by L.I.N.G.E.R » Tue Mar 19, 2019 12:39 pm
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Liongaze || 36 Moons || Hazeclan Warrior || Clan Camp || Tags: Open
《 You see the tears you think I've cried. But find your fears aren't justified. 》
Instantly my fur stood on end when rogues starting appearing in the camp. They found out, they were here for the kits, but between them and the nursery is where I stood along with several others. They would have to go through us, go through me to get at the nursery and I was certainly not going to make that easy for them. Weaving my body in front of the entrance I planted my feet, intent on staying put unless someone directly attacked me. I was not going to abandon my position to go fight, I'd just let the fight come to me. Around me there were cats already locked into battle, claws and teeth were digging into each other, fur was flying. Friend blurred with foe in the tumbles until one emerged victorious. I kept my eyes peeled, there was one cat I was searching for in specific, not to fight, unless he insisted on targeting me, but to see if he still walked with these rogues. I was sure he did, but a small parted of me wanted to believe that maybe he had change. That part of me sunk when I saw his familiar tabby pelt, and when our eyes locked amber bore into jade and a taunting smirk was directed at me. Hawkflight thought they already had this battle won, he was enjoying this, he wanted me to come to him. He wanted me to abandon the nursery, one less guard to worry about. I didn't fall for his games. Instead my attention was drawn away from him when a slightly smaller tom approached me.
He looked young with bright blue eyes, his fur painted with various silver marks. Roped into a treacherous life without having the chance to decide on something better. Maybe for him there was nothing better, maybe this really was the life he wanted. He puffed out his chest growling at me, his claws unsheathed as he stalked towards me, challenging me. Steadily I shifted on my paws to square up with him, lowering my head to protect my chest and I took a threatening step forwards. I didn't bother with words, didn't bother trying to reason with him, I just tried to scare him off with this warning before engaging in a fight with him. He didn't seem phased, instead he met me head on with a sudden leap that had him landing on my back. I felt the wind rush out of me as I rolled with the hit, he looked from me towards the nursery, seeming to think about going in there, but then he turned his attention back towards me. So he wanted to finish me off first? Well I wasn't going to make that easy for him, I had more experience than he did, I had a size advantage on him, though he clearly had speed to combat being smaller than me. He jumped towards me again, his claws swiping down my shoulder, sinking through my fur and into my skin, it stung, but I ignored it using his closeness to my advantage. I barreled into him, knocking him off of his feet and then pounced on top of him where I gripped his ear between my teeth and tugged.
He yowled in pain and thrashed beneath me, my paws on his shoulders kept him firmly pinned. His hind legs were trying to get to my belly, but he was too distracted by the pain I was putting him in to focus properly on trying to wound me. His eyes were pinched tightly shut, rather than trying to take his life I settled for taking his ear and then jumping off of him. He scrambled to his feet and scurried off in a hurry. Maybe now he would rethink he choices. If I didn't have to I didn't want to take lives, it wasn't in my nature to be needlessly violent. I just wanted to be a protector, not a killer, but if that is what I needed to do to someone then I would. That tom was young though, he deserved a chance to live his life, and maybe now he would live a better life with that battle wound to remind him of his mistakes. I dropped the part of his ear that was between my teeth and stalked back in front of the nursery, taking a quick look inside to make sure that no rogues had made it in. I wasn't completely sure what was going on inside with Ivybriar and the kitting, I would check up on her later, but right now I couldn't let that distract me. Once again my brother caught my eye, but he was not looking at me. He was heading straight towards Eaglewing, the look in his eyes foretelling his intentions to attack. He never was good at hiding when he was going to strike. I was about to warn Eaglewing when a weight crashing into me caused me to bite my tongue and flop onto my side.
I could taste the blood in my mouth as I shook my head and looked to see who had attacked me. I didn't recognize the cat that stood above me, her tail flicking and her eyes alight with the thrill of the fight. She was clearly pleased that she had surprised me and she jumped on top of me with her claws looking to strike my throat. I rolled with her impact swiping my paw up and swatting her across the cheek quickly finding my way to my feet as she stumbled a few paw steps away. Her gaze settled on me once more and a sickening smile greeted me. Her mouth moved, but I didn't hear the words she spoke, nor did I care to hear what she said. I kept myself between her and the nursery as she paced in front of me in a small line, her body weaving this way and that. My eyes followed her and when she moved to attack I was ready for her. I steadied myself and her body crashed firmly into mine, locked into combat. Her teeth found my already scratched up shoulder and dug into my skin causing me to hiss in pain. Shoving her away from me I wasted no time in charging at her and aiming for her legs knocking her off of her feet. Her paws came up and I caught a hind one in my mouth and bit down drawing blood and tugging on her leg, and wrapping my paws around twisting my body and her leg with it. Her wail of agony was the only thing that stopped me and I let go of her leg, leaving her to drag herself away from me and limp off as best she could away from the battle.
