as leafbare approaches... [territory dispute]

Daystar could feel herself getting weaker as the attacks continued to come her way, and one quick look around at the surroundings was enough to tell anyone that ShadowClan was winning, but the she-cat decided to continue despite the fact that her muscles were burning and crimson blood was dripping down into her eyes. She knew that she needed to refrain from doing anything too fancy until she could properly see again, and she sheathed her claws before swiping her paw across her face in an attempt to quickly clear some of it away. She had a few moments to lash out before her vision went red again, so she quickly reached out and smashed her bloodied forepaw on top of Mistyfalcon's head with as much strength as she could muster.

daystar used "front paw blow" on mistyfalcon, dealing 10 damage and costing 5 stamina.

daystar
hp - 24/100
sp - 151/180

mistyfalcon
hp - 0/70 (pending ko)
sp - 48/160

murkystar
hp - 76/100
sp - 126/180

Timbersun saw it coming, the apprentice leaped first, weakly snapping at his shoulder. He shoved him off, then turned to the larger enemy in front of him. The brown tom unsheathed his claws and slashed him quickly, not wanting to waste any time, it seemed.

Timbersun felt like his legs would buckle at any moment. He was losing blood and there was a ringing in his ears, even though one of them was blocked and soaked with blood. "That was..." He muttered out, breathing heavily. He was tired, and needed to go home. "A... good fight." He smiled. He narrowed his eyes, glancing at the apprentice before limping away, heading towards camp, bleeding. It was his first 'real' battle, but Timbersun thought he had done well.

Timbersun has been KO'd and has retreated from the battle

Mistyfalcon wasn't quick enough to get out of the way as he'd been before. Daystar's paw caught the side of his head, and the Shadowclanner stumbled back, vision blurring. Murkystar was on her own for now, but at least he'd done what damage he could.

Mistyfalcon has been KO'd.

As Daystar lashed out at Mistyfalcon sending him staggering back, Murkystrike let out a low growl of anger. "You're going to regret that." She hissed as she lashed lashed out at Daystar's paws, attempting to trip her.

Murkystar used Experienced Steps, dealing 7 (-1 Moor Runner) damage and costing 10 SP. Daystar is stunned for one turn.

daystar
hp - 18/100 (-6)
sp - 151/180

murkystar
hp - 76/100
sp - 116/180 (-10)

Batglow took the blow from Swiftspirit's claws as he charged forward once again. He ignored the sting from the wounds he already received from her as best as he could. Once he had managed to get close again he tried to snap his teeth closed on the Windclan warrior's shoulder.

Batglow used Snap dealing 11 (-1) damage, -7 SP.

Swiftspirit:
36 / 70 hp
141 / 160 sp

Batglow:
36 / 70 hp
124 / 160 sp

Burningwing had dropped his opponent as he knew that he would. He looked at Ratpaw once, noting how exhausted the apprentice looked. "Go rest. You've done enough for now." If the apprentice didn't want to... well... that was on Ratpaw wasn't it? Burningwing's attention immediately went to Swiftspirit and he charged.... though he nearly turned back when he saw Rogue Son fighting her. No... that didn't matter right now. As wonderful as it would be if they both accidentally slit each other's throats, this wasn't the time to be picky about.... help....

Without a word to the black tom, Burningwing kicked off of the ground and slammed into Swiftspirit's side, burying his claws deep and raking wildly into her flesh. His eyes met her's and he gave her a grin, one of borne of contempt rather than any sort of friendliness or amusement. Maybe his claw slipped and he bled her today... who knows.

Burningwing used Jumping Strike, dealing 9 damage (+3 for unfocused, -1 for Moor Runner) and -7SP

Burningwing
22HP / 84SP (-7SP)

Swiftspirit
27HP / 141SP (-9HP)

Batglow
36HP / 124SP

Dizzily, already losing focus, Ratpaw was batted off. It wasn’t harshly — in fact, it was barely harder than Webshadow’s gentled blows in training — but there was a soft thud of his body on the earth, and... it just felt so hard to get up again.

Weakly, he braced a paw on the ground, lifted his head... Burningwing — had he given Ratpaw an approving look, or was that the exhaustion? But then his form blurred, and the Windclan tom flinched, staggered at the blow... and began limping away.

