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Round 5
Aug 6, 2013 17:48:36 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2013 17:48:36 GMT -6
Ashes from Crying Fires followed after the sunteller. Her eyes sharp and ears alert, she was ready for anything that came to their troubles. Being the only cave guard she had to stay strong and try hard to protect the three prey-hunters and the teller. It was her job on territory and off, this was the big chance to show she was meant to be a cave-guard and that she could be trusted. Sure, her mind wandered but when needed she was always here and ready to fight to the death if that's what it took.
Her petite body slid through the grass as she stayed close being the sunteller. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she crouched slightly to keep a good speed when needed. She watched as Sunken Sun and Wind jumped through the underbrush. She blinked and then shrugged, leaping through as she landed on her feet when finally leaping out of the underbrush. She watched as the teller and prey-hunter came to a stop. Slowly, she stopped beside the teller and looked forward, her eyes traveling from side to side for any sign of danger.
Her head turned as he spoke to Rat, and then her attention was on Rat. He had the best information on what would happen if they ran into these savages he spoke of, and so she trusted him. Her ears lay back as the wind blew lightly. This was much different from home but she liked the looks of it. However, she didn't like feeling unsafe and not knowing her surroundings. She blinked and sat down for a moment and breathed. She always did feel calm in a forest.
Then, Wind spoke and sounded scared. She said the air smelled of blood. Taking a scent, she looked around blinked. The blood smelled fresh and close .. that wasn't good. What was out there and why was it bleeding? Was it alive? Was it gonna hurt them? So many bad questions, so many worries. She was not wanting this. She thought this would be a easy journey .. but then again nothing is easy .. sighing she shook her head.
"It smells fresh" she mewed.
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Round 5
Aug 6, 2013 19:51:19 GMT -6
Post by Rat Who Scurries Through Rocks on Aug 6, 2013 19:51:19 GMT -6
Eww eww eww. This place was foreign and horribly dirty. It took all Rat's mental ability not to get up and run away from this horrific place. It was full of savages and dirt and savages and...dirt.
But, he had to make sure that the Sunteller was not lost. After all, Sunteller was the leader and the leader had to be protected at all costs. Even the highest of all costs. Death.
Suddenly Sunteller said something to him and attention was on him. "Rat, could you give us a quick rundown about what we should do if we encounter some of this--- savages, as you called them."
"Right. Right. Okay, okay. So, this seems to be some middle area of all the territories. So we could meet any of them, so I'll go over all four of the big ones."
"First are the biggest ones. I call them Fatties. They're mountain cats so they'll be built similarly to the Cave Guards. They are likely to be fighting the others and will probably kill you if they catch you."
"Next are the fast ones. I call them Runners. They're plains cats so they'll be built similarly to the Prey Hunters. They steal kittens and the such, so they might kidnap you. Or eat you, so I've heard."
"Now the climby ones. I call them Monkeys. They seem to live in trees, the weirdos. Don't quite get it but whatever. They seem to get beaten up a lot by the others, so they're probably weakest."
"Finally are the leftovers. I call them Trash. They seem composed of the loners you find on the outskirts of the forest, except better organized. Weirdly they are led by a Runner."
"All of them are probably hostile."
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Round 5
Aug 6, 2013 20:15:38 GMT -6
Post by Ibiswing on Aug 6, 2013 20:15:38 GMT -6
Ibiswing squinted, pricking her ears. She licked Cloudbreeze on the forehead again, reassuringly, and then strained to listen. Was that a voice? Multiple voices? Maybe she was going insane now, after seeing all those deaths, and they were all in her head. She shook the thought away, trying not to get distracted, and crept forward. Yep, that was definitely a voice. A tom's voice, to be exact. Huh. There weren't even any tom tributes anymore! And Moonfeather wasn't a tom...
... or was she?
No, jk. Ibiswing sighed. "Who goes there?" she yelled in a big, fancy, important tone. It rumbled through the surrounding forest, rasped slightly with the age that was creeping up on her. She picked up a few words- "trash," "forest," "hostile." Who could possibly be here?
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Round 5
Aug 6, 2013 20:35:11 GMT -6
Post by Cloudbreeze on Aug 6, 2013 20:35:11 GMT -6
Cloudbreeze closed her eyes when Ibiswing licked her head, her tail twitching once before her ears pricked, eyes opening again. The gray and white cat tilted her head, letting Ibiswing handle the talking. Who were these cats? What were they? Why were they even here.
