♥Brightclan and Darkclan, The Clash♥ Semi-Lit And OPEN!

[Rosalind]

"Okay." Appleberry meowed, hardly even noticing anything going on around her. It seemed like she was watching it all from far away. The only thing seeming to be real had been Leopardfrost there with her and now Icepath guiding her to safety. It had all happened so fast, everything was perfect one moment then the next nearly everything she held dear was taken from her.

[Яαιиωнιƨρɛя]

((Okay....hmmm...can the weeks be one week for us?))

[Keriae]

(It'd be more like months.)
(Bleh, I hve no idea what to post. Help me guys?)

[Solanum]

Whispertail padded out of the den, standing over Kitewing's kits as if they were her own. "Blackstar..." Her tone said it all... Where was their mother. Pushing them back into the den so they didn't have to see the carnage outside, she politely asked a Darkclan queen to care for them. She was more than happy to. It was more than obvious that her kits were due anytime now, so she shouldn't have been walking, but there was no way she wasn't saying goodbye. "Ternfeather..." Although she wanted to share some words for her friend, the sight of her like this just sent her into tears... What kind of monsters did this to her... She had been literally ripped apart by tooth and claw.

[Rosalind]

OCC: Here Bram, I'll make up a little "daddy" opportunity for Blackstar. c:
Spottedkit's paws and ear twitched as she dreamed. This was no happy dream though, it was of them attacking camp again but this time they were all after her. The blood dripping off their fangs seemed so real that she squealed. Waking up with a start, she started crying and shivering.

[Africa.]

(Pointerz, it depends on the movement of the RP.)

(Mregh... Not much to post since half the clan thinks that the battles over and the other half is fighting snatchers.)

Featherpaw squealed in pain as the apprentice bit down on her back leg. Jumping away, she snarled, ready to lunge back at him, but now, he dissapeared in response to his leaders retreat call. It seemed that he understood he couldn't manage to snatch Featherpaw, and gave up. Watching him dissapear, she was absolutely stunned. Looking around her, she realized other cats were retreating too. Squinting her eyes through the fog, she attempted to distinguish any of her own clanmates being snatched, but the effort was useless through the dense fog.

Jayfire pressed his nose into Whispertails flank, in effort to comfort her. "Whispertail... Come on, we need to avenge these deaths. You know as well as I do that if they're willing to murder our warriors, we need to be ready to murder theirs. Please, come. We must avenge her, she deserves that." His voice was soft, solemn as he moved to face those sad eyes. He could still hear soft snarls from behind the camp walls.

Icepath slowly guided Appleberry towards Seapaws den, pushing the mossy overhang aside for the heartbroken she-cat to enter. Seapaws head snapped up, eyes bloodshot and heavy, but paws still working away at Frostpaws body, Brackenfrosts silent orders comming through Poppygazes mouth.

[yuki,]

(Um... Recap? I really want to jump back in since it's summer and I have loads of time to RP!!! >_<)

[Fey]

(Well a group of cats who call themselves StrayClan attacked BrightClan's camp, killing Ternfeather and Sunflame and snatching many more cats. Currently Seapaw is working hard to save Frostpaw, Blackstar is comforting a kit named Spottedkit, Icepath is giding Appleberry to Seapaw's den because Sunflame and she were mates, Falconpaw is sleeping under a bush, Featherpaw and Mistclaw are still fighting a little ways from camp, I just joined with my character Brownpelt and he is fighting any cats attempting to come in from the forest, and Jayfire and Whispertail are mourning Ternfeather. Goodness, I think I hit everything going on.)

The sun was setting and sky was painted orange and red, the rays shafted down through the leaves and onto Brownpelt's fur, warming it gently. He hardly noticed though, as he spotted two cats approaching him with snarls. Stopping, he waited patiently as her knew they would rush into attack. That was one thing he had learned about these cats, they rush into attacking and can't react fast if you anticipate what they are going to do. It was a weakness. Small, but a weakness. Another important thing he learned was that they almost always fought in groups. So if you could seperate them, you would have a higher chance of defeating them. Upon watching the two advancing upon him, and realized by their body language that one was planning to jump up on him while the other went for his thoart. One, two, three... the first cat jumped, Brownpelt neatly slid out of the way landing a long, deep scratch in the cat's side and then barreled into the second cat biting down on his ear extremely hard in warning. With only a few more scratches, bites and failures at killing him, they ran off with Brownpelt yowling a warning, "Don't you EVER come back!"

[yuki,]

(... Dang it! I still don't know how to jump in... Oh well, that's just me for you! xD)

[Solanum]

(( One of your chars could find Mist/Feather? ))

Mistclaw made his way back to Featherpaw, several dead cats lying where he had been fighting, but his body was covered in cuts and bruises. His vision was clouded by blood, but he could just about make out his apprentice. Gasping for breath, his throat bleeding more severely than the rest of him, he padded back to her, but collapsed at her paws, struggling to breathe. His windpipe had been crushed but his jugular was intact, it would give him a little more time but he was suffocating. At least he had brought down some of those strayclan b******s with him, although his death was being dragged out when theirs was quick. In a way he had been kind to them. The pain was intense, but he remained silent.

Whispertail sighed, shaking her head. "I wish I could. I really do. They should pay for what they did, but I don't think it would be a good idea for me." Smiling weakly at him, then glancing at her very swollen belly, she sighed once again, ears drooping. She wasn't sure how long it had been since Spiritlife had disappeared, but she hadn't been left alone. In that time, she had gotten closer to Jayfire. Although the kits wouldn't be his, she was certain that he wouldn't mind raising them with her. Uncertain of how long she had wanted to ask him to be her mate, she didn't feel it was appropriate at that time... This was a time of grieving... Both sides had lost many, but each Brightclan or Darkclan cat would be missed like a piece of them.