Rainstrike was pretty stealthy when she moved. In addition to her many moons as a rogue, where sneaking through clan territory held the potential of deadly consequence, she was now, quite literally, a living shadow, and shadows didn't make much noise. As she neared Highpine, Rainstrike glanced up, surveying the treetops as she walked. She was close to the SkyClan border again, and she half-hoped to spy Beechface's pale pelt through the foliage.
Taking a running leap at the trunk of a thick pine, Rainstrike scaled to the first branch large enough to hold her weight, and sank down to her belly, one foreleg hanging off the edge, the other curled beneath her chin. She didn't have any particular mission here, tonight, but she was feeling violent, and wanted to sink her claws into something.
It wasn't too terribly long before the opportunity presented itself, in the form of a ginger and white tom that was out wandering, alone. Rainstrike's single eye followed him, her hind legs bunching up under her in preparation. She flared her nostrils, watching him... until he was just below her. There was a single, fleeting thought that perhaps she should show him mercy, but Rainstrike was in a killing mood, and this tom had the unfortunate luck to be here, now.
Without a sound, Rainstrike got up and dropped from the tree, landing squarely on the tom's shoulders and sinking her claws in. She tried to shift her weight to the side to drag him off his feet, her claws rending flesh beneath the weight of her shadowy paws.
"Surprise!"
Rainstrike used Teeth Grip on Lionboar, dealing 12 damage and costing 10 stamina. Rainstrike can only be hit by Front Paw Blow for 2 turns.
Rainstrike
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170/180
Lionboar
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80/80