An Outcry to a Friend [CAMP ATTACK]

Kurama gasped at the feeling of claws rip through his underside. It was enough to cause him to stagger backward and avoid another attempts on his leaking belly. His teeth bared and a renewed determination, his teeth struck out toward the nearest creature... and it wasn't his original target. He buried his teeth into Foxtrot's neck and thrashed with what was left of his strength. After throwing aside the cat's limp form, he staggered back onto his hind end, bleeding profusely.

Kurama used Thrash on Foxtrot, dealing 10 damage and -15SP (This was per the RPer's request!)

Kurama
7HP / 105SP (-15SP)

Foxtrot
Stunned 1 Turn!
38HP / 86SP (-10HP)


Bloodstrike himself couldn't move fast enough to take the hit for Foxtrot, though he would have in a heartbeat. Instead, his rage fueled his actions and he stepped toward the slowly dying fox. Forgetting that his claws were gone in his moment of fury, Bloodstrike lashed out with all of his strength behind his paw. One his paw connected with Kurama's face, the fox hit the ground with a thud and went still.

"Thank you. Help the others! SMOKEPETAL!" He called out to the medicine cat, and gestured toward Foxtrot who'd gone still.

Bloodstrike used Front Paw Blow, dealing 7 damage and -5SP

Bloodstrike
31HP / 113SP (-5SP)

Kurama
Unconscious
0HP / 105SP (-7HP)

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FOX 1 IS PINNED THIS TURN

Falconmoon used Snap, dealing 10 damage and -7SP

Fox 1
16HP / 130SP (-10HP)

Falconmoon
46HP / 116SP (-7SP)

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Fox 2 used Iron Bite on Lionstripe, dealing 17 damage and -30SP

Fox 2
14HP / 100SP (-30SP)

Lionstripe
17HP / 106SP (-17HP)

Lionstripe gasped as more pain crushed down onto his body. The edges of his vision were going hazy and red... He lashed out again, hoping to put an end to this fox before it put an end to him.

Lionstripe used Play Dead, dealing 10 damage and -5SP

Fox 2
4HP / 100SP (-10HP)

Lionstripe
17HP / 101SP (-5SP)

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Fox 3 used Iron Bite on Bearpaw, dealing 17 damage and - 30SP

Bearpaw
6HP / 38SP (-17HP)

Fox 3
16HP / 130SP (-30SP)

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Fox 4 is dead!

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Fox 5 is dead!

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Young Fox 1 is Pinned this turn!

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Young Fox 2 is Stunned this turn!

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Young Fox 3 is overwhelmed! Young Fox 3 flees the battle, bleeding profusely and yelping for it's life!

Young fox 3 has fled!

The member 'Tara' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Effect Dice' : 3

Stormwatcher had beaten the young fox 3 enough for the coward predator to run away which was fine by him.  He didn’t pursue at all.  Way too much work to run down such a quick opponent.  Especially when others were needing help probably.

The big guy looked around quickly then to his former apprentice you did well stoneheart… your mentor musta showed ya good stuff he chuckled once to himself giving her a joking sly look and flicked his tail at fox 3

Bear paw!! he yelped seeing the fox get the apprentice.  He let out an annoyed hiss charging at fox 3

Pick on someone yer own size coward fox! he challenged going right at fox 3 full on barbarian style of not giving a care in the world about fancy stuns or counters… nope this attack was gonna work or it wouldn’t but it was aiming to maximize damage on this intruder

He dove at the fox’s belly
Stormwatcher goes for belly rake on fox 3


It worked!!! He caught the fox right under the jaw on his way in and then proceeded to slash away at its underbelly tearing it to shreds no hurting my apprentices!!! he hissed slashing deeper and deeper into the fox till the fox had no way out.  

Once he felt the fox going limp he gave a final blow to it ending it.  

