He Who Laughs Last__x

[Runner]

"Eat him?!" cried Bloodrose. "Eat him?!" She let out a harsh laugh, full of anger. "My sisters shun me because I won't eat catmeat!" She circled as well, eyes blazing like twin setting suns.

[Duo]

Golden tom eased into his haunches, being careful about being inconspicuous on the move. "Prove it then, She! Where are you taking him?" Ivory tail flicked, eagerness displaying in his being as his face contorted in a full born snarl. Handsome orange eyes set ablaze, demanding that she be honest with him... or else...

[Runner]

"I have a name! I'm Bloodrose! I'm taking him away from the Rogue meadow, then I'll figure out where he's from and take him back!" hissed Bloodrose.

[Duo]

Orange eyes, oh so very vibrant, flashed, but a flick of his tail acknowledged the name. He launched himself then, hopefully landing on the fluffy black 'Bloodrose', in such an event you would bat her face with claws sheathed, with a powerful forepaw, before leaping off the she again. "No Bonecr****er can be trusted. I'm coming with you."

[Kest]

satan, satan, lend me a dollar.

Who will be my next victum on this fine, bloody night?

The black tom scanned the battlefield with sharp blue eyes, his razor teeth bared in his trademark manic grin. He was blood-soaked and in fine high spirits.

Pripyat's gaze settled on a rather nervous-looking she-cat, of the MistClan persasion. His grin widened, something many would say was a physical impossibility.
He was just an impossible kind of cat.

Pripyat glanced back at Spiderlilly. "MistClan she-cat," he growled, testing the sharp points of his teeth against his tongue. "Scared. She thinks."
He looked at Spiderlilly for a short time, a long, lingering look. She's with the DuskClanner, her kin, he thought. They will cover each other. She fights like hell anyways.

The BoneClanner slinked away, moving silently and smoothly toward the cat known as Ahava.
This'll be FUN, he thought, clipping his teeth together.

Pripyat rushed suddenly, not at Ahava but near her; he leaped right past her and whirled, claws out and gripping the earth, to face the MistClan warrior.
He was all black, inky as the night sky. His eyes were blue and certainly sans sanity, and his teeth were glinting white and sharp in the dim light. His face and chest were wet with fresh blood.
"Elllloooo, kittycat! Boo!" He sang softly, his tail curling with terrible happiness.

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[Duo]

The bangled she was a pretty thing, dark tabby marbling with silver. Around her neck a heavy patch of silver, dressed in such a fashion as to look like your typical million dollar, diamond studded collar. A foot here, a patch there, was silver, but that was the most vivid and flashy part of the she.

Muscles slithered beneath a skin-tight pelt as she ran.

She was unusually large for a she-cat, her girth being slim, I literally mean height. A giant among her peers, she, quiet literally, stood out of the crowd.

Whooooosshh, slickkekk! "Elllloooo, kittycat! Boo!" Ahava jumped, nearly peeling right out of her skin. She wasn't ready for this, and she knew it. She closed her eyes.

Her mother's wail resounded throughout the den. News of her father's death in the war devastated her. Life afterwards just wasn't the same.

She opened her eyes. The wail of dying and injured cats matched that of her mother. She froze... almost too long, before she yowled, leaping at her foe.

[Kest]

satan, satan, lend me a dollar.

Pripyat laughed as he danced aside, his blue eyes narrow. He snapped at Ahava's shoulders almost playfully...but those teeth were anything but playful.
The black tom backed up several paces and then charged. He used his claws solely for traction, and those claws steaded him, grounded him, pushed him forward faster; he aimed to full-body tackle Ahava at top speed.
It was simple, fast, and unexpected--a favorite move of his.

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[Ahava]

The calculated speed was impressive, yet highly frightening. Ahava herself was fast, she was, afterall, a far more impressive swimmer and fisher then her sibs, but this bloody feline from hell was far, far faster. Ahava was reluctant. This isn't right! She hardly understood the meaning of why she was here. All she knew was that she was fighting in a war, against a clan's immoral actions. Coming from a place where there was little to none of that done... It was hardly comprehensible...

Click!

Ahava heaved herself out of the way, a split second too late after the teeth, but no worries. He was toying with her. Worry! She fretted. Her fur tingling... She wished she was someplace else...

