Warriors RPG

[The Kingpin]

Wraith snarled irritably. "A Coward that Rogue truly was....do you have any idea where it MIGHT have gone? any at all?" he growled, intent on hunting down the rogue before it had even licked Sunstorm's blood off it's claws...

[Hopeflower]

Blazeheart kept his eyes closed, thinking hard. "Maybe he went to the Moonpool stream," he mewed, opening his eyes. "To wash off the blood."

[The Kingpin]

"Would you like to be the one to end it's life, Blazeheart?" growled Wraith, completely serious now. some cats found it difficult to take a life. they were rare, but existed. Wraith wanted to make sure Blazeheart had no such limitations before he gave him the Rogue to finish off...

[Hopeflower]

A low growl rumbled in Blazeheart's throat. "Yes," he hissed, unsheathing his claws. His amber eyes glittered. Demontalon gave him a long look, trying to decide if he was just speaking in the moment or if he really meant it.

[The Kingpin]

"In that case, then let's hunt this rat down and slaughter it" snarled Wraith, his tone alone enough to remind the others that he was a Shadowclan cat at heart. checking what little there was of a scent trail beneath the blood, he began to sniff out the rogue's path, heading towards the stream...

[Hopeflower]

Blazeheart dipped his head. "I won't forget this," he mewed. "Thank you." Demontalon touched her nose to her brother's muzzle as he turned to follow Wraith. "Be careful, brother," she mewed. Her eyes shone with fear for barely a heartbeat. "I can't lose both of you." He gave her a long look before he licked the top of her head. "You won't," he promised. "I'll be back. I promise." He looked at Wraith and nodded, inviting him to lead on.

[The Kingpin]

"Don't worry Demontalon....nothing'll lay a claw on your brother while i'm there" snarled the tom as he walked onwards after what he guessed was the rogue's scent...he'd make sure it was begging for death by the time he was done with it...

[Hopeflower]

Blazeheart kept pace, the smell of Sunstorm's blood mixed with the rogue's scent filling him with rage now instead of grief. His lip curled, exposing sharp fangs. The rogue's blood would flow before he was satisfied.

The scent led to a rock with a deep crack in it, just the right size for a cat to be able to live in comfortably. It faced away from the nearby stream. Scattered outside the crack were a few small bones, probably from a mouse or vole. Just above the rock was a low branch belonging to an old oak tree, and to either side were thick brambles. Behind the rock was a slender tree that had probably blown over in a big storm, resting against the trunk of the oak. And coming from inside the crack was the strong scent of the rogue. He was here. Blazeheart glanced at Wraith, wondering what their next move would be.

[The Kingpin]

Wraith nodded in the direction of the fallen tree, as if silently telling Blazeheart to wait there for a few moments. he then moved off to one side of the crack and began to push aside fallen leaves and crushing them, trying to lure the cat out rather than have it bolt out claws swinging...regardless of what it had done, he knew from experience that taking on anything on it's own turf was risky if you weren't careful...he wasn't about to let anger blind him....he'd been angry enough times in the past to know what losing your cool could do to you. instead, there was a frighteningly cold attitude about him overall...

[Hopeflower]

As Blazeheart moved towards the fallen tree, keeping his paw steps light and quiet, a low hiss came from the rogue's den. A pair of glaring pale green eyes shone in the gloom. "Go away," the bristling brown and white tom rasped. "This is my place."

[The Kingpin]

"And if i don't?" growled Wraith, eying the cat, a chilling calm in his gaze and tone that seemed unnatural even for a random cat...

[Hopeflower]

The hiss turned into a snarl. "You'll wish you had listened." A broad head appeared in the entrance of the crack, the rogue's upper lip curled, showing sharp teeth.

[The Kingpin]

"We both know you'd've tried that regardless of whether i listened or not.....just like you did with those two younger ones. only difference is that this time it'll be you who dies at the end of it....and nobody will be around to avenge your death....whether you have friends or not..." snarled Wraith, fangs bared as he began to walk to the cat's side, circling around it once it had made some space away from the den. he didn't want it diving back in when it saw Wraith wasn't as inexperienced as his previous opponents...

[Hopeflower]

The rogue was only part way out of his den, his head and shoulders blocking the opening. He kept his eyes on the black tom, his claws flexing in the leaf litter. "So sure," he growled. "Those 'younger ones' as you call them were on my territory. They weren't leaving. Any rogue would have done the same as I."

[The Kingpin]

"A respectable rogue would give them the option to leave.....you however, didn't" growled Wraith coldly...

[Hopeflower]

"You talk like one of those mouse-hearted Clan cats," the rogue snarled. "Always mewling about letting their enemies go. If they had killed more often, maybe they'd still be around."

Blazeheart felt his shoulders tense. His eyes narrowed and he swallowed a growl. Don't jump him yet, he though, despite the rising fury. Wait until Wraith signals for you.

[The Kingpin]

"Mouse Hearted? You're one to talk...I've seen kittypets braver than you...to kill a couple of roamers that had no quarrel with you, and simply wanted to pass through...not only are you a coward, but a fool. it takes strength to hold yourself when you wish to kill. more so than when you simply submit to demented urges such as yours....obviously by your words you have no such strength or can even fathom it...and now you'll see how grave your mistake was" snarled Wraith coldly, suddenly swiping at the cat's face, giving it no time to react, knocking it's head off to one side, 4 deep slashes across it's face from the blow and an undoubted loss of orientation from the blow. that was his signal to move...

[Hopeflower]

The rogue let out a hiss of pain and rage, staggering forward a few steps and shaking his head to clear it.

Blazeheart leaped to the top of the cracked boulder, both to get out of the way if and when the fight turned more vicious, and to put himself in a better position to strike from if he was needed.

[The Kingpin]

Wraith leapt at the cat the moment it got into the right angle, clamping his jaws shut around the thing's neck and landing one large clawed paw on it's flank, the other raking across it's snout and leaving several bad gashes, the other clawed paw raking through it's pelt and ripping right into the flesh, Wraith making sure to cause more pain than actual damage, not intending to kill it yet....he'd make sure it was begging for mercy before it was over...

[Hopeflower]

The rogue snarled, twisting over onto his back and kicking up at the black cat's unprotected stomach as hard as he could, his hind claws unsheathed. Baring his fangs, he took the opportunity to dive for the other tom's neck.