NightClan V.3 (not accepting)

[C a s]

He'll receive fatal injuries and almost die, as I would hate doing that to Russetwing.)

Brightshine couldn't respond. His deep neck wound gushed blood, and he stopped struggling under Russetstar.

Edited.)

[#Spirit]

(okay)

Russetstar held up a blood soaked paw is surprise, I've killed him.. a memory flashed back into his mind like lightning, Cedarpaw dead before his paws. He shook his head and backed up, I... I killed him His eyes widened

Snowpaw landed on the ground, scraping dirt behind his paws

(Russetstar thinks he killed him XD)

[areadbhar]

Seedflight jumped on Russetstar. "Nobody kills a Nightclan warrior, even a piece of fox dung!" She yowled.

Dustpaw clawed Stone's leg.

[#Spirit]

Russetstar bucked Seedflight away and smirked, "oh please, do you have any idea who I am?" His eyes then lit with triumph, "trust me, there will be many more to come, she-cat."

Stone bit into Dustpaw's neck and began to grip it with bloody jaws

[♬raιĸoυ♬]

"Your new home." He mewed to the stolen kits.

[#Spirit]

Cherrykit looked around and cocked his head to one side, "it smells!" He complained, "where's my dad?"

[areadbhar]

Dustpaw only managed a quick nip on Stone's shoulder before being dazed.


Seedflight held on with her claws and nipped Russetstar's ear.

[Frostbite18]

Russetwing was worried that Brightshine had not returned, "Mother, could you please watch the kits for a bit" she said.

Reddawn smiled and padded over to her grandkittens, soon she would be having kits herself.

Russetwing followed Brightshine's scent, she stopped as she came upon blood scent. She finnay saw her mate, lying on the ground, dead (she thinks). She looked up at the cat responsible, "How...could you!" she yowled. Fury flooded through her and her dull eyes became bright and rage filled. She lunged at the cat who's paws were red with Brightshine's blood.

(Russetwing's old personality is coming back!)

[C a s]

"Yeah!" Moonkit mewed. He looked like a mouse beside Cherrykit. "Where's Crookedheart? I'm hungry!"

[♬raιĸoυ♬]

"It smells of victory, and your dad, is gone, so is your mom." He mewed.