Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Paintedleaf · WindClan Warrior

RE: Street Strays( 3 spots left!)

Karma · Loner

Street Strays( 2 spots left!)

Paintedleaf · WindClan Warrior

OOC:I can only be on for a few minutes, so Ill be off sooon

IC:Before he could hear Ashton's reply Cliff yelped in pain as a small chihuahua bit his leg. Shaking it off he picked it up and threw it into another dog then soon jumped on another pitbull like himself. Looking around he saw some of the other enemy dogs had already came. Growling he bit the pitbulls neck and jumped away. "What should we do.." he mumbled then slid away from two fighting dogs.

Karma · Loner

Bells (Karmabell) had taken a large boulder and a large peice of meat that could be smelled and threw it into the crowd of dogs. It wasn't as complex as she had imagined, so she was able to keep most of her gifts intact, and she hopped that the peice of meat that they could obviously spare wouldn't be missed, and she also hopped that the other dogs were starving. She walked as the dogs from the other pack decended on the meat.

Hawkshadow · WindClan Medicine Cat

Anna felt the weight of the St. Benard lift off of her. She got up and watched it run to a peice of meat. She tilted her head slightly as she wondered where the meat had came from. She looked at the rest of her pack mates. They were injured badly she could see. Blood oozed out of the slash marks on her sides that the St. Bernard had left her.

Paintedleaf · WindClan Warrior

Cliff looked around to see the other pack go after some meat on the ground. "There starving!" He barked and saw the leader narrow his eyes at him. Growling Cliff moved closer but stopped as the other leader began to run back to where they had come from. Little by little he watched as the dogs fought for thfood and finally retreated. Dropping to the floor Cliff felt his body sting. he had a few scratches and bitemarks but he was ok, and so was the pack, maybe...

-- Edited by Paintedleaf on Sunday 18th of October 2009 09:10:28 PM

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Name: Rory
Gender: Male
Breed: American Shepard (Its a german shepard but its white ;D)
Age: 7 years
Appearance: Completly white german shepard dog with thick fur and big blue eyes. He almost looks a bit wolfish.
bbs.jpg image by alianjum

Personality: Strong and mainly silent, he will answer questions when asked but doesnt like to talk alot. He has his sweet moments but generally prefers it that others dont see those moments.
Rank: Protecter
History: Rory was born to a german shepard mother. His father was no where to be found at that time. He had two sisters that looked like normal german shepards. Yet his family was killed by the humans when they couldnt find a home. Rory managed to escape with his life but has become rather quiet since then.

-- Edited by Ebonycloud on Sunday 18th of October 2009 09:15:53 PM

Onyxfeather · ShadowClan Warrior

Shep snarled and leaped at the St. Bernard. But it was already gone. She saw the dogs retreat and then she heard a tinkling noise. Then she heard the sound of tires screaching down the street. Shep gasped. " Cliff, I hear.... the ANIMAL CONTROL! Run, you guys " She cried. Her eyes wide withe fright. " We have to hide. ' She mumbled. " I hope we can get there fast enough. "

-- Edited by Onyxpaw on Sunday 18th of October 2009 09:18:15 P

-- Edited by Onyxpaw on Sunday 18th of October 2009 09:19:37 PM

Amourapaw · ThunderClan Medicine Cat Apprentice

ooc: whoo! another old puppy :)

ic: Ashton let his teeth sink into another dog's body. "We need to retreat!" he called. "We need Rory!!!" The male dog, 7 years old like him, was one of the most experienced protecters. If they had Rory, they wouldn't lose as much blood. He clawed a dog that was about to jump onto him and flipped the small puppy over, exposing the belly. He gave the weakest part a good scratch, making the dog run away screaming in pain.
"REATREAT!!" he called.

Karma · Loner

OOC: YAY! ebbs is joining the party!! :)

IC: Karmabell grinned as she saw her plan succeed before her eyes. But the vision she saw became more and more blurry by the second, the blood oozing out of her right stump of a hind leg was going to fast he knew she was about to die, but was happy she had helped in the small battle. Maybe she was being to overdramatic, oh well. If it was death or not she was about to faint, but would anyone find her? and she heard everyone screaming to run, and obviously she couldn't.

-- Edited by Karma on Sunday 18th of October 2009 09:18:31 PM