Warriors RPG

[C S]

Snowstar was well on Deathclan boarders. He entered the clan and mewed simply "Im not black" The cat's black pelts flared up in rage and they ran at the Stormclan leader. Snowstar had already left, running through the forest, heading to the old Stormclan camp. Coldeyes will be leading them away from the clans, leaving them open for the extermination plan. Snowstar didnt blink nor pant as he out ran the black cats behind him, they snapping their jaws at them and launching them selves at the tom after jumping onto the tree bark. Coldeyes watched as the last of the cats cleared out of the clan, the orange lick of the flames moving into the forest cnopy and a glimpse of his leader's pelt being visable through the tree tops. Coldeyes made one last nod at the brave cat and hopped over head Stormclan, moniter the cats lagging behind. Snowstar hissed as he smealt the flames. These cats were idiotic, chasing a cat being born differant than them into the flames. Maybe they believed he would run into them first. The flames were spreading fast and it wasnt long until the darkness turned into bright red light and heat. Snowclaw turned around after hearing the crackling ahead, the Deathclan cats sliding through the dirt and knocking each other over like dominos as the flames sweapt over the site. One clan down. He ran back to the Deathclan camp. When he reached, the fire was only meters away. Snowstar scrambled after the scent of kits. 5. He struggled to holdthem in his jaws, 2 hanging off the sides of his maw, 3 in front. Snowstar then ran after Coldeyes' scent. After a minute or so, Snowstar came up to the waiting deputy. Snowstar handed over the black kits wordlesslym he picking them up and running after the clans. The white cat then ran to where he found out the wolves were staying. They were close to Pureclan, his next target. It was a shame he couldnt save the kits living in that misguided clan...

A 5 minutes later, Snowstar was running for his life, panting as the wolves ran after him, their holws and barking echoed in the air. Finally, the white and black striped tail cat slid into the Pureclan cat camp, the cats there looking at him intruiged, then caught sight of his tail and they all moved in on him. Snowstar then ran through a gap the mob wasnt able to fill in time. The cats turned to pursue him, but the wolves struck fast, Browntail barking out an order to masacre all the cats in hopes to kill Snowstar. By then, Snowstar was putting as much distance between him and the fire. Minutes later, the wolves finished their killing, the cats laid bloodied and dead. But now, the wolves were surrounded by the flames, their exits blocked. They were doomed....

[Hopeflower]

Fireflower was carrying the little PureClan kit, while Demontalon nudged Flintkit and Stonekit along in front of her, Sootkit in her jaws. The little she-cat was staring at everything disbelievingly. Demontalon felt her heart twist in pity at the mewls of the five black kits and the pained screeches of the cats who couldn't escape the flames. No cat deserved to die like this. Beside her, Fireflower noticed the black warrior's steps beginning to falter, and tried to tell Demontalon with her eyes 'Don't go after them. They're not worth dying for.' Above the distant roar of the flames, the ginger cat could've sworn she heard Demontalon let out a slight whimper.

[Huntress]

Sunpelt had watched all of this. She walked the length of the branch she had picked to watch and see what happened. "Now Gingerclan and Stoneclan are next."
Sunpelt turned and leapt down and joined Stormclan.

[Iceking]

Darkspot was running as fast as he could, determined not to let himself be caught by the flames and killed. Not once did the cat look back, not even wanting to see the results of the flames burning the forest plants that were in the path of the fire. The grey and white tom was following his clan mates, focusing on nothing but running and putting distance between himself and the fire.

[C S]

Fogcloud darted through the inferno, flames on either side of him and about to close in on him, encircleing him and dooming his fate. He ran up a close by red wood bark, jumping off into another tree. He ran down a branch, ashes and embers raining down around him. With a grunt, he jumped into the air and hurdled downwards onto a lower branch, gradually getting to ground level. The dark gray tom heard the snapping of trees in the blaze, burning timbers weilding to the flames

[Iceking]

Somewhere else in the forest, Stripetail was running from the flames that were behind her and threatened to engulf her if she tripped. The she cat kept her eyes on where she put her feet, not wanting to trip over a rock.

[Hopeflower]

As the smoke curled over the forest, staining the sky with dark gray, and causing the wind to carry a smell of burning wood, fur, and dead leaves, a lone cat watched from his perch on a smooth granite outcropping. His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his pelt, hidden in shadow and smeared with mud from many days of travel, bristled. "The destruction of the Clans...has come again," he rasped, his deep voice and his eyes cold and uncaring. Another cat joined him, and then one smaller one. Not another word was spoken as the small family watched the fire rage and burn below. Somehow, Raven, Nightingale, and their single kit, Leaf, had the misfortune to arrive here just as the forest was destroyed.

