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Post by Windstar on Nov 15, 2006 13:53:08 GMT -5
" Say goodbye, kitty!" Cursestirke snarled, claws crossing Steelflames throat, going in deep. Her claws came out covered in crimson blood.
ooc: Hope that wasn't rping anyone kitty...
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Post by eagleflight on Nov 15, 2006 21:03:56 GMT -5
Fierceblood laughed deep in her throat, but focused on the battle before her. She flicked out a paw, aiming for the young cat's shoulder.
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Post by eagleflight on Nov 16, 2006 6:46:31 GMT -5
((Where did Whitefrost go?))
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Post by Snakestar on Nov 18, 2006 18:36:10 GMT -5
(i think she deleted herself)
Steelflame snarled painfully. With the last of his fading strength, he aimed a blow at Cursestrike's face. It never made contact. The young warrior slumped on the forest floor as the last breath left his body.
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Post by Windstar on Nov 20, 2006 14:04:51 GMT -5
Cursestrike backed away from Steelflame. " Another dead!" She meowed to the other NightClan cats, an evil grin spreading across her face.
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Post by eagleflight on Nov 20, 2006 16:02:26 GMT -5
((Okay then, ignore the fight that....I guess....never really happened.... )) Fierceblood laughed cruelly. Her eyes glittered with the thrill of another kill.
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Post by Willowstar on Nov 25, 2006 23:29:54 GMT -5
Apart from the others, Ripred started after his prey. As the assassin got closer to his target, he recognized the cat as his old enemy, Wolfbane. In his previous life, Wolfbane had caught him on the CreekClan territory and the warrior attacked him with no restraint. Claws and teeth flew along with the blood and fur of each cat, but in the end Ripred had lost. It was because of Wolfbane that he passed on, and instead of going to StarClan peacefully, Ripred awoke from the ashes of the dead for revenge. The lust for blood in his heart was overbearing and the cats of StarClan had lost control of his fate. Now, the heartless killer was out seeking the death of his enemy who happened to be right in the grasp of Ripred claws. Perfect. he thought haughtily. In a moment's notice, Ripred sprang from the tall grass to land upon the warrior's back.
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Post by Windstar on Dec 3, 2006 7:10:39 GMT -5
Cursestrike licked her paws clean. " Where next?"
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Post by Willowstar on Dec 3, 2006 11:07:12 GMT -5
Wolfbane was taken by surprise and had little time to react, but as Ripred landed he caught the blow and twisted over to get a good claw at his attacker's face. He and the NightClan warrior exchanged violent blows between eachother and finally Wolfbane struggled free of his grasp. On the other hand, Ripred knew he was winning so he ran at wolfbane and leapt towards his neck. It was so obvious what his attack was that Wolfbane rolled out of the way and caught Ripred in mid-air by the ear. He yanked and dragged the assassin down who screamed a painful yowl as his ear connected with his teeth. Ripred was stunned with pain and also the shock that for the second time, Wolfbane had won. He laid there in Wolfbane's mercy. "I thought I got rid of you once, Ripred. I would kill you but I think taking you back to camp would be more effective. There you can live and die as a captive, but what's even better is that you now know that you may never win against me." he finished with a grin. Ripred knew it wasn't his place to respond, so he got up and bowed his head to his captor signalling that he was willing to go without fighting. "Good! That is what I thought." Wolfbane said as he led Ripred back to the Creekclan camp.
((None of the cats heard any of that. Ripred is on his own in this one))
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Post by bloodfeather on Dec 7, 2006 21:17:19 GMT -5
As the sun set on the horizon, a scuffy, silky black cat padded silently through the bramble. She had a very clim, delicate body and slipped through without a scratch. Her blood-red eyes emotionless, she passed by Cursestrike and sat down near Steelflame's lifeless body. Staring down at it sadly for a moment, she lowered her head to his silver throat. Lapping up blood was one of her only usefullness she culd think of for the clan. After the blood was licked up, the bodies of the dead cats would be burried, and the kill would hve been clean and no clan cat would know they did it. She didn't go out to kill much, not that she wan't a terrific and swift hunter or fighter, but she didn't usually leave camp unless Mysticeyes told her to. She hardly ever got a chance to gain lives by stealing from other cats, so she only has only gained 1(she only has one life). That made it dangerous for her to be out to much for fear of death. When she left camp, she rarely ever left alone. Finishing her pleasure, she looked up at Cursestrike and looked away again. She barely ever made eye-contact with anyone.
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Post by Windstar on Dec 9, 2006 11:11:57 GMT -5
Cursestrike was silent, but nodded a greeting as she saw Bloodfeather. " Another dead." She mewed calmly, before looking suspiciously at the cat. " Are you sure you should be out here, with only one life?"
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Post by bloodfeather on Dec 9, 2006 21:29:46 GMT -5
Bloddfeather whimpered in a sort of apologetic way, she still made no eye-contact. Her small, delicate body shivered in the cold night breeze. Her scuffy but silky black pelt seemed to blend into the shadows. She looked down at her small fidgiting paws together nervously. "I-I thought that m-maybe...I could come too..." she replied in a soft, timid voice. Her blood-red eyes unconsiously filled with tears slightly. She whimpered, fidgiting around a little. She hated being so shy and timid, but that was just how she was. "I thought...that i-if a good number of us c-came out in the d-dark...I-I might be okay....and usefull....."
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Post by Windstar on Dec 10, 2006 15:13:23 GMT -5
Cursestrike's gaze softened slightly. " Fine, I suppose." She meowed. " But stay close to me or the others, okay? At least until you get a few more lives."
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Post by Windstar on Dec 26, 2006 11:11:37 GMT -5
Cursestrike lifted her gaze, and looked at Fierceblood. " Shall we move then?" She meowed calmly. " I would like to get my claws into some CreekClan cats, personally. What about you?"
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Post by eagleflight on Dec 28, 2006 10:08:30 GMT -5
Fierceblood purred with cruel delight. "That sounds great," she growled. "I personally haven't tasted CreekClan for a while." She padded off of TangleClan territory and onto CreekClan's hunting grounds.
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