FeatherClan :New&Accepting: (PROPHECY!) :NEEDS WARRIORS:

[peter parker.]

Lioncall

Lioncall struck out with his hind legs, pushing Leopardfur off and lowering himself in a crouch, "I could see us becoming friends." Lioncall laughed.

{ No, it's obviously not realistic. }

[tealbananas]

(KK, good. LOL)

[sweater]

{Obviously, no one was listening to me. I already mentioned several times that she did not die. She's just unconscious.}

[peter parker.]

How long do you think the battle will last? i have to leave soon and it would take me and hour to get back on )


Smokepaw stared in horror and launched himself on the cats back "No-one hurts my clan!" he yowled and dug his claws in his back as hard as he could hoping she would not die.

{ Just waiting for Shade to end it XD }

[city,]

Rowanbranch
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Rowanbranch backed up with wide eyes. She twisted her head around, searching for another cat. At last, her gaze returned to Featherflight, raking over her and her wounds. She whimpered slightly and placed her head in her paws, sounding like one of the dogs the two-leg that used to live let to her two-legs'. "I'm sorry!" she managed out. "I'm so, so, so sorry."

{ sorry, my computer is getting slow XP }

[tealbananas]

(Why shade?)

[JarOfHearts]

(I have to leave really soon guys we have been rping this for over an hour Are we going to wrap it up soon?)
(AUTUMN your cat could beat up Blossompaw it would make for some interesting drama since she can't fight back since she's medicien cat apprentice).

Blossompaw
Blossompaw prodded Skycall again, gently. "Can you hear me?" She murmured

[stonefeather101]

{Do you know what I mean? Because Lioncall has taken many sereous blows and he isn't even limping}

"Only in your little filthy dreams" snarled Leopardfur waiting for him to attack.

[toccata]

((Let's hurry this up shade! I need to eat dinner soon!))

[sweater]

Skycall became faintly aware of someone speaking to her gently and licking her, but she was lost in a world of pitch blackness. She managed to weakly twitch the tip of her tail, but then remained entirely limp.

{She may or may not die of wounds. I'm deciding.}