Fire And Water - Warrior Cats (Private)

[Keriae]

Littlestreak chuckled. "And what are the chances of that happening?" She scoffed, her eyes glinting good-humourly. She froze, her right ear twitching to pick up sounds. "Although, I am wrong." She admitted in a whisper, whipping around to glare at the bushes.

[TheSilverfeather]

Scar shuddered at the sound and turned in the same direction as Littlestreak, his eyes narrowed as he tried to make out what was inside of them. He growled as the cat stepped forwards.

Scabior smiled slightly, watching them closely. "Well, may I ask what you are doing on our territory?" he asked, the rest of ThunderClan stepping forwards from the shadows to stand behind their leader, their tails lashing and their neck fur risen.

[Keriae]

Littlestreak smirked, scared, but smirking to hide it. "Your territory? I think you'll find it's ours. So I should be asking you that question." She stepped forwards a little, her head held high. "We defeated ThunderClan, and half of their warriors are now SkullClan cats. Do you really want to fight us?"

[TheSilverfeather]

Scabior chuckled at the way the she-cat talked, finding it amusing. "Dear little she-cat. You really think it's yours? We took over the territory again, and for now I have gathered enough cats to make an attack back at your filthy clan." he said slyly, watching the she-cat. "Of course, we can't let you go back and tell Snatcher, can we?" he said, and with that a bunch of cats surrounded them, their eyes gleaming with hunger and ambition.

[Keriae]

Littlestreak growled, clearly frustrated. "How have you taken over our terrtory, without us noticing?" She asked, her claws sinking into the ground and her tail lashing. If they attacked, she would fight until her last breath, for Scar.

[TheSilverfeather]

Scabior laughed. "Well, you haven't exactly watched your borders recently, have you?" he said and grinned. His gaze flicked from Littlestreak to Scar and back again. Then he did a flick of his tail and some of the warriors stepped forwards. "If you're wise, then don't fight against us. Usually it ends up a bit... messy if cats do so." he said and chuckled again.

Scar looked at Littlestreak, whom seemed really angered. "We should just listen, they won't hurt us if we don't go against them..." he whispered to her ear, and soon a cat stood in between them, splitting them from each other. Scar watched Littlestreak for a while, then turned his gaze to the ground.

[Keriae]

Lttlestreak let her anger get the better of her, thus causing her pelt to fluff up. "It's been only a few hours since the battle." She spat, lifted a paw, letting her claws glint carefully in the sunlight. "We understand that you want yourterritory back, but the decision wasn't up to me. It was Snatcher. Now that he has gotten his revenge, he wishes to leave you in peace."

[TheSilverfeather]

Scabior stepped backwards slightly, but then laughed out, finding it fun that the she-cat seemed so angry. "Well, who said we wanted to leave him in peace? We want our revenge, he killed our siblings, our kits, our elders. It's time we got back on them once since for all." he said quietly and nodded to the cats, whom jumped forward and attempted to pin her. About 3 cats was doing so, so that Scabior was sure the she-cat wouldn't have a chance.

[Keriae]

Littlestreak hissed as she was pinned, but raised her hind legs, raking one of the cat's soft belly, and using a forepaw to slash a another, leaving one alone. "And your cats killed his sister, mother of two kits. You killed a kit before it was even born. ou killed our elders. It's what happens in battle, you stinking heap of foxdung!"

[TheSilverfeather]

Scabior narrowed his eyes. "WE might have killed cats, but we only defended ourselves from YOUR attack." he growled at her. Angered he lashed out at her shoulder, then nodded to a few warriors whom grabbed her firmly. "Now, I'm tired of talking. Bring them to camp." he told his warriors, and they listened.

Scar looked at Littlestreak with sad eyes, but didn't say anything as the cats hissed at him and he turned away, the cats leading him towards their camp. Meanwhile the other cats frantically held Littlestreak down so they could drag her to camp.