Warriors

[a s h e s.]

мυdѕlιde nodded in agreement. "I'll toss the stick. You run first. I'll be slower, but if they chase you before I get down I can always throw another," she reasoned. Her mind was racing, but her heartrate had slowed down now. Hopefully adrenaline would keep her going until they were safe.

тooтнpαw frowned. He swatted at his brother, but his paws went straight through, like swiping at a cloud. "Not fair! This is battle practice, not 'let's see who can cheat the most'!" He said, rolling his yellow eyes. "Go solid again! Or are you afraid I will win?" He hoped taunting Fangpaw would work- it usually did when he was...alive. Weird, to think of it that way.

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Crowfeather opened an eye more then lowered the other. (like raising an eyebrow and narrowing the other. ) He shook his head grabbing her fur and then kicked a stick dog. The dog turned barking at it and he jumped down with her. Hitting the ground hard she hit too but he knew she would stay up there and not jump with him unless he pushed her. "Come on. We do everything together." Crowfeather ran and ran his feet led him to Rockclan and when he crashed through the camp he didn't even realize how close he was. Looking around dazed he realized they were here and the dogs didn't follow. "We're..." Crowfeather coughed looking down at his sides remembering the dogs jaw biting down around his torso. "We're here."

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Fangpaw grinned and was suddenly solid. He lifted up on his hind legs. "Fine then!" Fangpaw was about to fall down his whole weight on his brother when a familiar sound filled his nose. Fangpaw shifted into his foggy clear form. Only one she wanted to see him could meaning only his brother. Darkness formed around a bush and a familiar cat walked out. "Scourge." he muttered. he lowered his head knowing his brother saw the pathetic look of terror in his eyes before his poofed and tried to hide it now, Toothpaw could still see him. He sighed knowing Scourge jus became eligible to walk Thunderclan borders once a quarter moon. A lift on his prisoner boarders and he can walk the came freely.

[a s h e s.]

мυdѕlιde liked what he said about doing everything together. A true warrior's answer. She tried to run quickly- Crowfeather was one of the fastest Windclan cats, still faster than her when they were both injured. Soon they were in the small clearing that represented the only portion of above-ground RockClan terrritory. It wasn't even the size of Windclan camp. Making sure Crowfeather was still ok, she dashed towards the hidden tunnel she'd only seen once before (When escorting the leader to talk with Boulderstar). It was dark, and her paws scraped the stone floors awkwardly. She saw a light ahead, her breathing slowing down.

тooтнpαw was surprised to see Fangpaw vanish again, like a passing cloud. Another cat took his place, but this tom was alive. Scourge. Toothpaw lifted his head, gazing steadily at the prisoner. "Alone? I'm surprised they didn't have a whole patrol watching you." Normally the apprentice wouldn't have dared given Scourge such an attitude. But the little prisoner couldn't do anything without being punished, held captive forever by Thunderclan. Knowing this made Toothpaw more confident.

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Cinderpelt stopped and lifted her head. Padding out of the medicine den she left Strudystone to deal with sorting herbs. "Oh! Crowfeather, Mudslide!" she's seen Crowfeather around because of Leafpool, she knew him well but he didn't know her well. "What happened?" Cinderpelt closed her mouth remembering Rockclan was different than Rockclan. Usually when someone was hurt Thunderclan or not the medicine cats would talk. it was less intimidating and you could get more out of the cat and more of the truth. She looked over her hears down when cats glared at her for speaking before Boulderstar. She waited for him. If Strudystone did it, it would be a little acceptable. But since she was new and Thunderclan not by a chance.

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Scourge lifted his head glaring. "You too alone?" he grinned. "I could convince Nikiclaw to come with me to Bloodclan in seconds my kit. So watch it. Nothing keeps me from sending you with your brother." he rolled his eyes. "I am just so dangerous they would have to watch." he chuckled. "Its quite an accomplishment for me. I am so popular better than Tigerstar." Scourge shrugged. "Anyways, I am proud of my son. Darkheart. For murdering your brother. Ah, I would.... kill..... to see that." he said winking to Toothpaw.

[a s h e s.]

Boυlderѕтαr stepped out of his den, alerted to the presence of others by the sounds of hurried pawsteps and his own whispering clan. He halted before the two Windclan cats, letting his tailtip touch CInderpelt's flank in reassurance before raising it above his head. The cats who were talking went silent and he spoke. "Crowfeather, Mudslide. You look as though you've been through a lot of trouble. Has Windclan been attacked?" He knew the answer before he even asked the question, and his voice was laced with worry. He did not often interact with Windclan, though they shared a border. These two cats must have been in great danger to come to a Clan they barely knew. He waved his tail for the medicine cats to treat the warriors while they explained.