When she was out of my sight I jumped towards a nearby rogue, my paws meeting their side and sending them rolling away from the nursery, but I didn't pursue, just took up my position in front of the nursery once more, waiting to see who else might challenge me.
《 The pain I feel not on display. An old excuse just one of those days. 》
☠ H A W K F L I G H T ☠
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Hawkflight || 36 Moons || Rogue Fighter || Heading towards Hazeclan || Tags: Eaglewing
《 I'm not always who you think I am. Sometimes I feel like I'm the renegade. 》
The camp was getting nearer and nearer, the scent of clan cats further clogging my nose with every step I took in their direction. That scent used to be all over me, how suffocating. Now I was free of it, and I was going to make sure the kits were free from such a burden as well. When we got closer to camp I forced myself into being patient when Darkfrost spoke, encouraging us to show the clan no mercy. I didn't need further encouragement or permission as I followed the rest of the rogues, bursting through the camp entrance and padding towards the outskirts of the battle rather than instantly charging at the first cat I saw. I knew there were cats in the clan that I didn't want to mess with, I spotted Aspenflame and pegged him as someone to stay away from. He was a large cat with dense fur that would be hard to get my claws through. I saw Hemlock engaged with Lilypool, but decided not to go help. Hemlock could fend for himself, and my eyes just caught someone else in front of the nursery that I found myself drawn to. His golden fur and eyes were as familiar as always, and it didn't take him long to pin me with that gaze that used to make my fur prickle, but now I held more confidence, he wouldn't intimidate me. I could see the fury in his faze when I smirked at him. I wanted to have the finishing blow on him, but he was not the cat I was going to attack. For someone who really wanted a good fight I was sure being picky, but I didn't want to let my thirst for battle to get the better of me.
There were quite a few cats near the nursery defending it, defending that mouse-brained Ivybriar. Why? It was all futile, they should have just handed her over in the very beginning. I scanned over the cats and my gaze landed on a familiar tabby pelt. Eaglewing was a little younger than me, but not by much. I remembered him from my clan days, though I couldn't say I remembered any specific interactions. Perhaps some patrols we had been assigned to go on together, but he was never someone I described as a friend, or an enemy. Now thing were different though, now I looked at him and saw an enemy, someone I should fight. It was nothing personal I had against him, but I zeroed in on him none the less and soon I was walking through the fray, never taking my eyes off of him. I dodged around other cats as they tussled, keeping my defenses up in case I was attacked, but I got lucky as my path towards him was open besides the occasional blur of a pelt rolling by. I tipped my head a little when I was within hearing range of him, my paws crossing over each other as I turned to the side a little and half circled him so I angled a little more away from the main fray of cats. "Hello Eaglewing, I'd say it's nice to see you again, but it's really not." I mused with a twitch of my whiskers. It wasn't lost on me that I picked a cat who's name was not far off from mine, both named after birds of prey that cats tended to fear, especially if one of those birds targeted kits or small apprentices.
It wasn't intentionally done, but I found the thought amusing all the same. Even the last part of our names was similar in functionality. It was the wings that allowed the birds the ability of flight, but I did not need his wings to help my flight. If he actually had wings I'd break them, but he didn't so I'd just have to maim him in some other way. In the time I had spent with him I hadn't seen him fight, so I didn't actually know how good of a fighter he was, but I was confident in my own ability to fight so I didn't fret over it. My gaze was calculating as it swept over him, he was a healthy tom and we were relatively the same size. A challenging fight, but possible, exactly what I was hoping for. "I'd give you a chance to surrender now before things get messy..." I paused for a moment as I aligned my body straight towards him, pinning my ears flat to my skull and and bunching my hind legs up to spring. "But mercy just isn't my style!" The words came out as a vicious snarl as I let loose the tension in my hind legs, my body leaping into the air with my front paws stretched towards him, my claws aiming for a blow on his shoulders to sink in and lock us in combat.
《 And I can't just sit back and watch it fade. This time I hope you see, I'm not the enemy. 》
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Mistaken will meet you there 
((Mistaken is me by the way ^w^))