[The Kingpin]

Wraith had disappeared from the Clan, now standing above an injured Wolf. it was old, with a broken leg and a scar down one eye, various wounds along it's side. "It's been a long time, Ghostfang" snarled Wraith, looking down at the Wolf. it looked up at him and chuckled. "Well if it isn't the poor little kitten that nibbled on my paw seven seasons ago" growled the Wolf, waving a slightly scarred right paw at Wraith before standing up. "I'm here to finish the job, you disgusting furball" hissed Wraith, his eyes reduced to slits. The wolves in the background stared at the cat, some with bewilderment and some with knowing hatred. "Well let's see it then, kitten. the pack will keep out of it...unless of course they start to get hungry. in that case, i won't have much of a say in what they do to you" snarled the Wolf with a smirk, it's piercing yellow eyes staring into Wraith's amber ones, an icy look in them boring into Wraith's very soul. "They won't get the chance to move" hissed Wraith coldly, before leaping down, landing softly before the larger wolf, who got to his feet, the wounds on his side indicating a recent fight. another, Black wolf, lay dead not far from him, so Wraith assumed someone challenged him for dominance. Wraith bared his fangs, and bolted at the Wolf, weaving right and left at high speed, making use of the Wolf's weaknesses. the Wolf snarled, and lunged forward, the battle for vengeance beginning...

[Doc 42]

Ash watched from a small rocky hill as the fire raging through the forest began to lose its momentum, the inferno petering out in several parts of the forest....

The cat spat hatefully. The fire was nearing its end, but it had served its purpose. The stench of burning fur told him that.

[Hopeflower]

Raven let out a soft hiss. "There was no storm to start this fire," he growled, mostly to himself, unsheathing his claws and raking them over the rock beneath his paws. "Perhaps it is the Twolegs who have done this." He turned away, closing his eyes and wishing he could close his ears as well, for the screams of dying cats were quite annoying to listen to. "No matter," he muttered. "There is nothing here for us, now." He got to his paws and looked around once more, while Nightingale wrapped her thick-furred tail protectively around Leaf. "Raven," the she-cat growled, "Leaf cannot walk any longer. We must rest, and hunt before we can move again." Raven allowed a growl to escape his throat. "Rest? Hunt? Where, Nightingale? There is nothing left. The forest is gone. The prey will move and find new food sources until everything starts growing again. And there is nowhere safe to rest down there. We have no choice. We must keep going until we find somewhere to stay."

[The Kingpin]

Wraith dove forward just as Ghostfang swung at him, the Shadowclan Leader dodging the blow as he went right under the attacking arm, latching onto the broken hind left leg, climbing onto it and biting at the break point, the Alpha Male yelping as he tried to kick the Cat off, only to find Wraith had climbed up onto his back.He leapt off just as the leader rolled, the Wolf twisting and biting at Wraith, barely missing, Wraith leaping out of the way just in time to avoid a bite. he leapt at the Wolf again as he recovered from all the movement, the Cat latching onto his wounded side and ripping at it furiously, the Wolf snarling in pain as he twisted, trying to bite Wraith. the Wolf dropped to the floor and tried a swift roll to get Wraith on his stomach where he'd have better access, but by the time he did that, Wraith was on the floor and dashing around. the Leader rolled onto his feet just as Wraith lunged at his face, slashing him across the good eye, blinding him completely in one eye, the other eye having less than perfect vision. a loud, pained snarl was heard as the Wolf launched himself at Wraith, Wraith jumping upwards to a height only a Cat could jump, dodging the wolf that was hurtling towards him, Wraith landing on the ground behind him. as Wraith turned, the edge of one of the Wolf's paws swung into his side, leaving shallow slashes on him. Wraith snarled irritably as he jumped away from the leader, making some space between him and Ghostfang. the Wolf swayed from side to side, dazed somewhat, and tired after fighting so much just after a long, grueling fight with a challenger for Leadership. this wasn't the best time for a fight. he hadn't expected Wraith to be this fast. leaping forward, the Wolf snarled as he went to finish the hit, but Wraith swiftly twisted out of the way, the Wolf's injury slowing his speed severely, giving Wraith the upper hand. just as the Wolf turned and was about to land a killer blow, Wraith ducked under the hit, latched onto a leg and climbed onto the Wolf's back, holding on with all of his claws, climbing forward, reaching up to the neck and swinging a paw down over the eye, letting his claws dig into the only remaining eyeball, completely blinding the Wolf before going for a neck bite, repeatedly biting and thrashing until the skin had been shredded and Wraith landed a finaly bite, biting into the Wolf's wind pipe and jerking hard, shredding it, pulling a chunk out of it and spitting it out, before leaping for the nearest tree as the Wolf fell to the floor, wheezing, gasping for breath, soon dying of suffocation. Wraith eyed the wrest of the pack malevolently, a taunting smirk creeping onto his face as he yowled "And with that...you can see how pitiful you Wolves really are. defeated by a Cat...you fools really are a disgrace to your kind". and with that, he bolted off through the trees, knowing the wolves would be on his tail with a thirds for vengeance...


