Magic in the Claws { Warrior RP } { OPEN }

[peachsmoothie.]

{ i think we're all waiting for the other people to reply.. }

[ossa di cervo]

Gah, I'll post today, sorry for the delay! I've been super sick and had to visit the hospital lately. X_x }

[SydneyandStorm]

{{. Oh, no! D: That's never fun. Hope you're feeling better c: I'll post for the rest of my cats once I get an idea on how to fit them in.

[Tordier]

Am I ready to go?

Moonthroat
Female
Heterosexual
31 Moons
Stormclan
Warrior
Air

The first thing one notices about Moonthroat is her fluffy, white fur. She is actually a fairly small, wirey cat, but her build is difficult to see underneath all of her fur, which is very soft to the touch. Her paws are small, as are her pointed ears, which sit firmly atop her angular head, widened by fringes of fur on her cheeks. Moonthroat has large, golden eyes with a typically critical gaze, and her little nose is a bright, feminine pink.
Speaking of feminine, Moonthroat's white fur is interrupted with some sparse splashes of color that happen to consist of patches of dark black and bright orange, typical of a calico. Only the top of her head has any color. Bright ginger shades, marked with darker tabby stripes is the main coloration that stretches from one cheek to the other, arcing above the eyes and covering both the top and the back of her head, leaving her face white. A smaller portion of black sits on her forehead, above her right eye, and extends from her right cheek to the edge of her left ear.
On the left side of her muzzle is another little spot of orange that Moonthroat does not enjoy having. She thinks it looks out of place and still holds on to the faint hope that it might just fade away.
So, though Moonthroat has some calico markings, she almost entirely white, and as such, has inherited the powers of Air. The 'moon' of her name is obvious for the same reason, but 'throat' would seem inappropriate for a cat whose white fur extends far further than just a patch under her chin. That is, until one hears her voice. It is melodious and enchanting, but rarely used to it's full potential, considering Moonthroat's love of sarcasm.
One final trait that one should take note of is Moonthroat's missing tail. She was born with a little stub instead. It just looks like a single ball of fluff, and nothing more. Naturally, her balance has suffered slightly, but a missing tail was not nearly enough to hold her back from becoming a warrior.

Of course not!

Mentoring Robinpaw
Crushing on Spiderfang
Enemies with Emberflower
Friends with Mintpaw
Enemies with Crowpaw
Enemies with Smallfoot

As soon as Moonthroat opens her mouth, it becomes apparent that she has a healthy love of sarcasm. Every other sentence is laced with it, and Moonthroat tends to make an impression of negativity because of it. To be fair, she is a bit of a pessimist, but Moonthroat is also loyal to her clan, her friends, and her beliefs. Most of these beliefs are written out in the warrior code, but in spite of her allegiance to those rules, Moonthroat is actually one of the cats more likely to break them.
She is a master at rationalizing her reasons for doing something against the rules, and if the exception sounds good enough in her head, she will make it. Even though she is loyal to her friends, she has turned her closest one into a foe, for example.
Moonthroat has a certain charm about her, and she is the sort of cat that seems to grow on you without ever meaning to do so in the first place. She is a good listener, and has a way of being brutally honest, yet explaining her point of view in such a way as to not be offensive, though she would much prefer to forego such considerations if she believes she will not hurt any feelings by doing so. Moonthroat might put up a front of not caring, but she is actually quite sensitive to the feelings of others, and it is for that reason that she hides it, seeing as she works hard to uphold a reputation of being a tough, no-nonsense type of cat. Her reputation is very important to her, and she may hold others at arm's length if she feels her reputation is at stake.
One final thing to note about Moonthroat is her laziness. She does not complain about hard work and she does do her fair share around the clan, but she also greatly appreciates any chance she gets to snooze away the afternoon or watch clouds roll by on an endless journey across the skies. One of her favorite things to do is just rest somewhere comfortable and watch life unfold around her, be it in the form of her clanmates, a butterfly, or the whisper of grass blades in the breeze.

Why else would I be standing around, waiting for you?

Image by Speznas35.

