(Sure, I'll put Wishpaw in WaterClan. Congratulations on your presents, everyone! Sounds like we had an awesome Christmas.
@Willow: Yeah, my parents got me a waffle iron to try to get me to cook. x3 The waffles have fun shapes! It just might work.
@Dawnshadow: Well, SunClan kits are locked, but... What the heck? I'm in a generous mood today. ^-^ Your cats are accepted. Thanks for joining!)
AirClan
Moonheart swayed as the AirClan apprentice delivered a blow to her head.
Ouch, that smarts. Thankfully, he wasn't strong enough to knock her out. The possessed cat regained steady balance and swung again, although it looked more like she was flailing wildly.
Stoneheart managed to land without falling over, but the AirClan cat had jumped on top of him and bit him. He hissed, scrabbling at her with a forepaw before realizing how futile the motion was. The stone-gray tom flipped onto his back, scraping the she-cat off of him and onto the ground beside him.
Ashfeather worried the ice-pelted tom's neck, ignoring the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She was blind to everything else around her as she slowly drained the life out of her opponent. He would die. She would see to that. Fury seethed from her bloodstained silver pelt, and the pain from her shoulder only egged the she-cat on.
Frozenfur couldn't breathe. Whenever he tried to inhale, he only managed to cough up blood. The blood that was dripping from the AirClan cat's bite marks. No more, no more! He couldn't take it any longer. The pain burned anew every time he thought about it. His snowy limbs were now too weak to continue the attempt to pry his attacker off of him. Frozenfur shuddered once and felt no more.
Darkclaw was unsure what to do now that his opponent had raced away. He could let her go for now, but if she decided to fight again, he would fight. The young tom spotted Mosscloud's brindled fur out of the corner of his eye. She was facing two cats. He raced to her assistance.
(Oh, I almost forgot. It's "Unconscious".)