1x1 Worrior's RP Bloodclan

[wolfyattitude]

(Awesome!)
Velvetpelt yawned, her tail hanging off of the dumpster and swaying unevenly from side to side.

[A~Random~Fox]

Nightmoon made a friendly gesture towards one of the cats, but was met with an icy glare. Soon, cats began to crowd around him, making him nervous. Suddenly, one of the cats advanced toward him, and hissed, showing menacingly large fangs, and challenged him with his eyes. okay, this cat is asking for it! Nightmoon thought, irritated. he stood, towering over the enemy, and growled loudly. as the cat pounced at him, he counter attacked him from the underside, knocking him to the pavement. the cat thrashed as Nightmoon bit into his flesh as a warning. as soon as he thought it was over, several cats pounced on top of him. he clawed several of them, but they were stronger than him. he knew they had been trained somehow, but he kept fighting, and his limbs ached, but he eventually fought them off, gaining the attention of all the cats in the alley, particularly scourge. as the cats retreated, he unsheathed his claw, and gingerly licked his wounded shoulder, and puffed his chest out proudly, until he realized that the cats had not retreated because of him, but their leader's commands.

[wolfyattitude]

She hissed at the fight, knowing that there should be no inner clan fights, not at this time where Bloodclan were at there weakest due to the harsh winter. Suddenly, Fangeye's lept up to join her on the dumpster, though sat farther back, as if watching her every move. Her eyes wandered to Scourge as she wondered if she should warn the cat. But she came up with her own conclusion.
"Hey you two, no inner clan fights!" She snapped, tail lashing. She was deputy after all, and although her rank in these days was not well respected, she could warn him none the less. She hopped down, her icy eyes harsh though she seemed relatively relaxed, and began to lick her paws.

[A~Random~Fox]

Scourge lept forward until he was a Tail-leingth away. He looked the intruder in the eye. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Uhm... Nightmoon." He answered. this cat was clearly the leader. But what was that collar thing around his neck? he noticed that others had them too, and realized how seriouse this really was. The teeth on the collers were... cat teeth!
"where do you come from?" the lader asked.
"I came from here, but i have never seen you before." he replied cautiously. Then he noticed the beutiful, lean, silky-furred she-cat advancing toward them. "wow..." he muttered before quickly turning his attention back to scourge.
"hmmm... where did you learn to fight like that then, if you are just a kittypet?" he asked, amused.
"I am not a kittypet!" he growled. "and I taught myself how to fight." he said.

[wolfyattitude]

She hissed at his 'wow' obviously he had though she was pretty.
"Don't get funny with me." She hissed, though she was very slightly flattered. Her fur stood on edge however, and Fangeye's lept down to stand next to her.

[A~Random~Fox]

His ears flattened at her reply, as he realized that fangeyes was probably her mate.
"Come." Scourge beckoned him and the sleek she-cat to follow him.

[wolfyattitude]

(Are you talking to Velvetpelt?)

[A~Random~Fox]

(scourge is, yeah)

Nightmoon padded after him, receiving unwelcomming glances from the other cats.
Sheesh, these cats have to get out more often! have some fun! he thought as he remembered all the fun events that had hapened to him and his buddys.

[wolfyattitude]

She nodded, padding after him as she noticed Nightmoon seemed to be the more lively, excited type.

[A~Random~Fox]

Nightmoon glanced back toward the she-cat, but quickly looked back when he realzed she was looking at him.