of her heartbeat in her ears. The mere idea of StarClan was a confusing subject to the WindClan Deputy but the thought of being forced to give up one of the core principles that held together all of the Clans made her sick- who would do such a thing? And act as if they were doing some great service?  Swoop's words perhaps could be interpreted as motherly or benevolent but she saw no mother sitting atop the Great Rock only a coward.

For several long moments, Brindlewhisker was struggling with the idea of leaping up onto the Great Rock and kicking some sense into the Tribe she-cat, but it was as if the Mist knew what she was thinking because suddenly a tendril of Mist was winding around her forepaw before giving her a sharp jerk and lifting her completely from the ground and then she was flying through the air. The world around her blurred into a hazy mesh of colors as she went rolling through the air at a speed that she didn't think was possible. She hardly had time to let out a startled yowl as she went flying through the air, hardly able to tell up from down, before she came crashing down several feet away from the Great Rock. Hard. Letting out a strangled, wheezing gasp, Brindlewhisker found herself sprawled across the hard dirt that surrounded the edge of Fourtrees, unable to catch her breath due to the fact that she had obviously somehow injured her ribs somehow during her less-than-graceful landing.

After a few painfully long heartbeats of simply remaining where she was slumped over, Brindlewhisker finally managed to coerce herself into a somewhat-steady breathing rhythm. Staggering to her feet with a wheezing, stuttering breath, she began her awkward stumble towards the battling cats in the clearing- surprised to see how few cats were still standing. What had she missed whenever she had been thrown? Had she really been laying there for that long? Swallowing a hiss, she began to pick up pace in a clunky run as she drew closer to Smokefang- the apparent foe she needed to help fend off for now. Limping forwards and gritting her teeth against the sharp pain that was blossoming in her side, Brindlewhisker forced herself to lunge at Smokefang with a shaky yowl, striking out wildly against the opposing she-cat.


Brindlewhisker used 'Rear-Up to Slash', Dealing -17 In Damages & Costing -15 In Stamina.
Brindlewhisker also used 'Swift-Strike', Dealing -7 & Costing -10 In Stamina.

Brindlewhisker
80/100 (HP) or whatever damage everyone has taken so far
255/280 (SP)

Smokefang
-107/400 (HP)



Screech of the Startled Eagle is off screeching with the masses :^)

Smokefang's form seemed to start falling apart for a moment with a look of shock on her face. How had...? Just kidding as soon as the misty she-cat seemed like she was going to fall apart and fade away her form regathered together from some near by mist. "What did you think I would go down so easily? I'm not that weak." She gave off a dark chuckle before she struck again.

Smokefang used Slash on Brindlewhisker and Mottleheart dealing 88888 damage.

Brindlewhisker and Mottleheart:
KO'd

Smokefang:
200/400

Ryeheart watched with horrified, scared eyes as Smokefang seemed to revive herself from near-death by using the Mist, and the former spark of hope seemed to dim a bit.  She...she can heal herself so easily!  Is there even any point to attacking her, she'll just keep on sucking in the Mist, reforming herself!  Besides, she's already dead!  Can you kill something that's already dead?  The young tom's icy eyes seemed to dull a bit as he stared up at the massive dark warrior, suddenly realising just how weak and fragile he was.  How could he, a young warrior barely out of the apprentice den, take on the leader of the Dark Forest and expect to win?  She had so easily vanished the leaders, and knocked out the deputies, Leopardclaw and Brindlewhisker's still bodies lay strewn where they had landed after fighting in vain.  All of the apprentices were defeated as well, he saw with horror his own apprentice Boulderpaw flop over while running up to attack her.  Soon, he would be next.  They would all be next!  Was this really going to be the end of the clans?  If he ran now....maybe he could take refuge deep in the territory, or in Twolegplace even, or over Highstones!  He didn't want to die, not like this!

The cries around him seemed to knock those fleeting thoughts from his mind; ShadowClan warriors did not run when times get tough!  They stay and fight for their clans and for the forest until their dying breath!  If the clans survived, and he didn't, he would be remembered as an honored hero!  Better than a scared coward who fled for the hills....  With a mighty yowl, Ryeheart turned and racked his claws deep into Smokefang's misty belly, before jumping up and lifting himself onto his hind legs, and swiped at her face with fangs bared viciously.