Two cats loved each other with all their hearts, and the pair very much wanted to start a family of their own, but they seemed unable to manage it. After many moons of trying, they began to give up hope. They did manage a pregnancy once, but it resulted in two stillbirths.
They were at the end of their rope, and had all but accepted the fact that they would never become parents, when they discovered what they considered a miracle from Starclan. That miracle was a single she-kit that they named 'Moonkit', because she looked as round and as white as the moon with all of her fluffy fur. The kit seemed healthy, even though her tail was missing, but they loved her as much as two parents could love a kit.
Moonkit became Moonpaw, and the Moonthroat, and her parents changed as well. They grew older, and retired to the Elder's den. Moonthroat's parents only died around a moon ago, within days of one another. It was their time and they begged their daughter not to grieve them, but she did anyways. Fortunately, enough time has passed that Moonthroat is much less bitter and is just about back to her old self again.
Her parents' deaths cost her a friendship along the way, though. There was a time when Moonthroat was very close to Emberflower, who appealed to Moonthroat from the start with her feisty attitude. They always seemed to do everything together, and Emberflower did try to talk to Moonthroat after she lost her family, but Moonthroat only pushed her away because the last thing she wanted to do was think about her loss. There is tension between the two cats now, and it is difficult to say if they can find forgiveness for the harsh words they exchanged and rebuild their friendship anew. At the moment, it seems Emberflower is too bitter to do anything but seek revenge, which only causes Moonthroat to become more distant and angry.
Over many moons, Moonthroat has developed a crush on Spiderfang, who was all but a brother to her when they were young. In her opinion, he seems perfect in every way. Handsome, loyal to the clan, and above all, he has such an interesting, kind personality that she cannot help but be intrigued by him. So far, she has kept her crush to herself for the most part, though she used to speak about Spiderfang quite often in her private conversations with Emberflower, before their falling-out. She worries that Emberflower might use the information to get back at her, but hopes that it would never happen.
Right now, Moonthroat's only real friend is Mintpaw. She thinks of him like a younger brother, and has even helped Blazerunner train with him a few times, since they have the same type of power and he has yet to truly master his own abilities. At first, Moonthroat was very disappointed that Blazerunner got to mentor Mintpaw, but she was grateful to have at least been pared up an apprentice at all. Robinpaw was not her first choice, and Moonthroat has not yet formed a very personal bond with her apprentice in the two moons they have been together, but she does enjoy helping her pal, Mintpaw, out with his little infatuation. It didn't take long for her to realize that he fancied her apprentice, so she thinks up reasons for them to train together, and Mintpaw probably appreciates that quite a bit.
She does not think so highly of Mintpaw's brother, Crowpaw, however. The painfully shy apprentice is nothing short of awkward, in Moonthroat's opinion, and she tries to stay away from him because he 'weirds her out', as she likes to put it.
The only personal encounter Moonthroat has had with a rebel thus far has been with Smallfoot, who she promptly pounced on without any warning whatsoever. Smallfoot was a rebel, and that was all the reason she needed, but had Moonthroat actually spoken to her, things may have turned out very differently.

Let's move, mouse-brain!

[ossa di cervo]

{ Moonthroat is accepted! ^-^ Also, please feel free to kill off some NPCs. Names don't matter, powers don't really matter. This fight will only last about three posts from everyone then Talonstar will retreat. Also, I'm SO SORRY this took SO long. I've been getting morning sickness a lot lately, I found out. Crowpaw should come help Fawnpaw. 8D Also, I updated the news section please give it a look! }

T A L O N S T A R
location ; StormClan Camp (Outside Medicine Cat Den)
tags ; Stormpaw - Hawkblaze

apprentice ; Stormpaw
power ; shadow

Talonstar growled lightly, "Stormpaw, get up here right beside me." The large black cat looked at his apprentice and narrowed his eyes, "You're to stay by my side tonight. You must play the role of my guard." The tom turned when he heard Hawkblaze and nodded, "Almost ready. I want you to take my sister and keep her by your side. I know she wants to join StormClan and I can't have her betray us tonight." The tom turned and faced the clan. For several long moments he stared at them all then he summoned his own shadowy reflection by his side, "We shall conquer them!"

Yellow eyes sparked mischievously as he turned and dashed forward, making sure his apprentice was following behind him. He leaped over fallen logs, sprinted up old stone stairs and whipped around some of the crumbling statues. The leader knew where he was going, that was evident and as they reached the brush guarding the camp Talonstar let out a screech, "Are you ready StormClan?!" the cat burst through the cover and yowled, "Kill them all!"