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Round 5
Aug 7, 2013 2:29:56 GMT -6
via mobile
Post by Crystalclaw on Aug 7, 2013 2:29:56 GMT -6
Crystalclaw lifted herswlf off the ground and backed away from Falconwing. She shook the dirt off and let a couple stray teara fall off her cheeks. Voice's where coming from not two far away. Savages?
She could not tell what they where talking about but whoever it was they sounded hostile and scary.
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Round 5
Aug 7, 2013 15:24:00 GMT -6
Post by Teller of the Sunken Sun on Aug 7, 2013 15:24:00 GMT -6
Sunteller paused while the other members of his patrol each made an observation about the scent. There was rustling coming from the other side, but Rat seemed to have investigated this area well. He came well prepared with information, and Sunteller began to settle down. He felt reassured that he was provided with the basic information. If faced with hostiles, they would know how to defeat them upon a glance, knowing their basic strengths or weaknesses. However, it didn't help that currently, they would all have the homeground advantage. He flicked an ear towards each of this warriors to acknowledge them, but didn't say anything. The scent was strong. The hostiles were nearby.
A voice seemed to push through the underbrush, a few pawsteps could be heard briefly in the wind. Did they stand upwind from the hostiles? Taking his mind away from the hostiles for a brief moment, he realized this was true. It seemed that the world was not in their favor. However, an ancestor had sent him here-- surely with purpose! They wouldn't just abandon them, would they? Unease.
No. No- don't think about those things. Sunteller shook his head and dismissed all negative thoughts. This was not a good time to be pessimistic. He was to be a confident leader. Confident.
Hoping that his exterior was as calm as his current mindset, he announced loudly "Show yourself". His voice wasn't shaky thankfully but he'd noticed that his right forepaw was quivering with anxiety. Was it positive? Negative? Was it- fear? No- nonsense. There was no point in being afraid of savages. They were probably all less advanced than themselves in fighting techniques anyways. His tribe has been training for generations. Surely- surely - they would be stronger than the hostiles.
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Round 5
Aug 7, 2013 16:58:14 GMT -6
via mobile
Post by Crystalclaw on Aug 7, 2013 16:58:14 GMT -6
Crystalclaw heard another voice. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine who it belonged to. A male? Probably larger then her and an adult. She opened them and decided if she was not to die she must do what she was asked too.
Crystalclaw stepped forward and flinched as she saw many cats standing in front of her. She tried to look brave but instead her tail drooped. Quickly she brought it up and puffed out her chest looking better then she did at first.
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Round 5
Aug 7, 2013 17:45:10 GMT -6
Post by Ibiswing on Aug 7, 2013 17:45:10 GMT -6
Ibiswing shuddered as she smelled a cat. Multiple cats, actually. Their scent was strange and unfamiliar- not from a Clan, but they didn't smell like loners, rogues, or kittypets either. She pricked her ears as the voice called out, more loudly this time: "Show yourself! The she-cat sucked in a breath and followed Crystalclaw to where the cats seemed to be.
She turned a sharp corner, and the figures of four cats made themselves apparent. She'd certainly never seen them before. Her fur bristled. Couldn't they see that they didn't need anyone trampling their way through while Falconwing lay on the ground, dead? It was probably just a misunderstanding on their part, but a flash of anger still coursed through her. She faced the cats and growled.
"What are you doing here?" she mewed, aggravated. "This isn't your territory! Return to where you belong."
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Round 5
Aug 7, 2013 19:01:39 GMT -6
Post by Cloudbreeze on Aug 7, 2013 19:01:39 GMT -6
Cloudbreeze followed her clanmate, her tail swishing. She glared at the strange cats. Why were they here? Did they want to kill any of them? Well, they won't. The Clan cats will win. She growled, lashing her tail once.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2013 8:17:04 GMT -6
The other tribe cats came up behind her and Sunteller. She listened to the mangy cats, a white one stepped forward trying to look fierce but she failed greatly. Then a gray dappled one came she tried to looked fierce as well, her fur bristled and she growled. All of the cats looked pitiful compared to the sleek and muscular tribe cats. Out came a gray tabby with white marks all over her. She stood behind the gray one. Three exhausted looking cats against four healthy and full of strength cats.