Ryeheart used Half-Turn Belly Rake, dealing 11 damage and using 40 stamina

Ryeheart
25/45
105/160

Smokefang
189/400

Snakeblaze sneered at Smokefang as she attempted to pull a trick. "So you're arrogant self couldn't accept defeat, what a pity." he hissed. Rage and adrenaline of battle overflowed, and  he lashed out, rapidly striking the shape of the cat. When the fire burning inside of him died out, he finally stopped. "If you think a little trick will stop me, you're more mouse-brained than I thought. If you think we'll just get rid of the code and "live in the new world", where you can eat all the fresh-kill and get fatter than a kittypet, leave kits to die and let elders and queens starve, and live like a bunch of rogues, then a mouse has more common sense than you." he growled

Snakeblaze used Front Paws Strike, dealing 14 damage and costing 25 stamina

Snakeblaze
60/80 HP
200/240 SP

Smokefang
175/400 HP

Echo that Strides Through got hopeful for a second, but hopes died out as the mist prevented Smokefang from fading away. Why does she have to be a pain in the tail to get rid of!?! She backed up a bit, then scratched her.

Echo that Strides Through used Front Paw Strike, dealing 6 damage and costing 10 stamina

Echo that Strides Through
20/20 HP
60/80 SP

Smokefang
158/400 HP

Oceanlight's eyes widened as Smokefang didn't fall, but the mist brought her back. She gasped as she struck down both Brindlewhisker and Mottleheart with one blow. She ran over to the two cats. "Get to the edge of the clearing, before you get even more hurt." she ordered. She turned her head to Smokefang. "StarClan, help us, where are you?" she muttered with a worried gaze.

Mottleheart stumbled backwards as a familiar pelt appeared beside him, his ears twitching as he turned to look at her. "Brindlewhisker!" he gasped in surprise, having seen her get thrown across the clearing. He could see that she was in pain and was about to yowl at her to get out of there when Smokefang's voice interrupted him. He started to turn, having somehow forgotten about her but it was to late. He yowled as razor sharp claws sliced across his stomach - dangerous close to his neck. He managed to stumble backwards a few steps before he collapsed - somewhat aware of Brindlewhisker going down as well. He wasn't sure how long he laid there in a delirious daze until a shadow fell over him and a voice spoke.

His gaze shifted up to the sleek blueish-gray furred cat that stood above him, giving her a soft nod of his head as he struggled to his paws. The pain seemed like a distance thing as he stumbled away toward the safety of the masses of cats that simply watched. As he reached them, he felt the world sway as he hit the ground again, a soft moan escaping his lips as he just wanted to curl into a ball on the ground and so he did. Everything seemed to drown away other then the distance sound of combat, certain that it meant something but his mind struggled to put the pieces together as he laid there.

Daylight growled running and knocking the she cat down and raking his claws down her belly.

Daylight used Run-and-Tackle  -8 HP & -10 SP


Daylight:
20/40 HP
65/120 SP


Smokefang:
167/400 HP

Bubblemist hissed tearing up and slapping Smokefang In the face with her paws and then slashed her face with her claws.

Bubblemist used Upright Front Paws  -11 HP & -20 SP


Bubblemist:
35/45 HP
70/160 SP


Smokefang:
156/400

"Coyotepaw!" Leafstorm screeched, his eyes wild. He wheeled around, his pelt stinging and an expression of horrifying rage on his face.
His muzzle twisted into a sick snarl as he watched cats fall, his fur slowly fluffing up until he was twice his size.
Something's inside the young tom broke.
With a scream and flew at the she-cat, yowling profanities that would've landed him a hearty wack on his muzzle.
Enraged he reared onto his hind legs, clawing at anything and everything he could reach with all four feet.

Leafstorm used Rear-Up to Slash, dealing 11 damage and using 15 SP

Leafstorm:
25/45 HP
145/160 SP

Smokefang:
111/400

Flowerpetal shook where she stood, her mint eyes widening as blood dripped from a gash on her head. Dark Forest?
She wanted peace, not arguments. She wanted a place to raise her family, not tear it apart.
She didn't want this.

With a hiss of determination she ran at the shadowy cat, sliding underneath her and turning to slash at her stomach before rolling away and darting to her feet.
"You do NOT touch my family!" She snarled, her eyes narrowed.

