(I'm sorry, Cookie, but Airclan is pretty much full. The elder is accepted, but the apprentices are locked.
@Rose: I got an iPod Touch for Christmas!!!!! I am so excited!! ^-^ I've been playing with it all day. It has internet, and I can text... So many technological phenomenons. o.o)
WaterClan
Silverleaf slowly felt exhaustion prodding at her limbs, making them want to give out. So tired... After lapping up the water, Dawnsinger also fell asleep. Stormcall didn't look too pleased about this. "She looks a bit more peaceful," Silverleaf mewed thoughtfully, gazing at her bedridden friend. The siblings both knew that that could be taken in several different ways. Dawnsinger could be at peace because she was on her way to recovering, or she could be at peace on her way to StarClan.
Rivertail laughed at Honeydew's comment. "Where do you think the rest of us are going? For a swim in the lake?" He padded alongside the riverbank, keeping one eye on his young companion and one eye on his leader.
AirClan
Ashfeather raked her claws across the escaping DarkClan cat's face, her jaw set determinedly. The wound in her shoulder burned with new vigor, but the fiesty she-cat used the adrenaline to spur herself on to battle. Many an opponent had discovered that Ashfeather was not nice when she was angry.
Stoneheart - who was not very bright - decided to use brute force against the slender AirClan cat. He leapt at her, aiming one clawed forepaw at her delicate leg. His intent was to break her leg and knock her down so his jaws and claws could wreak havoc on the rest of her tender flesh.
Darkclaw noticed a strange geological feature out of the corner of his eye. Maybe... The young tom swiped at the AirClan cat once more and took a step backwards, hissing provocatively.
Frozenfur ripped and teared at his paradoxic(?) opponent, grinning in malicious delight at the AirClan tom's shrieks.
Ashfeather heard the cries of her mate and whirled away from the white she-cat she had been fighting. Another scream. Ashfeather cringed, wanting to sink into the earth and decompose before she ever had to hear that sound again. The silver she-cat leapt at the DarkClan tom's throat, sinking her teeth in and digging her claws into his snow-furred chest.
Frozenfur yowled in surprise only to find that his air supply was cut off. He would suffocate. Panic set in and the desperate tom scraped wildly at his attacker, trying to dislodge her claws from his flesh. Blood began to seep out from the sides of the silver she-cat's mouth, staining Frozenfur's white pelt. The blood also began to ooze out on the inside.
Nightfeather collapsed in a bleeding heap, pain making his head spin. Never in his life had he experienced anything even close to this. Blackness began to creep into the corners of his vision as he gasped for air. His eyes began to glow, complying to his subconscious need, but that only drained the last bit of energy Nightfeather had left. The blackness engulfed him, and the light in his eyes slowly went out.
Moonheart whimpered as another set of thorns pricked her tail. The gashes on her face from the AirClan she-cat oozed blood, burning painfully. One claw had just grazed her eye, making that water until her vision was blurry. Icestar spurred her on, taking over her body to whirl on the apprentice that had attacked her. Moonheart's body used its front paw to deliver a vicious blow to the tom's shoulder.
Mosscloud ignored the sound of pain and the scent of blood as the sight of two warriors stirring in their den caught her attention. One of them would do nicely. The tom, maybe. Icestar always did prefer larger minions. Now Mosscloud only had his companion to worry about. The brindled she-cat frowned, but had faith that Icestar would find a way. Now for the kidnapping. Mosscloud crept around the side of the den, her pelt blending in alost perfectly with the mottled shadows. As the tom was in midstep, Mosscloud sprang, her paw reaching for the pressure point at the base of his neck that would knock him out instantly. (Humans have them, so why not cats?
I guess.)
(Take that, Frozenfur and Moonheart! D=< Nobody messes with Ashfeather! x3 Unfortunately, Nightfeather is in serious trouble. I didn't realize how bad it was until I typed it. :s Sorry, Nightfeather. He may not survive!
Oh, and as an afterthought, if anyone feels like ordering a story of one of their PowerClan cats from me, you should probably do it tomorrow so I'll have something to do while wandering in the desert Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. x3)
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