Talonstar immediately headed toward the medicine cat den with a snarl, "Come out you pathetic healers! Come out and face you're fate."

F A W N P A W
location ; camp
tags ; Brightmoon

mentor ; Brackenstrike
power ; fire

The small apprentice jumped when she heard Brightmoon's voice. She had been so intent on her mouse that she hadn't even noticed the warrior approach. Fawnpaw opened her mouth to speak but quickly snapped it shut with a click. The orange apprentice shook her head, "Nothing." The little female wiggled her haunches, so excited by her own news that she jumped up, "Oh, Brightmoon, just promise you won't tell Brackenstrike, okay?!" Fawnpaw was so excited that her claws began to smolder and she was burning her way through the flesh of her little mouse, "I saw a fox and I followed it to the border! It was huge!"

Fawnpaw was about to continue when she heard a screech, "Are you ready, StormClan?!"

Instantly the she-cat fell to the ground and began to shake violently. Her eyes grew wide and she looked up at Brightmoon, "They're here..?" The apprentice had heard many tales of the rebels and how they planned on killing every StormClan warrior but she never thought she'd have to fight them.. Her wide eyes flew to the entrance as rebels flooded through. Her fur puffed up and she stood slowly, "I'll die before you kill any of my Clanmates!" The small she-cat rushed forward and flung herself at the first victim she could find. Her claws connected with matted grey fur and instantly she was dosed with water. Fawnpaw hissed, her claws emitting small sparks, "Get away from here, you mouse-brain." Fawnpaw could only hope that one of her friends or senior warriors would rush to her aid.. This silver tom was far larger then she.. and far more powerful.

[Roseshine12]

Brightmoon
27M | She-cat | Silver Tabby Tux (Air/Water) | Stormclan | Warrior | No Apprentice | No Crush | Tagged: Fawnpaw (and her enemy)

Brightmoon chuckled at the apprentice's enthusiasm and smiled, watching her wiggle around. Fawnpaw was such a cutie when she was extremely excited about something. However, a scent hit her nose just as she told her what she had done. Forget the fox... they had bigger problems that were soon apparent when the Rebels came rushing into the camp at full force. She hissed violently at the sight of the Rebels whom had killed her mother and immediately rushed to Fawnpaw's defense though she'd still likely need some help since the silver-furred cat was also bigger than her some. She slammed the other cat with a rush of misty air and then ran at him as she tackled him away from Fawnpaw, swiping with a furious yowl at the Rebel intruder. "You will not harm this apprentice," she hissed violently only for the spray of water to send her own self tumbling back to land at Fawnpaw's side. She got up and growled threateningly in her throat, standing over Fawnpaw with a hiss and another blast of misty air only to be tossed away from Fawnpaw with another dousing of water, her fur entirely soaked through. She sent her own spray of water but it was once again retaliated. She and the apprentice would need more help than the two of them to take him down.

Blazerunner
52M | She-cat | Orange Tabby (Fire) | Stormclan | Senior Warrior | Mintpaw(Apprentice) | No Crush | Tagged: Talonstar

Blazerunner's tail immediately fluffed up when she heard the cry of the Rebels' leader before Rowanstar could answer. She hissed and looked to Rowanstar. "Meet you on the battlefield!" she called to her leader before dashing off with paws aflame, using the sparks she created under her feet to make her move as fast as a blazing comet. This signature move of her's was what had given her the warrior name she had: Blazerunner. Her paws blazed a path of charcoal leaves in her wake and she soon burst into the camp to see the fight already going on. She hissed and her fur fluffed up, paws sparking with flames before she dashed straight to the Medicine Cat's den, barreling into the Rebel leader without any sense of fear or caution, tossing it to the wind to protect their Medicine Cat. "Honorless fox-dung of a cat!" she snapped, fur fluffed up as she stayed at the entrance, barring the way for the leader, sparks flashing all around her body as the air crackled with the heat of her flames though she was obviously a senior warrior, one that Talonstar had probably fought a few times before and one that just wouldn't die.