Flowerpetal used Half-Turn Belly Rake, dealing 11 damage and using 20 SP

Flowerpetal:
25/45
140/160

Smokefang:
100/400


Willowpaw shuddered as claws dug through her fur. She landed on the hard ground with a grunt and looked around blearily, blinking as cats quickly ran past her.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as blood flowed through her fur.
Willowpaw fainted.


Rowantalon yowled and charged at the she-cat. Bc I'm too lazy to type let's just leave that here.

Rowan used Jumping Strike dealing 10 damage and using 20 SP

Rowantalon:
25/45 HP
140/160 SP

Smoke:
90 H

Quailfeather wasn't fazed by Smokefang's apparent comeback. She had heard the stories, almost mythical tales of brave heroes and horrible, cowardly villains, but she knew the end. She knew that StarClan would win. StarClan always won. There was no question about it. Even when her stepsister and deputy fell, even when her friend was cut down by the piece of Dark Forest scum, the gray speckled she-cat kept on doggedly attacking, weaving around the blows and keeping a silent prayer to StarClan in her mind. Her precious daughter Laurelpaw, her only kit, had already been taken down by this monster. But she needed to be strong. She knew that friends and Clanmates all fought alongside her, and that the forest was depending on them. That was all that mattered. Filled with a steady determination, she reared up on her hind paws, hitting the smoky gray she-cat's face with sharp claws of anger. "You might as well just give up! Why do you mouse-brains think this will end differently than it did last time?"

Quailfeather used Upright Front Paws on Smokefang, dealing 15 damage and costing 20 stamina.

Quailfeather:
60/80 HP
185/240 SP

Smokefang:
75/400 HP

Shellwater's scarred flanks heaved as she continued slashing at the piece of crowfood who had caused her so much pain these past moons- caused the forest so much pain. She'd thought of the Dark Forest as just an elder's tale to scare little kits into following the code and obeying their mothers, but here was one of their stinking number before her. She had taken away so many important cats. Her poor young apprentice who had barely started training. Her amazing, perfect mate, who had been stolen away when she needed him most. And worst of all, her half-blind daughter who wanted warriorhood more than anything else and now would never achieve it. These terrible sins would not go unpunished. The RiverClan warrior didn't care about StarClan at this moment, she didn't care about the Dark Forest, didn't care about good and evil or right and wrong. She wanted Toadpaw back. She needed Otterleap back. She had to avenge Snowpaw. There was no question about it- this was what all that she was commanded her to do. The caring mentor, the loving mate, the fierce mother, the loyal warrior- everything that built up the fibers of her being dictated that she take this chance, disregard physical pain for the mere chance of seeing her mate's forest-green eyes again. For the opportunity to let her daughter, wherever she was, know that her mother still loved her, was there for her. The scarred calico she-cat, in a move reminding her of her lost apprentice, ducked under the evil fox-heart's belly, slashing with claws of vengeful rage for all she was worth before sliding back out on the other end. She wanted that she-cat's blood on her claws. She wanted her family.

Shellwater used Half-turn Belly Rake on Smokefang, dealing 15 damage and costing 20 stamina.

Shellwater:
60/80 HP
195/240 SP

Smokefang:
60/400 HP

Honeydrop ran around the clearing frantically, trying to staunch bleeding wherever she saw it, and administer relief to all the apprentices in pain who lay on the already blood-stained ground of the clearing. Why, oh why, didn't she have her herb stores? Right, because the attack was happening in Fourtrees, where no blood should be shed. But they were defending StarClan, defending the code and the forest- so she supposed this was probably a special case. Speaking of their warrior ancestors, where were they? Why hadn't they shown up to help bring righteous judgement on this usurper? Why did they allow their pawns to fight out their battles for them? Had the forest lost their support, or were they simply unable to help? No. No, Honeydrop, stop it. I'm sure they have a reason. You can't give up hope. You can't. Since she couldn't find any cat who was more than barely conscious who wasn't engaging in combat, the golden dappled she-cat sat on the sidelines with a mouthful of herbs, watching with a pounding heart and anxious amber eyes, wishing the whole thing would be over. Where was StarClan?!

ooc: Alright guys. No one can attack twice in one turn. The only cats with that ability are Windclan cats with their clan move swift strike so Smokefang's health is all thrown off.

Also Any apprentice is KO'd so Echo that Stides Through attack's don't count. Even if you weren't actively in the battle any cat in the area lost 20hp because of Smokefang attacking everyone.


Smokefang's actual health right now is 94 and will be written as such.



