○This Leaf-Bare○Mythclan○ACCEPTING○

[Hopping Rox]

(lolz, that'd be funny. PM DiamondStudded, see if they like the idea XD)

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OOC - Recap?

Fawnstar let out a soft mrrow of laughter, her eyes gleaming as she looked down at the young she cat. "You and Moonkit, huh?" She sat down and thought for a moment, "You are about to reach your sixth moon, aren't you? Yes, I think you are ready, and it shows that you were actually brave enough to approach me." She purred and flicked her tail, "Why do you seem to nervous now? You'e already spoken."

Sagekit turned her head to face Fawnstar once more, allowing herself a small smile. "I was just anticipating your answer, that's all," she replied, her voice not so wobbly as the last time she spoke. "Thank you Fawnstar." The young she-cat turned and padded quietly through the entrance of the tiny cove, her manner calm, collected, and mature. A few paces into the camp, she looked back over her shoulder: the opening to Fawnstar's den was no longer visible -- the older she-cat couldn't see her anymore. Her pelt fluffed up in excitement, her eyes sparkling with glee, she broke into a run, screaming, "Moonkit! Moonkit!" as she dashed towards the nursery.

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The sky was blue. The trees were green. The air was warm and sweet, smelling distinctly of new-leaf. Agira was gallumphing through a field of peonies, his tiny paws weaving a pattern of delightful destruction as he tread on their pale pink petals...

The dream ended abruptly and unceremoniously, with no real closure whatsoever (as most dreams do). Groaning, the tabby-and-brown tom heaved himself to his paws, his eyes still closed as though he were denying the fact that he was -- much to his disappointment -- awake. "Is it new-leaf yet?" he muttered, stumbling clumsily along the inner perimeter of his den and eventually locating the crumbling, root-ridden entrance. Eyes still closed, he squeezed through and out into the open air. Reluctantly, he opened one eye... then the other. "Mouse-tails," he muttered, snapping a twig between his paws in a pathetic attempt to express his anger. "Still leaf-bare."

[Dia.]

{{Mink, a kit, was found in the territory by Lilytoes and she was terribly injured by a fox... She's in the medicine cat's den now. Should we do a ceremony for Sagekit and Moonkit?}}

Fawnstar watched the kit leave and smiled. She groomed quickly before heading down into the camp. She nearly slipped a few times on patches of packed snow, but everntually made it down into the clearing. She was met by her big-boned gray deputy. "Yes Blizzardtail?" She asked as she walked over to the fresh kill pile for something to eat.
"Lilytoes found a loner on our territory." He mewed.
Fawnstar stopped and turned her head, "Really? Did she chase it out?"
Blizzardtail shook his head, "This loner is a young kit, Fawnstar. She seems as though she was moments away from death and she said something about a fox. The kit is in the medicine cat's den now with Rainstep. We just wanted to let you know about it to make sure it was fine."
The leader's eyes widened, "Oh, of course its ok! We couldnt have just left her to die!" She fluffed out her pelt, "I'm going to eat something, and then I'll go and see her."

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OOC - I think we should do it later, after the excitement with the kit's died down a bit. It seems kind of inappropriate to do an apprentice ceremony when everyone just found out that there's a horribly injured kit in camp.

Timberfall grasped the rabbit's velvety ears between his teeth and started back towards camp, his eyes -- usually so full of fright and terror, if he allowed anyone to see them at all -- glowing with pride. Blood seeped from the carcass, trickling down its neck to form a deep crimson trail in the fluffy white snow. Oh, no, he thought, his eyes darting back-and-forth from one side of his path to the other in a rather paranoid fashion. What if there are badgers out here? Foxes? Wolves?! What if they track the rabbit's blood and find me?! WHAT IF THEY DECIDE TO KILL ME?! He adjusted his grip on the creature's round body and broke into a run, the hairs along his spine risen in a stiff, spikey row. He was sure they were following him, chasing him, tracking the tempting scent of the rabbit's blood. He could hear them now, their howls melting into the wind --

"Oof."

The young tom now found himself sprawled across the forest floor, his limbs twisted in various strange positions. The rabbit lay in the bushes, still oozing blood and turning the pale branches of the shrub a vibrant shade of red. "Watch where you're going," snapped Agira, prodding Timberfall's shoulder with a tabby-and-brown paw.

Timberfall was paralyzed with fear, his chest rising and falling as quickly as that of a mouse or a vole who was being hunted down by a shark. Who was this strange, terrifying tabby-and-brown tom who stood before him, talking to him as though he were a perfectly normal cat?

Agira eyed the other cat in concern, somewhat disturbed by how fast he was breathing and how little he was moving. But still, he did nothing -- he had no interest in this panicky, paranoid being whatsoever. Besides, the pathetic creature'd be up and about in a few moments anyhow, whether he did something or not. "Well, nice catch," he added cautiously, and, turning on his heel, trotted deep into the forest, disappearing from sight.

OOC - XD This is too much fun.

[Guest]

ooc: Well futtz a rocks butt. I types out a whole long post and lost it.

Mink felt her body be lifted up in the arias. Her body went limp as she lost conscience, her mind reeling as she relived her battle with the fox.

Mink had stopped to take a break, not noticing the threat lying on her left side until she felt it's teeth snap her muzzle, just barely breaking through her skin. Mink stood up alarmed and looked to her left to see the large dark russet colored figure before her. Minks ears went back in fear as she looked into the foxs dark umber eyes, flaming with anger. It wasn't til then that mink noticed the small opening in a rocky out-cliff. I've run into a fox and her den! Mink though alarmed her mind reeling. She knew the fox wouldn't let her leave with her life. It was fight or die.