A good fight. The words rang in his ears, but made little sense. He coughed, spitting up fur and blood. Ratpaw was out of it. When he tried to stand, his legs wouldn’t hold beneath him. They just... Ratpaw obviously needed a rest. When he saw Burningwing, though, the apprentice didn’t want to leave him. What if he was.... attacked...?

It was then that Ratpaw had the wherewithal to notice anything other than right before his eyes. The Hidden Outcropping was... oddly quieter, besides them. There was a grey Windclan molly out-cold, not far from there — and Batglow was still fighting another light warrior. Murkystar and Daystar were locked in battle, but Daystar looked so much weaker, blood in her eyes — and there was something fierce and angry in his leader that was startling to Ratpaw.

And — it took him a moment to realize the lifeless dark form on the ground was Mistyfalcon. Oh.

Somehow, at that, he was able to pull himself to his feet. They felt like rocks, but they held him. Ratpaw looked at Burningwing, then, hearing his voice. You’ve done enough. From Burningwing, it felt almost... gentle. The young tom nodded, and watched as the warrior leapt in between Batglow and the molly.

Ratpaw did need to rest. The apprentice knew he was barely standing as it was, but... his eyes flicked to Mistyfalcon.

Having been dismissed from the fighting, all he could do was single-mindedly pad toward Mistyfalcon, who was... still breathing — and still awake, if very dazed. The little tom tried to help, supporting the warrior’s side without a word. “Are you... all right?” he asked, unsure if Mistyfalcon could respond. He... did not look good.

There was blood slicked across the tom’s skull. Trying to set him down gently, the exhausted apprentice twined himself around to the warrior’s other flank, on the side closest to the warring cats. Instinctively, he knew the older warrior was... more fragile.

Ratpaw did not have the strength left to attack again. But he could be here with his clanmate, and... make sure they were okay. He took a deep breath, trying to stay awake, and on his feet. At least... if a cat came this way, they would hit him first.

Ratpaw does not have the stamina to battle.

Ratpaw
6/20 | 2/60

Mistyfalcon had limped a bit to the side, gingerly keeping out of the way of the warriors who remained fighting. Burningwing had decided to help Batglow... Or more likely he just wanted to rough up the she-cat from the gathering. Murkystar was obviously furious... Windclan wasn't winning this, regardless if he could continue fighting or not. Now that he wasn't moving, his wounds were making themselves felt much more.

Ratpaw skittered over to him, looking every bit as exhausted as Mistyfalcon felt. If any of the Windclanners decided to attack them, there would be very little Ratpaw could actually do, but the gesture wasn't entirely unappreciated. "I'm fine." He responded through gritted teeth, the jagged cuts across his cheek and the top of his head probably making it... Very obvious that that was a lie. He had no doubt that Murkystar and Basilpaw would disagree if they heard him, too. Good thing they were otherwise occupied or not present at the moment.

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Swiftspirit snarled as a second set of claws raked her side, twisting to keep both attackers in her line of sight. The fanatic one, of course he'd join once he was done with Timbersun. Her eyes flicked briefly in his direction, noting who else had fallen and who was left standing. Daystar was bloody, and looking weaker by the second. Two Shadowclanners seemed like they'd been taken out, but their deputy still seemed to be standing strong. This was a losing battle, Swiftspirit wasn't stupid. She slashed at the tom she'd been fighting again. If both the Shadowclanners were focused on her, they weren't focused on Daystar, who looked like she couldn't handle much more. If it were up to Swiftspirit, she'd call a retreat, but knowing the fanatical rabbitbrain that had joined in fighting against her, he wouldn't be keen to just let them go. So fighting it was.

Swiftspirit used Front Paw Strike on Batglow for -7 sp, dealing -11 damage.
Moor Runner active, damage taken by Windclan reduced by -1.