IC:

Smokefang let out a growl. "Don't you see? I'm made of mist, I am immortal! You can attack me all you want but you will fail!" The dark forest leader growled.


Smokefang used Slash on Quailfeather dealing 1923 damage.

Quailfeather:
KO'd

Smokefang:
94/400

The Mist lashed out at Everyone dealing 10 damage to everyone.

Stormheart let out a hiss of pain as the mist struck him once more, the force of the blow sending him reeling backwards.

"Oh, no you don't," he snarled at the Dark Forest cat, pulling himself back onto his paws, muscles rippling beneath his dark grey coat. Obviously, Smokefang was no mere warrior. She had immense strength, managing to strike most warriors and apprentices down with a single blow. Tens of cats from all Clans were attacking her, but her health scarcely seemed to dwindle.. Nonetheless, he would not back down. "You don't get to take my family away from me and live."

Stormheart used Front Paws Strike, dealing 15 damage and costing 25 stamina.

Stormheart
80/100 HP
230/280 SP

Smokefang
79/400 HP

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And then, springing up right beside his brother was Snakegaze.

For most of the Gathering, he'd been processing so much information that he'd scarcely moved a muscle since his mother had thrown the first accusation at the Tribe leader. Unlike his brother and Fishstar, he had not shared their suspicions about the Tribe. Though he hadn't necessarily enjoyed their presence in the forest, he hadn't expected.. This from them.

Now, cats were bleeding out onto the grass. Now, Fishstar was gone. Now, the Tribe had shown its true colours.

Now, it was time to stop being idle, no matter his shock. His family's lives were at stake.

Snakegaze used Front Paws Strike, dealing 15 damage and costing 25 stamina.

Snakegaze
80/100 HP
255/280 SP

Smokefang
64/400

"Brindlewhisker!" Dewtuft yowled, the smokey grey tom watched in shock as his mate was tossed aside. The tom dashed to use his body to catch his mate, his bones ached from the impact but he didn't care as he was more concerned something had happened to his mate. She was more than just his mate after all, with Ashstar gone to where that Tribe foxheart had taken her, she was their future. He could die a thousand lives over, but hers was far more important.

Licking her cheek, he meowed softly. "Find shelter, you have to live for our clan. I'll keep that monster distracted."

Taking in a deep breath, he took all the courage he had within him to charge at the mist creature. He jumped in the air, using his massive paws to propel him up into the air to strike. He slammed into the air, into the dark nothingness.

Dewtuft used Jumping Strike.
-10 HP
-20 SP

Dewtuft:
45/45 HP
140/160 SP

Smokefang:
54/400

-

Ivyfall was frozen in place as the mist crawled around her. It was as she had feared, another foolish soul lost to the Dark Forest, would they ever stop their quest for vengeance? They always seemed to return to taunt her, a reminder of her failure as a mother. She wasn't too different from Swoop really, she would have given her soul over for the protection of her family, she was only spared the choice as her daughter had done it for her. How could she judge her? Her brain was wracked with indecision, fear, and self-hatred until she saw Smokefang attack.

This wasn't the time for her to angst, to brood over her failures.

She was RiverClan's deputy, chosen by Fishstar.

She could cry herself a river later, she had a clan to protect.

"RiverClan, rally behind me. We attack as one!" She called out, praying she hadn't taken too long to get to her senses.

Ivyfall used Upright Lock.
-17 HP
-25 SP

Ivyfall:
100/100 HP
255/280 SP

Smokefang:
37/400 HP

-

Violetpaw watched with wide eyes as the mist consumed everyone. What was she meant to do expect cower behind her father, but then she saw her siblings get batted aside. She had to do something. Though Ivyfall wasn't her deputy, the little apprentice rallied behind her and charged with her. Using the cover of the trees, she attacked with her full strength.

Violetpaw used Night Ambush.
-7 HP
-15 SP

Violetpaw:
20/20 HP
65/80 SP

Smokefang:
30/400 HP

-

Frogjaw had more reason than most to be furious. He'd lost so much to that damn mist, he'd lost his friends, his mother, his kin. So despite being only moons away from joining Mistfeather in the elder's den, the warrior charged to attack with his paws. He lashed out with a front paw strike, claws unsheathed with fury.

Frogjaw used Front Paw Strike.
-14 HP
-10 SP

Frogjaw:
100/100 HP
270/280 SP

Smokefang:
16/400 HP

OOC: Since I think Violetpaw should be KOed cuz mist damage, I’ll ignore the 7 HP damage she caused in my post.