Bear paw?? You okay? he looked down at the apprentice worried that looked like a pretty bad wound on the apprentice…

It was times like this that stormwatcher really wished he knew the clan better.  The guy only had a small group he knew in the clan… stars… what was their med cats name again stormwatcher wondered so he could call for help on bear paws wounds


(Fox 3 is outta here! You can’t block a belly attack so I think it’s just immediate ko. But can be confirmed too)

The member 'speedy' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Effect Dice' : 6

Beechfang took notice of Mintpaw joining in, that was good. Her apprentice had needed hands on experience, and at least here, this fox was about to be very dead and could not harm her. The big tabby slammed her paws into the back of the fox's head as it suddenly lunged forward, snapping jaws perilously close to Littleflower's face. The second snap that sounded as the fox crumpled was not the snap of sharp fangs.

Beechfang used Upright Lock for -10 sp, dealing -12 damage.

Beechfang
68 / 65 hp
93 / 130 sp (103 - 10)

Young Fox 2 Dead
0 / 60 hp (12 - 12)
160 / 160 sp

The fox turned, snapping at Bearpaw instead of her, and Wolfblossom snarled in fury. "Me, mangepelt!" Without a moment's hesitation she leapt in front of it, just in time. She felt the pain of those sharp fangs, but it was better than watching Bearpaw be hurt. Dazed, Wolfblossom shook her head, trying to fight through the pain. A dark blur raced in front of her, getting to the fox before she could move.

Stormwatcher, she realized. The deputy watched the fox just long enough to make sure it was dead, offering Stormwatcher a grateful look. With the fox dead before them, the deputy surveyed the camp, cats and foxes alike were everywhere. The number of fox bodies that were no longer moving on the ground was impressive... And a little sickening. Once she had taken stock of things, the deputy spun toward Bearpaw. "Are you alright?"

Wolfblossom used Blocking Leap for -5 sp, taking the damage meant for Bearpaw.

Wolfblossom
56 / 70 hp (73 - 17)
146 / 160 sp

Bearpaw
23 / 20 HP (damage negated)
38 / 60 SP

"He taught me a few things." Stoneheart grumbled, "thanks" she added, watching as the fox fled. If there weren't more in the camp, she would have chased after it. Stormwatcher went to help with the fox by the nursery, so that left... Stars, she thought, the camp was littered with the russet bodies. She spotted Creamsky and Lightningbreeze, and a fox that looked to be on its' last legs. Lunging forward, Stoneheart slammed her paws into that russet and white face, digging her claws in as she did so.

Stoneheart used Upright Lock on Young Fox 1 for -10 sp, dealing -12 damage.

Stoneheart
63 / 60 hp
108 / 140 sp (118 - 10)

Young Fox 1 Dead
11/60 hp (11 - 12)
130/180 sp

Graywind was relieved when the fox before them fell. "Thanks," she panted, grimacing at the pain in her shoulder as she stepped away from the fox. "Are you guys okay?" The silvery warrior glanced around the camp that had turned into a battle field, eyes widening at the sight. Several foxes were down... But there were still more to go. Falconmoon's pelt caught her attention, bloody as he and others were locked in combat with another of the nasty creatures. "I'll help Falconmoon. Help the others!" She raced forward, calling back to Sunfire and the apprentices as she did so.

Graywind used Front Paw Strike on Fox 1 for -7 sp, dealing -8 damage.

Graywind
36 / 50 hp
91 / 120 sp (91 - 7)

Fox 1
8 / 60 HP (16 - 8)
130 / 160 SP

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Kurama's eyes eased open slowly. His vision was hazy, his ears were ringing, and his head pounded. If his thirst for vengeance wasn't so strong the old fox would have been content to shut his eyes once more, never to open them again. However... he noted that the old scarred tom had sat down and was looking at the other cats. He looked at the other cats briefly, making sure that none were focused on him... before he slowly rolled onto his belly from his side. He turned, scooting and trying to use as little energy as possible to angle himself toward his opponent. He slowly got to his paws on shaking legs, determined to see this through. His teeth bared... and just as he was going to go for the tom's neck... Bloodstrike turned around and looked right at him...