Smallfoot
31M | She-cat | Tuxedo (Shadow/Air) | Rebels | Warrior | No Apprentice | No Crush | Tagged: Hawkblaze

Smallfoot easily overheard her brother's words, making her heart sink. Sure, she thought about it but she would never betray her brother, no matter how much she wished her life with the Rebels were different. She could never fight against her own brother, even if they hadn't been close. He was the only one she really had in her eyes. She glanced to Hawkblaze and slunk over to him, watching as her brother lead the charge. She yowled with him despite being disheartened by his faith in her. Perhaps that was why he never acknowledged her. She had to show her dedication to him and she would do so tonight. She hissed and ran into the camp with him next to Hawkblaze, keeping beside him as was ordered for Hawkblaze to make her do. She didn't need for the Deputy to tell her twice or her brother. Besides, she knew she would never be accepted into Stormclan anyway with the deeds she had committed against them. She still kept silent though, awaiting for Hawkblaze's orders either on what to do or waiting for where his movements would take him.

[peachsmoothie.]

hawkblaze | warrior | 30 moons | fire, shadow, air

tags: talonstar, smallfoot, brackenstripe
mood: eager, evil?

hawkblaze grinned when he was told to watch smallfoot. "if he troes tp betray us, i can finish her, right?" he asked slyly. talonstar never answered, but hawkblaze knew his leader wouldn't tolerate any cats disloyal cats in the rebel group. he turned to watch smallfoot pad to him, looking quite unhappy. "okay, i understand talonstar." the deputy watched as talonstar bounded into the camp of the enemy clan. "hehe, let's go smallfoot. do whatever, as long as you stay at least one tail length from me. and remember, i'll always be watching," he mewed, smiling cruelly. he studied the cats, picking a victim. he spotted a dark tabby, and chose him. he couldn't stop his cruel smile, and turned to the tuxedo she-cat. "okay then, let's go for him. he can probably control earth, so use your shadows."

the rebel deputy charged brackenstripe, a shadowy aura forming on the rebel. he took a vicious swipe at the warrior's face, his shadow following and leaving large gashes. hawkblaze leaped to one side and quickly switched to air, just for fun. hmm, i'll need to be fast enough for him to not counterattack, he thought, sending a huge blast of air.

[Just B E .]

.: Shadowstripe

rank; medicine cat
gender; she-cat
tags; Talonstar, Blazerunner

.: Shadowstripe pawed at the poultice she was mixing, a blank expression on her face. Her ears perked at the sound of pawsteps toward the camp. Before she could run out of her den, a yowl ripped through the camp. Her claws shot out and her body tensed, but she tried her best to remain calm. She turned around to see the rebel leader, Talonstar, rushing toward her. In the next instant, she saw Blazerunner attack him. She hissed in frustration. Mouse-dung! I want to defend myself, not be helped like a newborn kit! she thought through an escaping snarl. Hurriedly, she searched for another way out of the den. She dashed toward a crack in a couple of large boulders, barely fitting through. The sight she saw was not a good one. Cats were fighting all around her. Her eyes were frantic as she searched for her apprentice. "Tawnypaw!" she yowled.

[Tordier]

Moonthroat
31 Moons
Stormclan
Warrior
Air
Crushing on Adderfang
With Brightmoon and Fawnpaw
At Camp

Moonthroat was sprawled gracefully near the edge of camp, her forequarters propped up on her elbows as she lounged in the dying evening light. Soon it would be time for her to go off to sleep, and she was enjoying taking a few minutes to wind down. Her jaws parted in a wide yawn that brought sleepy tears to her eyes, but then camp erupted into such chaos that she choked on it.
The fluffy she-cat bounded to her paws, struggling to get her breathing under control. It took only a second or two, but it felt like an eternity with all of these Rebels flooding in and attacking her clanmates.
It was by pure luck that she was able to take that brief moment she needed to prepare herself, since she had placed herself away from the camp entrance and it took longer for the rebels to get that far inside. Her fur rustled in an uneasy breeze that swirled around her as she focused her golden eyes on a target. Who needed help?
Brightmoon and Fawnpaw were locked in combat with a water-using tom who seemed to be overpowering them. Blazerunner had just thrown herself at the Leader, of all cats, and two Rebels had jumped Brackenstripe. They all looked like they could use a paw, but Brightmoon and Fawnpaw were closest, so Moonthroat dashed across camp towards them.
She was suddenly knocked to the ground by a Rebel who hadn't seen her either, judging by the way he tumbled to the ground just as hard as she had.
What a mouse-brain. It's night, I'm white as the moon, and you couldn't see me? Must be my camouflage.', Moonthroat thought to herself as she picked herself up and charged off again before this cat could manage to pin her down and keep her from aiding her clanmates.
Moonthroat summoned a gust of wind beneath her paws and launched herself into the air, soaring several feet up before crashing down on an unsuspecting grey tabby.
Another blast of finely-controlled air to her own flank sent Moonthroat flying off to the side, where she skidded to a stop. It was a little trick she used to help her turn sharply, where a tail might have come in handy instead.
Now that she had gotten herself out of the way, there was a split second where the stunned tom was open to a direct blow, and Moonthroat urged Brightmoon or Fawnpaw to take advantage of it.
"Do, it!", she called to them the second she had escaped the line of fire.