Hawkstrike hissed softly each time the mist hurt him, but said nothing nor held ill feelings against Smokefang. With so many cats attacking her at once she had no time to be picky and instead had to deal damage to anyone within her reach with hopes of taking down as many StarClan followers as possible. While he feared the fact that he may get too weakened by this damage and wouldn’t be able to fight if Smokefang showed any signs of needing any help on the battlefield. He had to admit it though, he was thoroughly impressed by watching her fight off so many cats at once without showing any sign of weakness nor fear, knocking out deputies and warriors like if they were nothing but defenseless kits. This was the true power of the Dark Forest, the power he hoped to be worthy of one day and that StarClan followers were too foolish to acknowledge.

His eyes scanned the field around him, feeling rage boil within him as the few cats that had decided to follow the Dark Forest not long ago after Swoop’s speech started to ach against their very own words and supposed morals as their turned their backs to the promise they had just made to try and fight against the leader they should follow. He felt an especially hatred towards the medicine cat of RiverClan. Swoop even had praised Cloudstone and raised him to the spot of a hero between those that talked before and after him, and now he was trying to heal those fighting against Smokefang and, even worse, trying to motivate them to fight for the very own Clan of deceased cats that he had just raised against.

Disgusting.

He padded towards him in an almost casual way while his eyes kept themselves locked on the great battle happening on top of the Great Rock, just like any cats that were still on the clearing surrounding it “I find it quite intriguing, your definition on loyalty and honor” His voice was loud enough for Cloudstone to hear, full of clear anger and disgust, but with the commotion going on around them he doubted anyone else would be able to hear “To become a medicine cat you had to swore loyalty to StarClan, but today you showed how much your loyalty to them was worth as you were between the first to step from between the crowd and bow down to the Dark Forest. But as soon as the one you had just betrayed StarClan for showed up you backed up with your tail between your legs like a pathetic excuse of a coward” His eyes went from the battle on top of the rock to the tom near him, eyes narrowed and green eyes almost lit with the flame of his rage.

“Now that I think about it I wonder if you ever had any honor within you to begin with, you worthless traitor!” With those words he slapped the medicine cat, claws unsheathed and fur standing on end with anger. While true that most of the attention was on the battle on top of the Great Rock, it wouldn’t be surprising if any of the cats on the clearing caught him on the act. He no longer cared though, his nice guy mask was beyond shattered at this point. Funny enough, he was still careful enough when picking his words, so any cat that listened to him could easily think that he was scolding Cloudstone for joining the Dark Forest instead of returning to StarClan like he really was, he couldn’t afford to completely lose the element of surprise if he needed it for any reason.

Hawkstrike used Front Paw Strike on Cloudstone, dealing 11 damage and using 10 stamina

Cloudstone:
9/50
105/120

Hawkstrike:
30/60
190/200

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Nightheart hissed at Smokefang, taking the punishment of the mist with nothing but a soft growl each time before attacking her once more, not even caring about listening to the Dark Forest cat’s words this time.

Nightheart used Upright Lock on Smokefang, dealing 16 damage and using 25 stamina

Smokefang:
7/400

Nightheart:
50/80
160/240

For a second, Lionspark hoped that they had been victorious as the form shifted, seeming to fall apart for just a heartbeat before Smokefang flared to live once more. The ThunderClan warrior took a worried step back, only to freeze as Smokefang lashed out at two cats. To Lionspark's surprise, she recognized the two as Brindlewhisker, the WindClan deputy, and Mottleheart and her eyes became pinpoints as they both fell. Her breath caught in her throat as she stiffened, her gaze locking onto Smokefang as the battle continued around her. Those two...They had been friends of Rockthorn as well and had suffered from his betrayal as much as she had. Her claws dug into the ground as she bit back an angry yowl, tired of failing to protect the cats she knew She had failed to protect Sandblaze and Poppypaw and had watched both of their deaths first paw. But no longer. Her whole body tensed as another wave of pain flared through her but she shook it off as she dove forward, slashing at Smokefang with all the might she could gather up as she let out a battle-cry in her anger.

Lionspark uses Front Paw Strike on Smokefang, dealing 11 damage and costing 10 stamina.

Lionspark:
30/60 HP
165/200 SP

Smokefang:
-4/400