1x1 Worrior's RP Bloodclan

[wolfyattitude]

"Of course." She replied, smirking. She left the den and took her place on top of a dumpster, observing the alley way. She gulped, as some cats seemed to be preparing an ambush on Nightmoon. She leapt down, standing in front of them.
"What do you think your doing?" She snarled, tail lashing.
"Get out of our way, or we'll hurt ya." Ripple growled from behind them.
"Very well." She growled, pretending to walk away but instead leaping on the unsuspecting she-cat, her claws piercing her skin and digging into her flesh. The pair fought bitterly, ripping tufts of fur from eachother. Fangeye's attempted to help, her a look in Velvetpelt's eyes told him no. This was her battle. Snarled with fury, she ripped a chunk from Ripple's ear, and the she-cat cowered as Velvetpelt toward over her, victorious.
"No inner clan fights, or I won't hesitate to skin you, head to toe. Know all of you, get out of my sight, or else." She snarled, dissmissing them with a flick of her tail. They left without a word, heads bent toward the ground as if the very presence of Velvetpelt was making them shake. She snorted and returned to her spot on the dumpster, Fangeyes jumping next to her.
"Are you alright?" He mumbled, concern in his voice.
"I'm fine, just a few scratches." She smiled, pawing at her blue collar that was studded with dogs and cats teeth.

[A~Random~Fox]

Night moon's jaw dropped, and he now admired and feared her even more than before. He sized up fang eyes, and realized that he was just slightly bigger than him, and a lot more fun too. Maybe he could win over the she-cat's affections?

[wolfyattitude]

She licked at a large gash on her hind leg, and although painful it wouldn't cause much harm. She curled her tail around her paws, hiding the painful wound and sat, observing the clan with odd grace about her. She delicately pawed at her wound, avoiding wincing at the sudden pain that came with her clueless prodding. She snorted at her arrogance, and nudged Fangeyes, his short pelt seeming thick compared to hers, which seemed long though she was an English short haired cat. She turned her attention to Ripple, who had crawled from the shadows.
"Round two?" She chuckled, leaping down.
"You won't be so lucky this time, flea pelt." Ripple snarled and leaped at her, though Velvetpelt's thick fur made it difficult to pierce her skin. The she-cat snarled and sunk her teeth into Ripples shoulder, the warm blood seeping into her mouth, making her lose a grip and spit violently. Ripple snarled though her anger was laced with pain.
"Give it a rest, I'm stronger." Velvetpelt growled, raking her claws against Ripple's nose, her fur bristling with fury.
"Well you've lost me then. Because I just needed to weaken you. I know Bones coming, because I'm on his side." Ripple laughed manically before darting out of camp.
"After her!" Velvetpelt yowled, Buttons and Silverfur obeyed, though couldn't catch her.
"Fox dung." She growled, her wounds making it hard to move, so she lay in the clearing, her own blood dripping on the concrete twoleg ground.

[~SkylaraWolf~]

(GAHHHH SORRY what did I miss???? The school comp wouldnt let me on for a while... who do I have to heal what has been going on... GAH I FEEL SOOOOO LEFT OUT BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN GONE!!! SORRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY!!!now I feel like my friend....)

[A~Random~Fox]

Night moon ecscaped into the cool night air, his eyes glowing as they did often. He let out a long breath and flicked his tail as a goodbye to velvitpelt. He strutted down the steet, feeling like he was on top of the world once more, the warm wind caressing his short, black, fur. He peered at the white tip of his tail and smiled at it. He was glad that he had this mark, as well as the tiny sliver-moon shaped splotch on his right hip. He thought about the clan and velvitpelt. Sooner or later he would have to answer to them. But what would he say? He pondered this thought as his best friend came to join him on the roof of the little bakery on conners street. He nodded to her, as she came up and nudged him playfully.
"hey night! Haven't seen ya forever!" she said smiling.
"hey ginger! How have you been? I see those farm dogs caught up to you..." he joked, peering at the scratch above her eye. She had grown up on a farm in the rafters, taunting the two dogs that belonged to the
twolegs. She was a sleek, golden tabby with light-blue eyes and nightmoon thought she had been the prettiest cat in the world until he met velvitpelt... But she had a better personality it seemed.
"ha ha , very funny." she said sarcasticaly as she sat.

[wolfyattitude]

Fangeye's lept down, though she held him back with an iron gaze. She didn't want anyone to think she was weak. She spat out some blood, though her vision was still clouded with red.
"Fox dung." She spat, then her eyes grew wide as she realized the other cats that had planned the ambush, Storm and Golden were advancing on her. They spat at her, yelling taunts.
"Get back up so we can knock you back down." They chanted, their tails wavings like banners in the cold, crisp winter air as they challenged her. She shakily got to her paws.
"You runts need to be dealt with anyway." She spat, unsheathing her claws. Fangeye's gulped as she did so, as they were begining to slowly advance forward, growls erupting from their throats. She had no chance to win against these two muscular tomcats, but, she had to try. Yowling a battle cry, she leapt 4 feet into the air, and landing with a thud ontop of the two cats, clawing madly at their backs and heads. Golden twirled around and scored her belly several times, leaving multiple wounds that although were not deep, were bleeding badly. Storm took advantage of the situation and leaped at her head, smacking it against the hard, concrete twoleg ground and making her yowl with pain. Velvetpelt was tossed against a dumpster, her soft grey fur layered with thick, red blood that carried the scent of a vicious battle. Storm and Golden walked over, smirking. They would kill her if they got the chance, her why the extra work? She was already about to fall unconcious.

[A~Random~Fox]

Scourge lept from the shadows, onto of the two cats, slashing their sides and knocking them to the ground. He sat up, and challenged them. They lept upon him, but before they could hurt him, he spun around, and lept into the Air, slamming them to the ground. They let out sharp, angry, painfull yowls, and scourge slashed three scratches across their eyes. This was the mark of xisle, and all the cats gasped as the two warriors ran away, out of sight. Scourge gave velvitpelt a caring glance, and dashed back to his den without a word, and without a scratch on his body.

Night moon licked ginger's ear and layed down. He was happy to have her company.

[wolfyattitude]

She lay, semi concious and grateful for her life though the blood that seeped from her body was now becoming way to much, though there was nothing the she-cat could do the sides grit her teeth and bare it.

[A~Random~Fox]

Night moon fell asleep quickly, and curled up next to ginger. She licked his ears and purred.

[wolfyattitude]

She clambered awkwardly to her paws, limping lop sided through the camp, struggling to stay concious. Her collar, that was studded with various cats and dogs teeth, was splashed with her own blood and she beared scars on her under belly.