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[ailurophile.]

[sorry that I missed all of the fighting over there... School is ruining my rping timetables]

Shadetalon gave out an angry hiss then slashed at Darkfang. He then gave them a glare. "Next time, if. You. Ever. Challenge. Flowerheart. Again. I. Can. Promise. You. That. It. Won't. Be. That. Easy." He hissed, padding towards Flowerheart. "Flowerheart!" He called out.

"Pesky soft hearted kitty warriors!" She spat before wiping off the blood that cling onto her face. "Ugh, those cats are such a pain." She muttered, claws unsheathed. "I would give anything to kill that Flowerheart... Alas, let Shadetalon to grief for his dead mate then." She muttered, then added. "Voila."

[roxyuniverse]

♦ Bengalfrost ♦
♦ Tom ♦ Warrior ♦ No Crush/Mate ♦ Apprentice: None ♦ Tagged: Tigerfang, Darkfang ♦
Bengalfrost snorted as Shadetalon padded away. "Like you'd be able to stop me." He muttered, his narrowed eyes glaring at him and Flowerheart. The muscular tom turned back to face Darkfang and Tigerfang. "One day it'll be their blood on my claws." "Anyway." He mewed, going back to their plans about going hunting. "Hey Darkfang. Tigerfang and I are going hunting on CreekClan territory. You wanna come?"

[ailurophile.]

"What kind of hunting?" She smirked, thinking of... Hunting scared cats, those fleeing cats in their camp. "It would be great." Her smirk grew even bigger a she thought of having blood on her paws.

[<sandfeather>]

""Surly puny creek clan kits would taste better than some of the frogs around here." He paused unleashing his claws along with a smirk "those other clans have all the good land its not fair so we might as well feed on there bines!" He mewed

[#Spirit]

Flowerheart
Gender- She-cat
Rank- Warrior
Age- 55 moons old
Apprentice- Rainpaw
Crush- Shadetalon
Mate- X
Sexuality- Straight
Residence- ShadeClan
Tagged- Shadetalon, Bengalfrost, Tigerfang, and Darkfang
Doing- Arguing
Emotions- Worried, outraged

Blood soaked in Flowerheart's fur, she angrily narrowed her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Rainstar'd shred them," It was almost so low that it as nearly inaudible. She sighed and watched as Wolfspirit, Rainpaw, and Darkpaw joined her as they prepared to leave the camp. She instantly swiveled around to face Shadetalon, "Oh... yes, Shadetalon?" She smiled faintly, trying to show that she was not weak. This clan was turning her into something she wasn't.

[<sandfeather>]

They can raise amberkit toghter mabye!))

[#Spirit]

{Oh yesh *rubs hands together*}

[<sandfeather>]

Yay lets do it!))

[ailurophile.]

"Flowerheart, are you alright?" He said, worry filled his gaze. "I need to get some herbs to heal your wounds." He added, glancing at the apprentices, "hello there..."

"Let's do it." Darkfang said, the smirk was still on her face. "Creekclan might tastes better than soft-hearted kittypet warriors' claws."

[<sandfeather>]

Tigerfang noded and smirkedand clawed the ground then exsamed his claws "we dont have time to wasy ed" hs starteed out of cam claws unleashed

Amber let out a cry breathing heavly. Her wound was bleeding out covering her pelt in blood along with other wounds. The sent if death, blood, and bader geverywhere. She creied out shivering from the harsh cold.