[ossa di cervo]

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T A L O N S T A R
location ; StormClan Camp (Outside Medicine Cat Den)
tags ; Blazerunner - Shadowstripe - Rowanstar

apprentice ; Stormpaw
power ; shadow

Talonstar was just about to entery the rocky medicine den when an orange female dashed in front of him. The black tom grinned from ear to ear when he saw the female in front of him, "Haven't we met before..?" The leader ignored her insult altogether and began to step slowly forward. "Are you afraid of the dark, dear?" Talonstar let a black orb descend on his own body and that of the orange female. Fire would prove a worthless light in this pitch black.

The tom's eyes were well adjusted to this kind of light and he could see Blazerunner's silhouette perfectly. He also saw the shape of Shadowstripe slipping through the cracks in the rocks. The tom hissed loudly, "You won't live to see the light of day, you worthless star-gazer!" Talonstar bunched up his haunches and looked as if he were about to leap after the medicine cat but at the last moment he turned and hurtled toward Blazerunner, "But you die first. You'll never stand in my path again!" Large claws slid from their sheaths and the black orb dropped as Talonstar procured three smaller reflections of himself that all rushed the she-cat by his side. Each shadowy figure had three tentacle like limbs extending from their backs and all the tentacles rushed for Blazerunner's feet all at once. When Talonstar was sure that they had a firm grip he landed in front of the senior warrior, "Why don't you join our cause..?" The leader smirked, "You could be your own leader. You would never have to bow down to that pathetic Rowanstar again!" The black tom laughed lightly, "He isn't even here to save your pathetic life.."

F A W N P A W
location ; camp
tags ; Brightmoon - Moonthroat

mentor ; Brackenstrike
power ; fire

Fawnpaw was beyond ecstatic when Brightmoon leaped to her rescue. The she-cat almost got to her paws only to freeze when she saw Brightmoon get batted to the side like nothing more then a dead leaf. The orange cat's ears fell to her skull as she fore-saw her own death.. her legs began to shake.. her breathing quickened.. Panic was taking it's hold on the small apprentice..

That was when Moonthroat jumped in and gave the small cat hope. Fawnpaw was instantly on her paws, rushing to Brightmoon's side, "Are you okay? Do you need me to find Shadowstr-" Fawnpaw cut off when she heard Moonthroat's call. The apprentice flicked her tail at Brightmoon in apology for leaving so quickly, but she had to help Moonthroat..

Sparks grew around Fawnpaw's canines and claws. Her anger grew and so did the fire within her pelt. She rushed the tom and threw herself off her feet, landing on her side and sliding underneath the tom. When Fawnpaw could feel the sparks burning at her tongue she split her jaws open and snapped them around the intruding tom's ankle. The silver cat yowled in pain and lashed out blindly with giant, shining claws. Fawnpaw quickly flipped and pushed out with all the strength she could muster in her back legs. A small blast of firey power surprised both the tom and Fawnpaw.. It sent the intruder into the air a few feet and he landed a tail lenth away only to turn tail and run.

Quickly the apprentice turned to find Moonthroat and Brightmoon, "Everyone okay..?" she panted.. she was still shocked she had managed to pull off such a veteran move.. She didn't have much time to gain any sort of pride though as a dark brown she-cat covered in rocky armor hurtled toward them. Fawnpaw pinned her ears back, "Not again..."