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Post by Scarlet on Jul 17, 2010 12:03:07 GMT -6
Scarlet's nose sniffed at the Iceclan boarder. Clearly it was there, and recently marked too. Perhaps the patrol was off another direction. It was a cloudy day with a slight drizzle. Slowly, she crept across the border. Following a rabbit trail deeper into the territory. "Come on Voulcer!" she hissed at her clan-mate, behind her.
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Post by Cinderlily on Jul 17, 2010 12:04:52 GMT -6
"I'm coming." He said in a smooth voice, padding up behind her, a plump mouse dangling from his jaws.
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Post by Scarlet on Jul 17, 2010 12:07:29 GMT -6
Rolling her eyes she stoped in her tracks. It was the sent of the rabbit. Coming closer. Croutching down she stalked the rabbit and pounced. Killing it quickly. "This place is filled with prey, no wonder why clan cats are so chubby." she snickered, picking up the rabbit.
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 17, 2010 12:07:52 GMT -6
Wildstar, the clan leader, was on her way back to the clan territory after leading the new kits to camp. She was just at the edge of the camp when she scented two rogues. What were they here for?
The black cat crept up to a scrubby shrub sticky out of the jagged mountain rocks. She hid behind it as she scanned around the area looking for the cats. And then she saw them, looking as though they were sneaking in. She could tell that they posed a threat, how large was unknown, by the way they walked so low to the ground, tails out, fur prickling. What they were planning on doing was unknown, but Wildstar would be prepared.
She waited in the shrubs for them to make a move; to do something. She was well prepared for any oncoming attack.
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Post by Cinderlily on Jul 17, 2010 12:10:31 GMT -6
Volucer cented the air. "Just our luck, the fat Clan leader has come to vanquish us. HAZAH!~" With that he leapt on the Clan leader.
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Post by Scarlet on Jul 17, 2010 12:13:03 GMT -6
Scarlet's eyes darted to the leader, her blue eyes tiny slits. "Viper would be pleased if we brought home a leader!" she walked up towards them a little. If there was a leader, there was bound to be more cats.
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 17, 2010 12:14:07 GMT -6
(IceClan cats, at the moment, are a bit scrawny because the prey is a little low in the mountains. xD)
"So you've spotted me," Wildstar hissed smoothly as she stepped out from the shrubs.
She eyed them both; filthy looking rogues; one male, the other female. It was no wonder they had come to the clans to poach prey...they obviously weren't very well fed. But they had come to the wrong place. Not only were they trespassing, which was enough to be in the wrong, but how stupid were they to come to the mountains. Prey was almost always scarce, and there were many hungry cats to feed in IceClan as is. Wildstar wouldn't allow for them to snatch up what belonged to her clan.
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Post by Cinderlily on Jul 17, 2010 12:14:35 GMT -6
He circle the leader. "I believe he would."
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Post by Scarlet on Jul 17, 2010 12:17:24 GMT -6
((Lets just say they found a lucky spot? xD))
"Get her Voulcer!" she hissed, egging her friend on. This was exciting, she was hoping another cat would come to her. That way she could practice on her fighting techniques that she gained from mountain cats a few months ago. What were they again? Snap...she forgot. Well! Guess she'd just go guerilla tactics on them!
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 17, 2010 12:19:36 GMT -6
"Hmph," Wildstar said in a cocky manner. "So you two mangy mouse brains think you can handle a mountain cat? A seasoned leader, no less. Well, I suppose if you'd like a go, have at it!"
Wildstar bared her fangs, with a spark of anger mixed with amusement in her eyes. She got herself into a ready position; ready to fight, defend, and protect.
(To be realistic, you guys will have to have a hard time fighting me and other IceClasnners...we're mountain cats, after all. xD And sure.)
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Post by Cinderlily on Jul 17, 2010 12:21:35 GMT -6
Volucer had a technique up his butt to. He was incredibly fast, his pace quickened as he circled the leader, I dashed infront of her then changed direction of this circular motion to hopefully confuse the leader. It normally confused his victims.
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Post by Scarlet on Jul 17, 2010 12:22:31 GMT -6
((Yes, yes, Momma Bear we know. I've already told Butt that we must leave eventually. But...we're not going down without a fight! And we gotta wait till at least one more kitty gets here before we leave.))
Scarlet snickered, then stopped senting for more prey. While this leader was attacking Voulcer she could hunt. Deathclan was a terrible territory to hunt on. They were skinnier than the Iceclan-chubby kitties.
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 17, 2010 12:24:58 GMT -6
Volucer, apparently the name of this cat, was dashing and darting around her in circles and sorts. He was making the leader a little bit dizzy! It was quite clear that he was trying to confuse her so he could pounce at an unexpected angle, thus giving him an advantage. But Wildstar would not stand by and wait for that.
She took matters into her own paws.
Wildstar gave the grey cat a narrowed glance, locking in on her target, and pounced, aiming for his rear end. But the quick cat was darting so rapidly, she missed him, and landed hard on her belly.
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Post by Cinderlily on Jul 17, 2010 12:27:02 GMT -6
Volucer kept speedily criss crossing infront of and behind her, his lithe body seeming like meerly a gray and white blur. He surprisingly didn't mock her for her foolish attempt, what he was doing was surprisingly harder than it looked, he had to time everything with intense agility, determination, and dodging abitlity. He noticed she was getting dizzyso he would only have to hold out a little longer before the IceClan she-cat let her guard down to clear her head, then he could pounce.
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 17, 2010 12:42:40 GMT -6
Wildstar struggled to her paws. Once she was up, she shook off the dust and the dirt. The wretch was still spinning wildly around her. What the bloody CloudClan was he doing?! As if it wasn't bad enough to watch the mouse brain, she fell, and now that she was up, she was beginning to get dizzy again. She stretched down with her rear end in the air, claws sheathed, ready for a fight. But she looked up at the cloudy sky to relieve herself of the spinning.
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