Combat (0pen to anyone who will practice combat)

[Bear]

Bear's claws dig into the fertile soil, paws itching to be swiping at an opponent. It had been some time since she had witnessed a good fight. The last time she had fought had to be atleast 2 moons ago. I wonder if Deathclanners practice their combat skills with eachother?  She wondered, looking thoughtful for a moment. 

Though it had been some time since her claws had met with flesh, she still kept her claws sharp and mind alert. 

Bear growled wistfully, as if thinking of who might want to fight. Being a new one and all, she didnt have many aquaintinces. Bear didnt know many cats at all. The only cats she could recall were @drought, who she might have met, and Rebellion. Thats it. But, by what she had seen and heard, there were many cats for her to meet yet.

The large she-cat stood gingerly and lumbered over to a decaying stump. Though Bear's head passed the top of it by at least 6 inches, it was still a good practice tool for low combat. 

The tabby female imediantly reared and swiped at the stump, swiping hig with her left paw, then swiping low with her right paw. As soon as her claws colided with the bark, she felt a little better. The bark was eaisly tore away. 

Once again, the shecat lifted a six toed paw high in the air, but instead of using the other paw to go for the bottom, Bear's paws were jolsted out from beneath her. Suddenly, she was sailing through the air, landing with her back to the stump. Turning tail, Bear's claws tore away another pive of bark. 

Just as she was about to attempt a second move, something made a light rustleing sound. Not being able to stand her curiosity, she turned around to see _________________.





Vale can we roleplay?

[Twisted]

The slim she was making her way through the thicket that lay just outside of the clearing when
she heard the claws raking into bark. Her first thought was bloody murder in a way that the 
enemy was pinned to the bark and in an attempt to escape they tore their way through bark,
but how would that make much sense?  Second thought kicked in and logically she knew one
was training, not murdering. Though it would have been a decent battle to see she wasn't 
much in the mood to watch someone be murdered, it ruin her mood.

When the patched she saw the tabby, which was much larger then Twisted was, clawing 
the stump in aggression she smirked, as if she wanted to 'play.'

"Hello," Her cracked voice made it's way through her throat.

Her twisted paw was being 
dragged behind herself as she faked her weak appearance. She wasn't much of a fighter,
however she could outsmart any cat any day. 

"I see you are having fun murdering a stump. That, may I say is showing your desperation
for battle." 

She was using her smart mouth again, someday it would get her into trouble. She dipped her head 
in greeting still and gazed up, her blue eyes where dark as midnight when her voice rang out,

"I don't suppose you would like to have a small battle practice?"

She made herself comfortable on the surface, the light from the trees where dancing in happiness 
she grinned, her twisted grin. She sure was motivated, and in the right mood to yet again outsmart
another.

[Hello, may I just say that Twisted is a very.. Proud feline and is maybe a little to smart. But with time she gets used to others so, don't worry.]     

[Bear]

Yaw it's fine. So is Bear lol)

Bear stopped midswing to glimpse another cat. She had a lame foot that just cought in the dirt. But Bear wasn't absolutely stupid. No heat pulsed from that paw. Or, no pain heat. But it was twisted awkwardly, showing it was real.

(Sorry 4 short, I'm at school.)

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(Hey, may I join? If not just tell me and I'll delete c: )

Rain's slender legs carried his blue-gray body through the thicket of bracken and leaves. His white paws hit the ground quietly, his sky blue eyes scanning the bushes around her.

A voice traveled through the ferns and Rain flickered his ears. The tom curled his lip slightly, in case he needed to defend himself. The young cat wasn't looking for a fight, but he wasn't going to let his guard down.

He burst through the bracken and whipped his head around, looking for any signs of life. Rain caught sight of the two she-cats and froze. He flipped his ears in a peace-warning way and lifted his tail slightly.

"Hello." He finally meowed.

[Bear]

As Bear challenged the other shecat, she suddenly felt like she was being watched. The large female turned her head, narrowed amber eyes raking the growth around her. At first, bear had no idea this was eyes. But then, as bear's grass traveled over that spot, she saw something glint. "What do you want?" Bear spat threateningly.

[Twisted]

A chuckle arose from Twisted, it erupted her as the much larger she challenged. Twisted's glance betray only pure need for knowledge. 

