Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Ivoryclaw · ShadowClan Warrior

RE: Separate Ways .:A Warriors RP:. ~Open but Started~

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Hornetstar whirled around as Darkwhisker announced that Troutheart had died. His jaw hung open before he gritted his teeth, "I should have told them to take as much territory as possible. Tigerclan will pay for this!" Anger shot through the leader but it was for the best that the patrol was ordered to defend instead of invade. More lives would be saved that way. By now Emberfang would be well on her way with the patrol to the border.

Featherheart stepped out from the medicine cat den and approached the fallen warrior. "May Starclan have mercy on him and guide him to their place of endless prey," she spoke the words with conviction and softness. "May he find peace in their embrace," she turned to her apprentice and laid her tail on the young cat's shoulder. "There was nothing you could do. He was dead before he arrived," She turned to her leader with her aged eyes and mewed in her raspy voice, "Starclan will not look upon them with favor. They will guide the paws of our patrol." With that she made her way to the elder's den to prepare them to bury the young cat.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Rolling his eyes at Nightfang's childish behavior, he followed Fawntail obediently to the border. Bearfur's brow furrowed at the events the other warriors spoke of. Rolling his shoulders, he shook his head clear and looked up. Now was not the time for him to go off in his thoughts. TigerClan had attacked his clan mates. He would not forgive them. He would drive them away, even if he lost a limb in the process. I mean, I already lost my tail and sense of balance, he thought, frowning. Fawntail's jittery movements unsettles him. That told him that he could not take anything lightly. "For LionClan," he muttered under his breath.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Emberfang tossed a look over her shoulder to her patrol. She didn't need to ask if they were ready to fight. All of their eyes were on fire with righteous anger. The patrol reached the border with good time, but Tigerclan was no where to be seen. Emberfang lifted her tail in signal for them to stop. Her eyes shifted about the dark forest. Beside her Fawntail twitched at every sound, even the wind. Emberfang whispered softly to the she-cat, "Steady now..."
There was no sound now, the forest was deathly quiet. Not even the sound of birds could be heard. Emberfang moved forward a few steps, catching the fresh scent of Tigerclan warriors. A snarl appeared on her face and the stench. She turned to her patrol and mewed, "They've moved on, we should keep-" but before she could finish her words, a dark Tigerclan cat streaked out of the trees above and crashed in to the deputy. Emberfang was knocked to the ground, dazed and injured.
The dark cat looked up with a malicious grin, "For the glory of Tigerclan!" As the words echoed around, the same size patrol of Tigerclan cats appeared, cheering and snarling at their Lionclan counterparts. "Attack!"

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Swinging his head around, he stared at the cat that had knocked down Emberfang. "For the prosperity of LionClan!" snarled Bearfur, charging at the cat. He easily outmatched him, but at the same time, the cat was skinnier -- it was easier for him to maneuver around. Skidding to a stop, the two sized eachother up, lips curled and teeth bared. Noticing his chipped fang, the cat snickered at Bearfur.

"Please, you elder. You've seen your time," he sneered.

Bearfur rolled his eyes at the tom's foolishness. The opponent was a young warrior. Childish and not tactful. Easily angered at his own mistake. Bearfur decided to use that to his advantage. He would enrage the tom, cut him off from the rest of his group, and attack. "Shouldn't you be in the nursery, kit?" he teased. "What right do you have fighting your superior?" Bearfur stalked forwards, pushing the aggravated cat back, who hissed and spat at him. As the TigerClan warrior lunged, he took a large brown paw and swated the smaller cat away into another cat, dazing the two. Swinging his head around again, he glared at all the cats.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

With Emberfang knocked out on the floor the battle erupted across the small expanse of land. Cats charged and dart, spitting and growling at each other. A Lionclan cat named Lionclaw attacked two cats at once before his clan mate Blackear came to his aid. A Tigerclan cat named Stormfoot dueled with Redfoot, each leaving their scars on the other. Fawntail was frozen with fear as a Tigerclan tom named Rumblestripe launched himself at her. However Emberfang had managed to recover herself before intercepting the large gray tabby. Each small battle made the larger field look chaotic and writhing. Finally a loud yowl sounded from Tigerclan's side and the deputy stepped up. The thin tom named Sharpfang glared at the Lionclan deputy.
"Call off your attack! You can't win!" He goaded.
Emberfang lashed her tail and she bit deeper in to Rumblestripe's shoulder. The large tom howled in pain. Sharpfang flattened his ears. Lionclaw and Blackear fought off their attacker before heading off to aid the wounded Redfoot. Sharpfang's eyes grew nervous before he threw back his head and yowled, "Tigerclan cats fall back! They aren't worth our time!"

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Bearfur sneered up at tom called Sharpfang. Curling his lip, he snarled, "Be glad I was not ordered to kill you, you abomination." Sending one last warning swipe at a fleeing cat, he looked to Emberfang, who looked taken aback that the TigerClan cats had so readily fled. "They were afraid for their safety, Emberfang. They are not courageous like us. They would rather hide in the brush and attack from there." Snorting in disgust, Bearfur licked at the wounds he had accumulated. Not much, but he hadn't been as careful as he could have been. Turning towards his deputy, he gave her an expectant glance. "So. We head back now or... what?" The cuts were beginning to finaly hit him, and they stung harshly. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, kneading the ground, awaiting the deputy's orders.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Emberfang shook her head softly, "No, we reset the borders... They made us needlessly shed blood tonight. They should pray that Troutheart makes it through tonight." With that she motioned for her wounded patrol to remark the borders. When they had they turned their weary paws back for home. Emberfang limped from a twisted paw while Redfoot leaned heavily against Lionclaw for balance. "I don't get it..." Emberfang murmured, "Why would they leave so readily?" She coughed up a few drops of blood and looked down to inspect them. She merely sneered and continued her way back to camp.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Rolling his eyes at Emberfang, he turned towards her with a concerned face. "Are you alright, Emberfang? Maybe you shouldn't be pushing it. I mean, you just got knocked over and knocked out. It had to have taken a toll on your body." At her ignorance, he frowned. "You know, just because we're warriors doesn't mean that we don't have emotion. I know you're as scared and confused as I am. I mean, why would they have run away like that, right?" Taking a deep breath, he followed the other cats through the entrance. Pushing Emberfang to the direction of Darkwhisker. She hissed in reply, but nonetheless went to have her woulds examined. Following the deputy, Bearfur was grateful all he had were cuts and knicks in his ears. He shook his head, visibly upset. He should have been more careful, stayed with his patrol, not corner off some foolish tom. Licking his wounded pawpad, he looked around at the cats that paced worriedly around camp.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Nightfang looked up as the battle patrol returned. Many of them smelled of blood and of Tigerclan. Each of them came in and headed for Darkwhisker in order to be treated. Spotting Bearfur she bounded over with wide eyes, "What happened? How did it go?" For the most part she asked because she had wanted to be there. The other part of her however asked in genuine concern. She didn't like her clan mates being hurt like this. She sure hoped that Bearfur had whipped a Tigerclan cat good.

Hornetstar waited near his den, forcing himself to be patient and to wait for his patrol to give him a report. Emberfang was near Darkwhisker at the moment. She would give him the information he needed soon enough.