Her mind was still reeling as the fox lunged at her, not thinking Mink ran forward, not at the fox but below the fox, her eyes shut tight as she did so. She waited for the pain of the fox's yellow teeth to sink into her skin or for her life to be ripped out of her body. But nothing happened, she slowly opened her eyes to find that she had completely ran underneath the fox escaping from it's grasps.

The foxs tail twitched in annoyance, the tiny mouse kit had tricked her. Now furious the fox decided it was time to play dirty and use her own tricks. Mink stood there confused as the stiff anger body of the fox relaxed and the fox got up and walked out of sight into the trees. After a few quiet moments Mink slowly and casiously moved forward, unkninwinf the danger lurking behind her.

Mink yelped in pain and shock as she fel the foxs claws rake over her shoulders and the fox's jaw closed over the left side of Minks face. She tryed to squirm out of the creatures powerful jaws only to feel more pressure on the left side of her face as the fox's teeth ripped through the flesh of her face, the jaws meeting and locking just below her eye. The fox grinned before swiftly jerking her head to the side cuasing the kit to fall forward. The dazed kit screamed in pain as she felt a a tight tug followed by a popping noise and a tight snap. Mink screamed in pain as she felt blood pouring from her face, staring at the ground as the fox dropped her ripped out eye to the ground.

The fox clawed the kits muzzle to shreds before crunching the kits muzzle in her mouth leaving her whole muzzle ripped, crunched and torn to shreds. Minks face burned with pain as she yelped and cried for help in pain. Suddenly the foxs ears went up and her body grew stiff at a noise Mink couldn't hear. The fox dropped Mink and looked around. Mink dazed and in pain saw this as her only chance of escape and quickly staggered to her paws and started to run away.

The fox saw the kit try to run and quickly snapped her mouth around Minks right foreleg about half way up. The fox lift her by her leg up to her face. Mink stared into the fox's blazing umber eyes, her vision blurring and the darkness of fear closing in. I'm going to die. I'm looking my killer in the eyes. I'm going to die and ive only lives a short life. Mink thought as the fox began to swing her around like a ragdoll. She waited for deaths darkness to come but it never did.

Instead her instinct kicked in and she began clawing and kicking the fox's face with her foreleg and hindlegs. She felt the claws of hereft foreleg connect and hook into the skin above the fox's eye. Yelping in pain Mink forced her left foreleg down with all the strengh she had, ripping through the fox's skin and down its eye.

The fox growled in pain and bit harder on Minks right foreleg, it's teeth breaking through the skin, shattering her bones to splinters before one last swift flick of her head, sending Mink crashing into a nearby tree, slumping over on the frozen ground. Mink stared on horror as she saw her r paw and half her right foreleg on the ground next to her torn out eye ball laying next to the fox's front paws. Without pausing Mink ran away as fast and as far away as she could.

Those dark blazing umber eyes swallowing her whole.

Minks breathing became faster and faster making the sides of her unconscience body heave with each fast breath as she laid there in the medicine cats den. Her paws, shoulder and ears twitched lightly to violently. Her mouth gapping open and closing slightly bout every 20 seconds or so as she yelped and screamed in pain in her nightmare. Her body burning with pain and shaking heavily as she relived the worst moment of her tiny life over and over agian.

ooc:close enough to what I had.

[Cavy.]

Rainstep squeaked in shock "Mink! Mink! Wake up! You're dreaming Mink! Stay with me!" Rainstep grabbed Thyme for the stress "Mink!" she mewed.

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Agira padded quietly into the MythClan camp, wincing slightly as the brambles that adorned the camp entrance pierced his skin. He turned his head this way and that, drinking in the familiar sights and sounds. The same feeling of unity still hung in the air, making it clear to all passersby that these cats acted as one: that they were not simply a bunch of lawless rogues, ready to turn on eachother for a few mouse-tails. His eyes rested on Fawnstar, picking through the fresh-kill pile -- apparently selecting her next meal.

Breaking into a trot, he approached her, his mouth watering as the temptingly delicious scents of vole, rabbit, and mouse wafted over his scent glands. "Hello, Fawnpaw," he mewed, flicking the back of her head with the tip of his tail in a playfully affectionate manner.

OOC - Lame post is lame. *Hates* ;~;

[Guest]

Minks breathing slowly began to slow as pain began to spike through her chest and her, her body still heavily shaking from her wounds, shock and cold. Though her movements slowed her paws And shoulders were still twitching, her mouth opening and closing as she seemed stuck in the ever looping nightmare. She knew something wasn't right when everything just kept repeating and she tried to run every direction she could but always endIng up in the same place. why can't I escape? Am i dreaming or dead..? she thought as she continued to run.

[Cavy.]

Rainstep curled up beside Mink to keep her warm.

[Dia.]

Fawnstar jumped. It had been countless moons since she had even heard the name Fawnpaw. She looekd at the loner, and not recongizing him puffed her fur out and let loose a hiss. "What's a loner doing here? What do you want?" She lashed her tail and stalked in a tight circle around him. Her pale green eyes blazed somewhat furiously.
"Who are y--" She broke off. Wait... I know him?
She stopped circling and stood rigid in front of the tom just in case her brain was fooling her again. She spoke a little more calmly, "What are you doing in our camp?

Tigereye poked his head from the nursery to see his sister bristling in front of a strange tom. He trotted briskly over to the two of them, his eyes narrowed. He stood protectively next to her, although still a few paw steps behind Fawnstar.

{{lol I can just imagine what Agira would be thinking had she continued that rampage. lol}}