"Picking fights, now are we?" Her voice was cold still and had a slight ring of laughter. "I certainly hope you are well prepAred, for I am worthy- not by power, but intelligence," she grinned, her ivories glinting in the rays of light that shone through the thicket of trees. 


When Twisted noticed the other sent she turned to gaze at a tom, not much younger then herself. "What do you want?"  With the large femmes reaction, another mrow of laughter bubbled up from the narrow she. "That isn't a proper way to treat a guest," she snickered padding up to he unfamiliar tom. He was from Deathclan, "new?" She asked, not honestly caring at all and turning back to the large female, with the bear like posture. Her gaze was wicked.

[Bear]

Bear's ears flattened slowly. What was this knot head playing at?

Bear had been pondering over this moment. But when the she-cat turned to address the other cat, Bear made her mind. While she was speaking to the other cat, Bear stiffened her muscles and quietly slid into a hunter's crouch that she'd copied while passing through clan territory. 


Bear had no intention of living in the clans, but she just picked it up from watching them. One time she was almost spotted. 

As the other shecat turned around same smug look on her face, Bear sprang, surprisingly fast and stealthy for her size. Bear attempted to slam her right shoulder into the other cat's side, to easily knock her over with Bear's weight, force, and strenth. 

(Sorry for my spelling errors.)


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[Twisted]

As the large mass slammed into the thinner she, Twisted let out a twisted screech. She turned her body over so if the bear like cat pounces she would be met with razor sharp claws. She then leaped to her paws and made a swift move towards the tabby, attempting to pounce on the square of the she's back. Her thin body twisting and trying to lurch the larger feline left. Her temper was now bubbling over, Twisted wouldn't stand for ignorance to defeat her.



(I am terribly sorry how short this is. I am sick.)

[Bear]

Bear, who was too caught up in the amazement of her first leap, made the mistake by not watching where she pounced. Sharp claws pierced her, making her give a large screech. But, Bear also had the upper hand.

Due to the she-cat's poor position, Bear just gave a hard shove, centered for her chest to knock the air out of her lungs and throw her back.

[Twisted]

When she was first struck pain shot through her lungs, but she pushed forwards. Her eyes betray no anger, but twisted knowledge. How could one cat be so caught up with knowledge instead of battle?

A smirk inched its way onto Twisted's face, soon curling up her muzzle into a rather insane grin. Ivories where shown as she refused to move, and guarded herself from any sudden movement from the she. She them fell into sync rhythm as she started to circle the feline, as she would prey. Her grin wouldn't leave her face and her eyes wouldn't loose their gleam, even if the battle was lost. She let out a calm meow, "I didn't catch your name, deary." Her dark blue pools shimmered as rays of light made her pelt, dark and light battling for dominance but just failing, to seem like silk. "Well, I am Twisted," she introduced, "And I am having a lovely time treating you as I would a mouse. I suppose you enjoy it too, for you haven't answered my question. What is your name?"  She kept circling the beast like feline until she got an answer, for maybe she was shy? 

Names didnt matter all all that much currently though. Twisted lost herself in thought, hoping that the she hadn't spoke her name when she wasn't paying attention. She shrugged, dropped into a crouch and waited, why was this bear like creature hesitant?..

(Could these two have a relationship sometime? Maybe allies?)

[Bear]

Bear's eyes narrowed at the sudden.... Insaine smirk slipped on to the other shecat's face. From her position, Bear could probrobly slip in a few blows.

Bear could still hear the rythmetic sound of the river, bubbling and rushing through its bed. Her ears would flick, every time she heard the distinct sound of fish jumping. But Bear was suddenly lost. The she-cat that had been before her was gone. Bear jumped around at her scathy voice. "Names Bear." She hissed ominously.

Bear watched intensely as the black and white shecat began to circle. But just to fall into rythm with her question, Bear began to circle. Until Twisted stopped. "Ahh, Twisted." The shecat crouched low, and Bear saw her hind legs tighten. Bear acted to be lost at that moment. As to, maybe, pull off one of her tricks.

[Twisted]

She smirked as she leaped up onto the closest ledge, perhaps throwing off the large mass of a feline. She then ran towards the top, a slope big enough for some one to get injured if they fell off. She watched the cat and started the treasing, "I thought you were a Bear." Her laugh was wretched and insane, "Come and get me, bear cub.." It was a perfect plan I hers, but insanity was rushing through her blood. She was ready to attack.


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