♥Brightclan and Darkclan, The Clash♥ Semi-Lit And OPEN!

[Solanum]

The world was swaying, yet it remained still as ever, his body frozen in place. Legs locked, he tried to hold on, letting out a small whine as his legs buckled from underneath him once again. Ears drooping, he watched the world shifting, eyes staring blindly ahead. The only visible thing was the trickling of blood across his eyes, and the aching of the many scars his face had sustained. In all truth, he shouldn't have made it this far with the injuries he had, but he was still alive and fighting. There was no way he was going to end it here, not after realising how much he needed Featherpaw by his side. Yes he was deputy, yes she was an apprentice, but he loved her and she loved him. That was the only thing that mattered to him now... The only thing keeping him rooted to this world.

(( Code drop for SLAP already. xD I want to know if I have Epsilon D: ))

[Keriae]

(Fey, why you make Owlspirit old?)

Brightfrost purred. "I know..." She thought the their kits. "What about Lightpaw, Sablepaw and Seapaw?" She exclaimed, jumping to her paws, bright purple eyes searching for the forms of their kits.

[Rosalind]

(Falconpaw got stolen, what do we RP with the stolen cats?)
Appleberry just sat, alone and unnoticing in Seapaw's den. Her formerly bright lively green eyes were dull and empty. The blood from her scratches was still on her pelt and she felt no inclintation to lick it off.

[Africa.]

(Bram: Because he's Brightstars son, so he's been here for, like hundreds upon hundreds of pages, so evidently, he shoulda been in the elders den about a hundred pages ago x3 )
(Rose: Youll have to PM Lune about that, I presume )
(Pix: Congrats, you big nag xD )

Seapaws attempts growing futile, she instructed for Icepath to haul Mistclaw toward the stream to their left. As he did so, quite delicately, Seapaw continued to apply her last bit of cobwebs. All the while, she couldn't help hearing Featherpaws desperate whispers, "Please, please, please..."

"Seapaw is with Mistclaw..." He gulped, before moving on, "I-I couldn't find the others." With this, he hung his head, the dreary missery he'd felt earlier comming rushing back at him like a wave. His daughters... His poor, poor daughters...

[LunarFaith]

((Just RP them being dragged back to the strayclan camp, maybe even spotting it (Its dark and holds a deathly smell) something like that ^^ I'll RP lonestar soon))

[Keriae]

Brightfrost drew a shaky breath, looking around the camp furiously. "Well, we need to find them!" She told him, her motherly instincts taking over. What if something had happened to them? Wha if, she reflected, they were dead?

[Rosalind]

Falconpaw's eyes opened dimly and she saw tree leaves and sunlight swirling through her vision. She was consious long enough to figure out she was being dragged and to have a quick thought, They better be glad I out of it...

[Solanum]

Mistclaw kept his eyes open but he could no longer see. He just hoped that it would return once his injuries were treated, but he feared that it was too serious. Sniffing the air, he whined softly as he realised he was being taken to the stream by Icepath... It had to be him... How was he going to tell him about his feelings for his little sister's adopted kit... It sounded even worse like that. The other cats in clan, he could cope with knowing, but his best friend from his past. It would certainly be awkward, but they weren't exactly hiding it very well any more. He could hear Featherpaw's desperate pleas, ears drooping slightly.

[Fey]

Brownpelt wearily sat down, his scratches stinging though he paid no mind. All he could think of was the cats that had been taken, how could they get them back? These thoughts flickered through his head and invariable went to the memories of Shimmerheart and their kits. At the memory of the battle so like this one that took his mate, he sunk his claws into the dirk angerliy. The other cats didn't understand him like she did.

[Africa.]

Seapaw pressed down lightly on the last of the cobwebs, relief washing over her face at the result of finding no blood oozing through the neck wound. Now, the problem that remained was his other wounds, in which she didnt have enough cobwebs to cover. Sighing in frustration, she lapped at his wounds, in attempt to clean them out and heal them more naturally. "Please, please, please..." Seapaw began to chant along with Featherpaw, the voices of the two apprentices slowly becomming a single sound.

Owlspirit pressed his nose to her neck, in attempt to calm her nerves. "You need to calm down before we find them, otherwise we'll never find them with our heads frazzled like this." He whispered, still trying to clear his head himself.