Bloodstrike heard the grinding of soil underpaw and snapped his head in the direction of the fallen old fox. ... The beast was still alive... The giant tom turned to face him, blood still pouring from his broken tooth and saturated his chin and neck fur in a glistening crimson. His apple green eyes looked briefly back at the battlefield, saw that his clan was handling the remaining foxes... and decided not to draw attention. This fox by all rights was already dead... just a stubborn corpse and nothing more. Even without his claws he could handle it.

"You're that determined to fight me, old one?" Bloodstrike growled, though he also could not ignore his admiration for the russet foe. He never thought he could feel respect for a fox, of all creatures. "Lets finish this then. You and me." He leaped at the fox, intending to use his weight and raw power to bowl the fox over.

With a loud thud their bodies collided. They tumbled, end over end in a grapple with each other and rolled down hill. The landscape of Skyclan's territory was hilly, rocky and full of pine trees. Fox and cat stayed locked together as they rolled.

Faster.

And faster.

And even faster.

Bloodstrike felt the ground slam against his back and knock the wind from him, just as he rolled with Kurama and the ground slammed against the fox's back as well. A whoosh of air and a soft yelp came from the fox, signaling that he too had been hurt from the impact. Yet still, the two warriors battled. Kurama's teeth ripped into the whole right side of Bloodstrike's head. With a sharp yank, the old tom lost his ear. Where it could have landed was as good as lost to the forest. Bloodstrike could do little, clawless and with only both sets of fangs on one side of his mouth. Still, he buried his one top fang over and over again into his enemy's chest, neck and shoulder, where ever he could land it as they tumbled out of control on the way down the hill.

They rolled, leaving a trail of red in their wake, on the ground, the leaves, the tree trunks and the pine needles. Bits of fur, dark, russet and white was scattered along their path as well.

Finally the intensity of the tumbling became too much for the both of them. They bounced hard, once, then separated. Kurama rolled rapidly across the floor before eventually sliding to a stop.

Bloodstrike sommersaulted head-first onto a hard stone. The impact was loud enough to bounce off of the trees and echo through the air. The old tom's body flipped once more before falling stock-still to the ground.

Kurama choked, sputtering red from his lips as he lie there, dizzied and absolutely too weak to move any further. His yellow eyes were dull and the pupils shook as he tried to force his gaze to go back to the striped tom. The old cat wasn't moving. Was he dead? Had he finally defeated his foe? The tom that had traumatized his family for generations... Was he finally gone?

Kurama nearly breathed a sigh of relief, one that would have been his last. But just before his soul could peacefully leave his body...

The old tom's sides heaved with breath.

No...

Kurama tried to fight the shadows closing in on him, tried to resist the sweet but powerful pull of death. The russet fighter did not achieve his goal. He did not live to see his enemy die...


Bloodstrike is unconscious and bleeding heavily!

The fox fell, and Beechfang turned. "Well done." She mewed quietly to Mintpaw, eye scanning the clearing. Most of the foxes were dead, it looked like one had fled... Beechfang watched as Birdstar brought the last of the foxes down, gaze then settling on Bloodstrike and Foxtrot, who was on the ground alongside the fox they had been fighting.

Her fur bristled when the fox suddenly stirred. In a flash, Bloodstrike and the russet-furred beast had leaped for each other, tumbling end over end. Birdstar's voice called for her to go after them, though Beechfang did not need to be told as her paws were moving on instinct. Her focus narrowed to where Bloodstrike and the fox disappeared through the trees, though at least they left an alarming trail to follow. If the blood and tufts of fur hadn't given it away, the sounds of their fighting would have. Stars, but Bloodstrike and that old fox were tenacious. Beechfang followed the trail before her, heart pounding in her chest almost painfully.