Swiftspirit
27 / 70 hp
141 / 160 sp (141 - 7)

Batglow
29 / 70 hp (36 - 11)
124 / 160 sp

Burningwing
22 / 50 hp
84 / 120 sp

Batglow almost wanted to snap at the other Tom as he arrived in the little fight he had going on with the Windclanner. Tell Burningwing be didn't need help, just like the other Tom did back when fighting the rogues but he kept his mouth shut. He didn't need Murkystar punishing him once again. The black tom rolled his eyes before continuing the fight.

Batglow used Front Paw Strike dealing 11 (-1) damage, -7 SP.

Swiftspirit:
17 / 70 hp
141 / 160 sp

Batglow:
29 / 70 hp
117 / 160 sp

Burningwing:
22 / 50 hp
84 / 120 sp

Burningwing caught the look in Rogue Son's eye and he had no problem returning it. He wasn't doing this to help him, this was personal. He just happened to be in the way... again. He too, would say nothing, however. It wasn't Windclan's business that Shadowclan was divided. He wanted this over with and he wanted it over with right now. He lunged forward and buried his teeth deep into Swiftspirit's shoulder. He twisted and angled his head this way and that way, hoping to cause as much pain and damage as he possibly could. He supposed the sooner she stopped smacking Rogue Son, the sooner they both could move on to other Windclan cats and drive them away from the Hidden Outcropping. He was ready to go back home and do his best to forget that he ever fought next to such garbage.

Burningwing used Snap, dealing 8 damage (-1 from Moor Runner) and -7SP

Burningwing
22HP / 77SP (-7SP)

Swiftspirit
10HP / 141SP (-7HP)

Batglow
29HP / 117SP

Burningwing's teeth sank into her shoulder, and Swiftspirit wrenched herself free, not really caring about the damage doing so did at the moment. She snapped her fangs at the tom she'd been fighting originally, but she was moving slowing. They all were, she noticed, but she had no hope of keeping this up for much longer against two opponents.

Swiftspirit used Snap on Batglow for -7 sp, dealing -11 damage.
Moor Runner active, damage taken by Windclan reduced by -1.

Swiftspirit
10 / 70 hp
127 / 160 sp (134 - 7)

Batglow
18 / 70 hp (29 - 11)
124 / 117 sp

Burningwing
22 / 50 hp
77 / 120 sp

Batglow kept focused on the fight not bothering even looking at Burningwing if he could manage it. His yellow green gaze remained in the Windclan cat in front of him. He lunged forward long fangs digging into skin once again. Maybe he could finally drive her off with this.

Batglow used Snap dealing 11 (-1) damage, -7 SP.

Swiftspirit:
Ko pending..

Batglow:
18 / 70 hp
110 / 160 sp

Burningwing:
22 / 50 hp
77 / 120 sp

Swiftspirit stumbled, the pain of her wounds that she'd been trying to ignore finally catching up with her. This was hopeless, and she knew she couldn't continue. She staggered away from the two toms, going that that wouldn't follow as she backed towards her injured clanmates, her movements mount it clear she was done fighting.

Swiftspirit is KO'd.

Fantastic, she was down. He wanted to give chase and honestly just end her days on this world... but there was still the leader to consider. He flicked his eyes once to Rogue Son, considering maybe slashing his throat at the last minute... but Mistyfalcon and Ratpaw were still watching. Another day, perhaps. He spun away from the buck-toothed freak and charged towards Daystar. He came in with claws unsheathed and a nasty temper to match. If he couldn't kill off any rogues today then he could at least take out his frustration on the Rogue Queen.

"You should go, Daystar. Windclan has lost. Do what Windclan does best and run away." He half hissed and half taunted, his tail tip twitching furiously. He was ready to end this and go home for sleep.

Burningwing used Jumping Strike on Daystar, dealing 9 damage (+3 for unfocused, -1 for Moor Runner)

Burningwing
22HP / 70SP (-7SP)

Daystar
Stunned One Turn
9HP / 151SP (-9HP)

Murkystar
76HP / 116SP

Batglow didn't really know what else to do. Murkystar and Burningwing had Daystar handled. Yellow green eyes scanned the area before finally settling on Mistyfalcon and Ratpaw. He was relieved to see the two near by still and that they looked alright for now. Quickly he padded over to them. He wasn't a medicine cat but that didn't mean he couldn't help. "Do you two need anything?"