Jaggedpine saw Eaglescar running at him and dodged the attack right in the nick of time. He sideways slashed the tom's side and he let out a yowl of pain. "You liar! You traitor! You betrayed StarClan to get what your clan wanted!" the huge cat snarled. He lunged for the deputy. Jaggedpine leaped and met the attack until they were wrestling on the ground. Jaggedpine scored the tom's stomach. Jaggedpine felt a searing pain in his shoulder and warm blood oozed out of a wound. Eaglescar slashed at his eyes and left a gash on his face. Jaggedpine was losing energy. He couldn't win this, but he couldn't let go and let the clan down. He didn't have the strength...
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I am Jaggedpine. Just thought I should let you know.
Scorchheart gave a furiouse yowle and scored a hit to eaglescar's side. He gave a roar of anger and slashed at her, missing and going back for Jaggedpine. She bit his tail to give jaggers a chance to hit him somewhere-fast. Eaglescar wasn't easy to hold down, and he wanted to kill." Eaglescar! How dare you make the acusation! What proof would you have?!" she hissed. Her identical opposite ran at her and tackled her, only making the weight on Eaglescar's tail greater to bear. She bucked him off, which made her tug on it. He gave another shreik of pain.
Jaggedpine forced himself to his paws and raced to the edge of the camp to rest. Shatterstep and Aurapaw were flying around the camp around the ShadowClan cats who had enough sense not to attack a medicine cat. He dropped onto his side and tried to regain some energy.
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I am Jaggedpine. Just thought I should let you know.
Paintedleaf looked toward Jaggedpine and saw he had lost his energy. Running up to a cat that looked like Scorchheart she hissed and pinned him down with ease. "We have to hurry up and defeat them or we'll all be out of energy." She spoke quietly to Scorchheart then bit the cat she was on top of on the ear. Jumping off before the cat could swipe at her paintedleaf turned around and kicked Eaglescar before getting ready to claw at the brown and black cat before her.
Scorchheart nodded, but attacked the dopple ganger again, still gripping Eaglescar's tail. She heard him give the loudest yowle ever and a tearing of flesh. She realized his tail was far from him, and as was she. She dropped it as he ran off like mad. Her dopple ganger hissedup at her. "So that's your name? I thought you hadn't been fighting for a while." he sneered. Scorchheart looked at him. THe sight of her fur was a fearful sight. Blood laced her lips where she'd once gripped Eaglescar's tail. He stood up and hissed at her.
Jaggedpine felt better and forced himself to his paws. Blood poured from his shoulder, but he had to die fighting for his clan, not sitting on the sidelines. He raced after Eaglescar, wheeling in front of Scorchheart, and leaped at the giant tom. He snarled and swiped back at Jaggedpine, but the deputy was ready. He snatched Eaglescar's paw in his jaws and tore at it. He heard ripping and Eaglescar tore his paw out of Jaggedpine's mouth.
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I am Jaggedpine. Just thought I should let you know.
Paintedleaf turned to see a tail on the ground next to Scorchheart and Eaglescar now tailless and limping. They had gone alittle too far. Hearing a Shadowclan cat yowl behind her she looked to see some of them running out of the camp in defeat. This isn't going turn out good... Paintedleaf thought and knew Shadowclan wasnt going to like what they did to them or there deputy. Looking toward Jaggedpine she stepped infront of him and looked him in the eyes. "This is going too far." She mewed and felt pelts brush by her as a few more shadowclan cats left.
Duskstar let out a roar of anger as she batted away the young warrior that had leaped into her den, trying to corner her. It had worked, for a few moments, but the tabby leader had countered back and survived the attempted kill, chasing the tom out of her den and watching him leap off of the Highledge, landing clumsily and racing out through the thorn tunnel, losing quite a bit of fur in the process. She stood on the Highledge, her fur ruffled and bleeding in many a spot, but otherwise alive and furious. Her yowl pierced the air, and whatever ShadowClan cats were still fighting realized that their comrades were running, and they too ran.
-- Edited by Duskstar on Wednesday 26th of May 2010 10:46:29 PM
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Paintedleaf watched the rest of the Shadowclan cats leave one after the other. Looking over at the highledge she saw Duskstar all puffed out and furious. Panting the warrior sat down and watched as the medicine cats did their duties. She didnt have alot of scracthes expect one on her shoulder but she could still move around without it hurting unlike others. Kodiak was a few paces away and shook his fur in triumph. He had fought as hard as any warrior even though this wasnt his home, and Paintedleaf respected that. Turning to look at the camp she frowned and saw some of the dens had been destroyed by the Shadowclan cats.
Duskstar leaped from the Highledge onto the sandy camp floor, but instead of landing as she normally would, she stumbled, gasping as a wound on her shoulder made itself known and her vision flashed to white. "Foxdung!" she cursed, barely catching her footing before she would fall over and look like a kit. Holding her paw in the air to relieve pressure on it, she called to the uninjured warriors. "I want a damage analysis on the camp. I also want a border patrol and hunting party. We're going to need a lot of fresh-kill tonight. Actually, changed my mind. I want two border patrols on hunting duty. Double-task please, we don't have enough cats to send out to feed the clan."
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."