Hey HF, the fire wasn't THAT big. it was a minor forest fire. it didn't consume the entire forest around the lake. only part of it in the general area of one of the Clans. the spaces between several parts of the forest would've prevented the fire from spreading too much. not to mention the fact the area's not exactly dry...the fire was relatively minor. it spread a bit, but didn't destroy the place completely

[C S]

Snowstar paced around attentivly as the flames died out. He sighed and mewed "Bring them back Coldeyes" He looked about the newly liberated territory that was Deathclan. Stormclan will stay here before going back to what was the thunder clan cat's territory, for Pureclan and wolve's were there, dead, decaying. Suddenly, Fogcloud slammed into the leader's flank. He fell back as Snowstar quickly regained his balance. The gray cat hissed "I wasnt here, you never saw me" and dissapeared into the forest as quickly as he appeared


The wolves snarled and chased after Wraith, some dissapearing into the trees. There was a large group running straight at him, Wraith, if he didnt act fast, would be caught the two groups...

[The Kingpin]

Wraith's eyes widened slightly as he suddenly bolted to the left, leaping at a tree and shooting up it, his tough, sharp claws long enough to make it seem like he was literally running up the tree rather than climbing, landing on a branch and hissing "You lot are pathetic. you think i'm stupid enough to fall for that?!". and with that, he bolted in the direction of Stoneclan...

Wraith soon shot through the camp, on the edges of the rocky outcropping around the camp, yowling "You fools should've NEVER tried to take the places of the original Clans! your ways have brought about your end!". and with that, he shot out of the other end of the Camp, knowing his head start was more or less gone. he waited for the Wolves to move in on the Cats, and prepared to bolt as soon as they were visible. there was only way for them to come, so he was safe from ambush...

[Hopeflower]

(Raven speaks it how he sees it. XP)

Demontalon continued following the Clan, her breathing beginning to become harsh and ragged. And the stench of the burning section of forest wasn't exactly helping. But the young warrior pushed on, her gaze dull and fixed straight ahead of her.

[C S]

The pursuing wolves mauled the cats of Stone clan out of a fit of rage, their blood stained the ground, patched of fur littered the floor, bodies strewn about, some missing limbs. The wolves with blood dripping from their maws howled and ran after Wraith

[The Kingpin]

Wraith bolted off, leading them towards Gingerclan, this time going at full speed, leaving his scent as the only way to catch him. there was a certain traitorous Shadowclan Cat he wanted to talk to before the Wolves ripped them to shreds...

[Hopeflower]

Foxwhisker was speaking to the nursing she-cats of GingerClan, trying to get them to see what the Clans had been like before the wolves had come. "When a she-cat in a Clan gave birth to a kit, they named it something like Rainkit or Leafkit," he meowed. "Usually for the color of their pelt." One of the females, a pale ginger tabby named Niko, sniffed in distaste. "But that's ridiculous, Foxwhisker!" she mewed. The dark ginger tom smiled. "No. No, it wasn't," he whispered.

[The Kingpin]

Wraith walked towards the edge of the camp, climbing up the side of the building and sneaking in through a window. the damaged planking along the side of the building was so ragged it was like climbing a tree. the building felt as if it'd give way at any moment. he carefully snuck in, overhearing Foxwhisker's conversation, a low snarl coming from him. "It's not ridiculous if you don't judge a Cat's abilities merely by their colour" his voice echoed through the building. "Such a shame that they were cursed with the awful problem of Traitors....isn't that right, Foxwhisker?" he added, his position unknown to the Cats...

[Hopeflower]

Foxwhisker let out a low growl. "I would say the same thing about ShadowClan--if there was a ShadowClan anymore," he hissed. He sat up from his crouched position and lifted one forepaw, giving it a lick.

[C S]

In the distance behind Wraith, creeping up slowly. They didnt howl, nor bark, and they did what they could to be as undetectable as possible. Last time, simply charging him, it obviously didnt work. No, get him from surprise and masacre the cats there....yes.....