martenfang
she-cat | 32 moons | warrior
location: out on moonclan territory | tags: halfmask, nightshadow
martenfang's head immediately jolted in the direction of the sound of the snapped twig. she then gunned after the unknown rogue with halfmask just ahead of her, the forest becoming a blur of greens and browns as she sprinted through the undergrowth. claws unsheathed and long fangs bared, the she-cat was readier than ever to pierce enemy flesh.
"you'd better run, rogue!" she snarled, caterwauling a battle call. "you're on moonclan territory!"
with that, martenfang decided to break formation with halfmask, hoping to somehow be able to trap the rogue with her on one side and halfmask on the other. she careened left, bolting over a jutted boulder that nearly stopped her in her tracks, before finally starting to gain on the tom from new her position. a familiar black-and-brown pelt just ahead caused her to squint.
nightshadow? it was a former moonclan warrior!
slowing into a jog—she was tired from running for so long—she decided to take a new stance. "stop, nightshadow!" she demanded, skidding to a halt as they all reached a clearing. "if you stop running and come talk to us, we won't hurt you."
- stoatwhisker
tom | 32 moons | warrior
location: moonclan camp | tags: honeyfeather
a faraway yowl quickly corrupted honeyfeather's words. "so much for 'peaceful'," stoatwhisker said, quirking a rueful smile. "nothing we can't handle though, i bet... and if they need reinforcements, they'll probably come summon us soon."
the tom also took a look around at the empty camp. apprentices were out with their mentors by this point, and patrols were probably almost halfway over; after all, it was getting towards sunhigh. at least they'd have more company again soon—he didn't like how barren the clan's headquarters looked right now. it'd be far too easy for the rogues if they were to attack.
stoatwhisker glanced back at honeyfeather. "anything new or exciting with you, though?" he asked, smiling again. "maybe talking about something that doesn't have to do with the rogues would do us some good, eh?"
- vinesnake
tom | 46 moons | warrior
location: the rogues' camp | tags: ice
"hello, ice." vinesnake nodded once to the she-cat. "not much, but it could be worth something."
he smirked a bit, feeling prideful. he loved being the cat that the rogues could go to if they needed to know anything. all of the former members of moonclan that had since become rogues couldn't do the same; moonclan already knew they'd defected, and they were no longer allowed on the territory like he was. after all, moonclan still trusted him... and they still thought he was one of their strongest and most loyal warriors. shy and withdrawn, sure, but still a moonclan cat.
if only they new. one day they would, but by then it would be too late. he'd already be leader.
"camp's unguarded right now," he finally said. there was a malicious glimmer in his cold green eyes. "also, shadestar isn't in camp, either. he's out on the territory. it'd make it pretty easy to take one of his lives."
he then heard a loud yowl—a battle cry. "sounds like some of your members found a moonclan patrol," he said, chuckling maniacally. "it'd be glorious if we had a battle today. thunder should try to gain some more territory."