Warriors RPG

[C S]

Fogcloud found himself surrounded yet again by trees with blazing colored leaves raining down around him. "Find a place two legs stay around here...you find the traps" He mewed to himself. His task was half way through, and his stick still hung from the side of his mouth...

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw caught sight of Hawkclaw after a few moments and smiled lightly. at least that was one thing he had over her and Demontalon...he still woke up earlier. laying down, he let himself soak up the morning sunlight, not quite up to walking over and saying good morning....yet...

[Hopeflower]

"You still sleep like a rock," Lightstorm meowed after Hawkclaw had finished eating, his amber eyes glinting. With a playful growl, she launched herself at him, knocking him onto his back. He let out a purr and flipped over so he was pinning her down. She kicked up at his stomach just hard enough that he had to let go and flipped onto her paws in time to duck and avoid a paw aimed at her ear. The siblings crouched and moved towards each other, Lightstorm hissing into Hawkclaw's face as she neared. She reared up onto her hind legs, and Lightstorm rose to meet her, tangling his paws with hers and knocking her onto her side with a quick movement. She lay there for a second, winded, and Lightstorm gave her flank a gentle poke with one paw. "Not bad, sister," he mewed. "But you need to keep in mind I'm still bigger than you. You can't expect to beat me with just brute strength alone. Use the smarts I know you have." She let out another growl and got to her paws, leaping at him yet again. The two resumed their playfight, gentle hisses and growls and the occasional purr coming from them.

[C S]

Pained yowls tore through the under growth. Fogcloud sat infront of the distressed ginger pelted cat, caught inside the very trap he was supposed to eliminate. Its leg was caught at an awkard angle within the steel jaws; obviously broken. The flesh was torn and bleeding. Fogcloud stared at the sight blankly. He couldnt help, and even if he somehow got the cat free, there was no guarantee it would live. The cat hissed, revealing it to be a battered tom. "If you have any sense of decency-!" He paused to let out another yowl. "You will take me out of my suffering!"
"Why are you yowling?" Fogcloud mewed, ears twitching. "Your gonna bring more things t-"
"If you wont do it, then a fox, badger or another cat will!" The cat mewed hastilly. "Finish it!" He snarled.
Fogcloud winced. He had heard of poisonous berries fed to suffering cats to put them at rest. "Ill be right back" He mewed.
"Your sick! You'd leave a cat standing out in the cold to die-?" The cat yowled, only to have Fogcloud hiss "I only kill when theres no alternative. Ill be back soon enough- but please, dont take your time dying. The sooner you pass, the better for you"
The cat fell silent. It was unclear if it was being understanding, or was in disbelief about what he heard. The grey tom put his stick down and started off, disappearing into the bushes with a rustle. The tom went off yowling again.

A short time later, Fogcloud returned as promised, a small branch of a bush in his mouth. On said branch were some ominous looking black berries with purple speckles and stripes about them surrounded by dark green, prickly leaves. Walking up to the cat, he mumbled through the limb "Eat the berries, your pain will be over soon" The cat looked at the branch, and shortly after plucked the berries off, downing them with haste. Fogcloud dropped the branch by the tom and shook his head. "May death welcome you kindly" He mewed. Turning away, Fogcloud retrieved his stick and continued off into the forrest...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon stretched her forepaws out in front of her, letting out a quiet sigh as her black fur soaked up the warmth. Suddenly she twitched and muttered under her breath, "Ouch...fox dung! If I ever meet that rogue in the afterlife, I'll make his fatal injuries look like minor wounds. Mouse-hearted, hollow-headed, arrogant, slime-coated badger-face!" She went on growling quietly to herself even as she turned her head to lick the wound on her shoulder. The sharp throb it had given had surprised her - she'd thought it was getting better. But maybe there was some muscle damage as well as the deep cut the rogue had left her with. It might explain why she was still limping a bit...She'd have to ask Cloudhaze to take another look at it soon.

[Shade]

Sunclaw bounded through bushes, her claws searching the soil for valuable roots. Suddenly she smelled something suspicious. She stalked toward the smell and found a small cave under the roots of a tree, the scent was fox, still fresh, she decided to go back to camp & report it.

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw glanced at Demontalon as he caught her mutterings, being right next to him, the tom cocking his head curiously. "Something wrong?" he meowed...

[Hopeflower]

"It just hurt a lot for some reason," Demontalon mewed between licks, feeling the pain ebb a little. "Stretching like that might not have been the best idea..."