She turned her head back to the one that seemed to be talking, "What are you doing here?" Wind bristled a little, did this she-cat not understand? "This isn't your territory! Return to where you belong." Wind let out a small growl. "Miss, I believe you are mistaken, this is our territory and this is where we belong, maybe you should be the one fleeing you pitiful scrap of fur." She hissed.
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Round 5
Aug 8, 2013 10:16:37 GMT -6
via mobile
Post by Crystalclaw on Aug 8, 2013 10:16:37 GMT -6
Crystalclaw stood exasperated. Wasn't this still the clan cat's territory. Well it did smell awfully different. She shook her head and ran forward charging the cat tht had just spoken. She had had enough of this stupid stuff. She just wanted it over with.
She aimed for the back of the cat and hoped to take them by surprise.
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Round 5
Aug 8, 2013 11:44:30 GMT -6
Post by Ibiswing on Aug 8, 2013 11:44:30 GMT -6
(Crystalclaw, in the future, please try to maintain a posting order. I'll reply because it seems like you've already started a fight, but wait for the others next time.)
Ibiswing hissed. "Your territory? I think not. This is our Shared Clearing, and if you disagree, we've got four Clans' worth of warriors a few tree-lengths away," she lied. The Clans were actually pretty far away, but she wanted to intimidate the strange cats. "Pitiful scrap of fur? You're the one who looks like she could use an extra mouse or tw-" Just as she was about to finish her sentence, Crystalclaw leapt at the cream tabby. Ibiswing shied away and glanced at the others.
Suddeny, she felt a surge of anger, and she charged at one of the strange cats- a brown one, who seemed to be the leader of the group. "Get out of here!" she shrieked, leaping towards him and outstretching her claws.
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Round 5
Aug 8, 2013 13:17:16 GMT -6
Post by Cloudbreeze on Aug 8, 2013 13:17:16 GMT -6
Cloudbreeze was about to speak when Ibiswing tried to lunge herself at the leader. The she-cat watched in shock. "Ibiswing, stop! We don't want to fight them! There is only three of us!"
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Round 5
Aug 8, 2013 16:17:31 GMT -6
Post by Raven of the Stormy Sky on Aug 8, 2013 16:17:31 GMT -6
[sorry, hate being busy]
The walking was nice, seeing things that weren't new was boring, but as they got to a location, some place different. It seemed they had gotten to where they were meant to be. "There probably all rogues." Raven muttered quietly under her breath. Listen to the words of Rat Who Scurries Through Rocks. There was blood, on the floor. It was certainly not prey, it was messy, and if Raven knew something, that you shouldn't make a mess with prey. It would alert others in the area by the smell of blood. She sat, licking her paws, wondering what savage monsters lay ahead. He is right, they are probably all hostile, or maybe even worst somehow. They seem all like rouges, constantly fighting each other. Raven thought, trying to think of something that may aid. The information, although it sounded unsettling to some, Raven found that it was probably true. Then there was a voice, some of them were here, oh great. What made her so important. She let out a small laugh, there was really only one reason, Raven always thought she was important.
She nodded to Wind That Blows at Dawns words. "This is ares. Don't act stupid." Raven said, sounding amused by what they said. As one lunched towards Wind That Blows at Dawn, Raven didn't seemed surprised, what Dawn had said was true, they were pitiful scraps of fur. Then another towards Sunteller. However they would win, they out numbered them by two. "Listen to your friend and don't waste your time." Raven hissed.
[this is like my catch up post so yeah.]
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Round 5
Aug 8, 2013 20:35:11 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2013 20:35:11 GMT -6
The she-cat squeaked as one flung at Wind, another at Sunteller, and one telling them to stop. Raven then spoke, and she narrowed her eyes. She was the cave guard here, which means it was time to do her duty. Flinging herself strongly at Cloudbreeze she hissed "Your friends are stupid, they must stop now. I am much stronger and better built then themselves. I aint afraid to kill if they touch my friends" she said strongly and slashed her rather large paw at the she-cats cheek.
She looked at sunteller and Wind, wondering if she needed to try and attack all three cats.
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