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[longlive]

Falconpaw looked bored. SHe ignored everything that was going on. "Yup, whatever." she muttered. Faclonpaw looked at the two harsh warriors. Mouse-brains.

[A-train]

(Shall we knock her out? >:D)

Lightfoot was on patrol with Jetstream, Darkberry, and Tawnyblaze. "Now," he said, turning to the rest of his patrol once they were at the border on the very farthest edge of the territory. "Is it just me, or do I smell BloodClan warriors?"
Jetstream frowned. "I think I smell them.... I think." He leaned over the border and sniffed. "Yup, I definitely smell them." He nodded.
"Me, too," Darkberry admitted.
"Is it fresh?" Lightfoot asked. "I think it is, but.... I need a second opinion."
Jetstream lifted his head to say something, but right after he opened his mouth there came a screech from the heather bushes: "Attack!"
Five BloodClan warriors immediately surrounded the patrol.
"What shall we do?" Darkberry asked.
"Well, fight, of course!" Lightfoot snarled, and he threw himself at the two youngest ones.

[longlive]

((NO PLEASE DON'T!!! x3))

[A-train]

(Okay, fine. *sighs* XD)

[12jese12]

((Recap from page 20 please? I'll just play along with the post above about the patrol with Tawnyblaze... ^_^))

Tawnyblaze turned to face the BloodClan warriors with an angry hiss, and she raised her hackles. "Flea-bitten pieces of crow-food! Come and get me." She snarled, and a lean tom leaped at her. She dodged aside and swiped at his side as he flew past, and he rolled in the dust. She leaped on top and sank her fangs in his shoulder, and satisfaction warmed her belly as he whimpered in pain.

[wolverine♥]

Heartpound nodded in thanks at Storm Star, bounding up to the apprentince - no, slave - with a haunty snarl. "Is someone not coperating?" Brambleheart, meanwhile, looked over the edge of the small cliff with a gulp. Without a second thought, the tom launched himself off the cliff and flew for a moment, the wind rustling his fur. It was almost peaceful. Then, it was like he was a rock! Brambleheart stumbled when he landed, the force jarring his jaw and rattling his bones. The tom shook out his pelt, then joined the chase.

[A-train]

"Could you watch her? Thanks!" Hawkfang panted as Storm Star called to him.
"Hawkfang! We need you to join the chase!" his leader yowled at him.
"I'm coming! One moment! I'll be right there!" Hawkfang screeched back at his leader, even as he bounded towards the cliff and soared over it, making sure he had enough time to brace his bones. There was a grassy and mossy patch right next to the river, and he was just glad that he'd landed in that!

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Lightfoot snarled the two youngest cats. One appeared to be just a young BloodClan apprentice; the second one was probably a new warrior. Either way, they were both enemies! Then... he got an idea! While the other cats were occupied, he slashed, as hard as he could, at the leg of the older one, and, while it was lying on the ground, yowling in pain, Lightfoot pinned down the smaller cat, probably barely seven moons old, down with a paw, snarling, "Keep fighting, my warriors!" as he grabbed the young cat and took off across the moors, back towards the camp.
Hey, now we have a prisoner! he thought, rather smugly.

[wolverine♥]

(Lol. Prisoners!)

Heartpound nodded and grabbed the leash, holding it tight in her jaws as to not let it slip off. She jerked the leash foward roughly, narrowing her eyes. "Come on," she snarled, her voice muffled. She started up the rise with the small she-cat trailing after her, jerking the leash every-so-often and snapping to speed up.

[A-train]

(Pound's open! I got a common b-wolf; the blue cherry blossom tree one. ^.^;)

Lightfoot finally reached the WindClan camp. The terrified kitten was swinging in his jaws, not uttering a word. He set it down and announced, "I've taken a BloodClan cat prisoner!" There was some general and nervous murmuring over this. "Shadowheart!" he snapped. "I need you to take a few other cats and get to the border to fight off the remaining BloodClan cats, pronto!"

(^.^;)

[Chessur]

Darkriver heard something in the distance, he could barely hear it but he knew it was a cat or cats. From Bloodclan. He got up from where he was resting, by that time his fur had dryed and was ruffled. But then Darkriver smiled a little bit. Back when he was a loner and was at his happiest this is how he lived. But he knew he had to get going before they found where he was. He started to follow along the riverbank and heading towards the closest One-clan segment. He hoped he still didn't have any more Bloodclan scent on him because he didn't want to alert them or think that he came here to steal cats.