тooтнpαw tried to control himself. He knew Scourge was just being a bully, trying to start a fight. But anger coursed through him, like that day when he attacked and killed the badgers all on his own. His eyes blazed as he stepped forward, hissing through clenched fangs. "Your son will end the same way if I have anything to do with it. As for Nikkiclaw, I doubt she'd be stupid enough to live in a Clan full of crowfood-eating traitors, no matter how much she cares for you. She knows, and my Clan knows, that you are nothing more than a worthless piece of meat and fur." His voice was not raised, but his paws trembled with his fury, his claws sheathing and unsheathing, tearing the grass. A voice in his head told him to calm down, but like always his temper had gotten away from him.

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Scourge chuckled. "Your a brave little kit. But Nikiclaw has been in Bloodclan before. If she really thought I was a worthless piece of meat then why does she ide for me? twice? Ha one time I did it. Why does she fight for a worthless piece of meat when she can have another? "he rolled his eyes and you will never be able to kill Darkheart. " he shrugged. Scourge sighed. "You get angry. I am sorry. I must be telling the truth I haven't said I am sorry since I was an apprentice yourself."

[a s h e s.]

мυdѕlιde looked at Crowfeather carefully. They were finished getting cleaned up, the Rockclan medicine cats had done that. Sturdystone and Earthsong were very quick and precise. Just then, Mudslide thought she heard more Windclan cats arriving- she recognized the voices of Nuthatch and Buzzardwing. Relieved that some of her Clan had arrived safely, she said to Crowfeather, "We should see how many made it out. They might have gone to different Clans."

тooтнpαw tried to control himself, and when Scourge apologized it helped a little, mostly because it surprised him. His claws had torn up the grass beneath his paws, but he finally sheathed them. He didn't want Scourge to notice his temper problem, since the older tom would probably brainwash him or something. He wished Fangpaw would come back- it was always easier to stay calm around his brother. At last he spoke, saying in a deadly soft voice; "Look, I didn't come out here to argue with some Bloodclan elder. You should get back to camp before they start worrying, anyway. They may have let you out, but too long and they'll think you're up to something." He tried to smooth down his fur, and took a deep breath. Better.

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Scourge sighed an nodded his head. "I am so evil, trying to get someone to talk too is sooooo bad." he said sarcastically. "It's boring talking to the same old cat so may I talk to you? How's our brother?" scourge grinned narrowing his eyes.

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Crowfeather was lying outside of the medicine cats den with Mudslide. He noticed her ears perk up then seconds after he heard it. The other cats he stood up quikly his eyes lighting up. He nodded to her and then followed her to the other cats. His heart sank when his son was not in the group of safe vas. He lowered his head hoping she didn't notice his disappointment.

[a s h e s.]

мυdѕlιde purred when she saw her two kits (Nuthatch and Heronflight) were safe. She noticed Breezepelt wasn't there, and let her tail touch Crowfeather's shoulder. "Where are the others?" She asked Buzzardwing. He replied that some had gone to Riverclan, but not many. Most were headed here, moving slowly because of the kits and elders. She nodded. Turning to Crowfeather she murmured, "I'm sure your son is fine. He probably stayed back to help the queens get out safely." She wasn't sure, but she knew Crowfeather might be worried.

тooтнpαw wanted to hiss, but held it back. Was this cat trying to get on his nerves? Yes. And he was doing a good job. Part of Toothpaw worried that Scourge had seen Fangpaw's ghost in the clearing, but he doubted it. Only Toothpaw could see his brother, right? The apprentice wished his father were here, so he could get Scourge to back off. But he had to take care of himself, so he said, "At least he doesn't have to out up with your Bloodclan stench. I'm surprised your warriors can even smell anything after being put through that." His claws were out again, though he didn't remember unsheathing them. He thought he smelled something sweet pass him, like Riverclan mixed with Starclan. Still waters and moonlight. SIlverstream? Maybe. The scent was enough to help him clear his mind, and calm down again.

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Scourge looked over at the apprentice and narrowed his eyes. "Sorry I am confused, I just asked how your brother was not your opinion on MY clan." he said standing up from lying lazily on the ground. His shoulder blades reached higher into the sky then his lowered head did. "Looks like a chance to talk to someone today will not work out. Since you want to play Mr. Tough Guy. " Scoure lowered himself then pounced landig right in front of Toohpaw and skidding his foot in the dirt so it flew in the air around them creating a thick dog. When the dirt cleared and scourge could see the cats face he smiled widely. "Boo..." he said then turned around and stalked away.

ooc; What gender are Mudslides kits?

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Crowfeather sighed an looked up at her. "I hope so. If he listened to anything I told him as a father he should be just fine." he glanced over at Mudslides kits and nodded his head glad to see they were okay. "Welcome, Did you see any dogs on your journey here? We lost ours but some might have gone your way."