The two finally rolled to a stop, and Beechfang stumbled as she finally caught up with them. The fox and old cat were covered in fresh wounds, and the scent of blood and death already hung in the air. The fox was blessedly still, but the rise of Bloodstrike's flank was quick to catch her attention. From the way he'd landed, there could have been broken bones, too. That would complicate trying to move him, but for the moment, the profuse bleeding from so many wounds was the important thing.

"He's breathing!" Beechfang hissed, bounding towards her father's side. "Cobwebs, now!" She called out to Spottedfrog, collecting a few from where a web had been spun between the roots of a tree. Cobwebs were abundant, at least... But this would not be enough to stop Bloodstrike's bleeding. Not by a long shot.

Not that that would stop her from trying. Beechfang gingerly pressed the cobwebs into the wounds across Bloodstrike's head. He'd lost an ear, and that one bled profusely. With how much blood he'd already lost, putting pressure on these wounds and stopping it was more important than ever. "Stay with me, you stubborn foxheart." She growled under her breath. She was not going to lose more family if she could help it.

She'd fallen back into the dark forest's fighting habits to protect her clan... She would fall back on her knowledge gained as a medicine cat to do the same.

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"Good." Wolfblossom breathed out. Bearpaw was uninjured, that was all she could ask for. The answer would not be the same for many of her clanmates today, she knew. "I wasn't about to let another clanmate be hurt." She mewed quietly, tongue rasping across Bearpaw's ears. Birdstar killed the last fox definitely, and Wolfblossom closed her eyes. Cleaning up this mess and disposing of the corpses would be interesting. The sounds of a sudden scuffle, and the deputy's head was snapping in that direction with wide eyes and flattened ears. So one of the foxes hadn't been dead after all... Birdstar's voice rose, ordering Beechfang and Spottedfrog after Bloodstrike and his fox, and issuing orders for the rest.

"Find your sisters. You all did well today. You shouldn't have had to, but you defended this camp as any warrior would." Skyclan's apprentices had put forth admirable effort, especially when many of them were so young. She turned to Stormwatcher and Stoatclaw, motioning to the fox that lay before them. "This one doesn't need to be in front of the nursery. Let's get to work." She said softly. There were cats who were more injured than she was, Smokepetal would have her paws full with Foxtrot and the rest of their wounded. Falconmoon, Lionstripe, Graywind... The deputy would check on them all, but the camp could not remain a bloodied mess to attract more predators.

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Graywind breathed a sigh of relief as the fox fell to Birdstar's fangs, glancing toward her brother who seemed to have sustained injuries just as she did. "Falconmoon? You okay?" She doubted any of them were really okay, but she felt the need to ask anyways. Her shoulder stung fiercely where those nasty fangs had torn at her flesh, and she grimaced as she glanced around camp. What a mess... I can't believe how many there were.

And then more commotion exploded near where Bloodstrike had been sitting with Foxtrot. All Graywind could do was watch as the old warrior and the not-dead fox tumbled out of camp in a whirling mass of claws and fangs. Birdstar had called for two senior warriors to go after it, and Graywind was inclined to let them handle it. There was plenty to handle here, and she didn't feel right going to Smokepetal when Foxtrot obviously needed the help more than she did.

Jaypaw had felt fuzzy apron returning to his senses. It had been a fox staring him down in his den, to now over 5 foxes still dropping like flies. What in the world had he just done. He made an attempt to remember what just happened, and made a slight memory recovery. He had been pinning the fox, Whin had killed it. He was complaining about using a paw strike, for some reason, and the foxes were dead. There was one, but it would die soon. More pressing matters remained. What the heck had he just tapped into? Some sort of battle mindset? Falconmoon had not taught him of a weird battle mindset yet. So what was it?

However with all his thoughts he realized, wouldn’t cats be injured from this? Like, for a long time? How in the world was he not injured whatsoever. No fox landed paw or teeth on him. Somehow he could see himself escalating in his training. After thinking on it for a moment, he decided he was lower than Whin's level of battle. However higher than some apprentices which felt good. He might not even have that happen again, but it still felt good.