[The Kingpin]

Nightclaw cringed. "Might want to take it easy. our little fight might not have been too good an idea either" he meowed...

[Hopeflower]

Demontalon half-smiled. "If it's not Wraith, Shadelight, or my father telling me to take it easy, it's you," she mewed, expression turning serious after a moment. "You're probably right, though. But I don't think I hurt it as bad as before - just aggravated it a little with all my bouncing around." The corner of her mouth quirked again. "It should be fine if I just rest a minute."

[The Kingpin]

"....Cripple" teased Nightclaw with a smirk, licking a paw abscent mindedly, unsheathing his claws and examining them as if they were extremely interesting all of a sudden. he had inherited his father's claws. longer than average, and frighteningly sharp. they were a few shades darker than your average set of claws, which helped him get his name....though his black pelt had most of the credit for that...

[Hopeflower]

"Shrimp," Demontalon returned, snickering quietly. She yawned widely, baring her long teeth and stretching her good leg as she unsheathed the same set of claws that had given Tigerclaw his warrior name.

[C S]

Another pile of leaves lay before Fogcloud, covering the glinting metal trap that laid just underneath. He was by the old clearing, closer to the twoleg hive that came to life in Greenleaf. He had a feeling that his task was coming to an end now. He approached the trap, swinging his stick about so that it would fall on the trigger. He dropped the end that was in his mouth onto the ground and put his paw on it. With a deep breath, he pressed down on it, slowly pressing down the strange pad at the center of the steel jaw. In an instant, the jaws suddenly clamped shut, snapping the stick with ease and scattering leaves every where. The sound as metal slammed into metal wasnt strange to the grey tom, but it was never the less fear inducing, to think that was meant to be something's leg in there. Atleast now it couldnt hurt anything anymore. Fogcloud started off once more. There shouldnt be too much traps left

[The Kingpin]

"Not my fault i wasn't born a few seasons earlier" grumbled Nightclaw annoyedly. "oh, and, tell me, what in Starclan's name is a shrimp? i know it's small...but what IS it?"...

[Hopeflower]

"I'm not entirely sure," Demontalon mewed with a shrug. "Ask around. I think I've heard other cats say it once or twice."

[TyrannoTitan]

The thunderpath, or the mountain itself...Firestreak found himself in a difficult situation. A trail used by the humans' monsters ran its way up to the mountain, offering less hazardous climbing, but also exposing the gray tom to the monsters themselves. Being squashed on the thunderpath didn't exactly seem like the best of outcomes...but it would definitely make the trip easier. If nothing else, he would use it for a time, then switch to the actual climbing...his muscles ached just thinking about it.

[The Kingpin]

"I'll bet my father knows...but...where is he?...wait, do you think Thorn or Fireflower would know?" he meowed, considering his options on who to ask...



Wraith rested in the darkness of the Leader's den, silently contemplating the various events and situations currently occupying his time. there were currently four different trials underway, in addition to the nearing full moon and with it, possibly the first Gathering in moons. before then, he'd need to deal with Earthclan, but considering what he'd heard in regards to them, he wasn't looking forward to it. it seemed that a rift had opened up between the cats in that clan and the ideals they had once held so dear to them. he was comforted however by the fact that Novaclan seemed peaceful., provided they were truely as well meaning as they made themselves out to be, peace would exist between them and Stormclan for a long time. it still left the enormous unknown that was Earthclan, open to speculation. how would they react when they saw TWO of the original clans' leaders, alive and well, and with the two most unlikely allies among the clans, at their backs, united in the face of the disasters that had shattered them moons ago? with a bit of luck, there was a chance one of the most respected Deputies in the clans' recent history would also be among the Clan's ranks...so many possibilities, so many things to consider....a tiresome collection of thoughts thought the tom silently...

[Hopeflower]

"I don't know," Demontalon meowed. "You'd have to ask."

[The Kingpin]

"Maybe later" mumbled Nightclaw, laying back down, not in the mood to leave just yet....he was enjoying the warmth of the sun's rays on his fur...being black-furred had it's advantages...he was frequently warmer than any pale furred cat was...

[Hopeflower]

"Lazy," Demontalon purred, shifting onto her side. She kept her eyes on the playfight between Lightstorm and his sister, watching the dark tabby twist and cuff her brother over one ear, trying to loosen his gentle hold on one of her forepaws. The white tom ducked, his low chuckle reaching Demontalon's ears as the move unbalanced Hawkclaw, sending her sprawling. After a moment he let go and she was on her paws again, the siblings stalking around each other as they waited for the other to strike.