The tackle came, unexpected. She flew, rolling across the battle worn turf, she rolled to her feet. Nervously baring her teeth and growling in a broken manner. She lept high, giant claws and forepaws outstretched, hoping for a score...

[Runner]

Bloodrose's eyes gleamed in amusement.
"Fine. But answer me this: will your grey friend- Magnum, was it?- like that?" She smiled at him.
"You should listen to what she says. Everyone knows to listen to a stupid ska**," she said the words sarcastically, except the last two. Those she meant. "Now don't go getting mad. Then this kit will have no where to go. You won't have the time to take it if you kill me."

[.::Shinentai ;; Dual Void::.]

It was time.

Shinentai stood tall, on the hill the overlooked the rampaging felines below them, nothin within empty ethereal green hues. The silver tom had no reason to be here; save to watch over the proceedings of the seven clans of the battle, to take count of the victors and investigate the bodies of the fallen. Mother wanted the bodies; although as of yet the four brothers had no idea just why, or what the nefarious she-cat was plotting. However; orders were orders. No matter the hell that the feline blighted to their lives; they were no fools.

Well. On the contrary, Duel Void was a fool. But bumbling fool was not there with the eldest. That empty gaze carried on for a moment, drifting over the fighting felines, before glancing over his shoulder for a moment. He assumed that Fair would be following him, sometime; then again perhaps he had finally given the cheery black tom the slip?

Perhaps…ugh.

Green lobed shifted then refocused, resettling on the battle before him. Then, he moved, each pawstep silent and deliberate as he slowly begun to circle the warring clans. He was no target. He was the predator.

And should some fool clan cat try to fight him, well. There would be yet another body to please Mother with.

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[Okay, Kest, Sunpelt, and Runner: please stop spamming the thread; fights are in their own threads :) Umber: I'll post...when I feel I'm good enough x.<]

[Onyxdart]

The light she-cat slunk to the edge of the field. She looked around, ears back and eyes wide and bewildered. For minutes she stood there trying to understand any kind of order. But this was chaos.

And she was not supposed to be here. But she couldn't stand the staying behind while Medium went off, not when there was no good reason why she was staying behind.

She crept forward a couple of feet, muscles tensed like springs. The slightest provocation was going to send her straight into the air, or flying off across the ground like a startled rabbit. She had to find Medium. Now, she was close to the fighting- close enough to be seen. Still she stayed low, hoping that the chaos would cover her.

And then some cats she didn't know came nearer than she was easy with. She flattened, frozen, and pretended she was completely invisible.

[She's asking for it by showing up ad being a little pansy. Just don't kill her, you know.]

[Sunpelt]

OOC: Sorry, Goldfeather. I completely forgot about the thread rule. It was a goldfish moment. (Sometimes memory of a... smart thing... mostly memory of a goldfish. People who know me know this already. ^_^) No! Mistclanners can't eat me! Wait... I'm a Mistclanner... Dangit!

[Kest]

Juukai returned with a bundle of long grass clenched in her jaws. Half of the bundle, the half closest to her face, she had dampened; the rest smoked and flamed.
She carried her torch, her weapon, into the blood-scented night. Her glittering orange eyes and that fire she carried showed bright as small suns in the gloom.

"Fire, fire, FIRE, fire," Juukai chanted under her breath, her tail whisking excitedly.



If you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
--One moment--
Would you capture it; or just let it slip?

A darkly mottled shape slipped along the edges of the battleground.
Neon-green eyes sparked in the darkness.

The tom's name was War, and he was just passing by. The idea of a fight drew him, but this was not his battle; no, he had taken no side here.

Just passing through.

This world is mine for the taking
[ Make me king ]
as we move toward a new world order

A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post-mortem

[Onyxdart]

There was utter chaos going on around him, but inside his mind, Warfox was calm, and collected. His thoughts were distant as he watched, interfering only if necessary.

Warfox was wound tight, ready to snap. He was looking for Battledream, War, and his own clanmates.

Ears snapped forward and he paused midstep, eyes narrowed. He'd found him, alright. Warfox bounded forward, weaving around and through the little personal battles that had sprung up, and caught up with the other tom.

"War!" he yowled over the battlenoise. He was ready to take the other tom down, but he would not attack the other without some kind of warning first. Let no one say Warfox was not honorable.

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[Duskwingflight]

Squirrelpaw jumped up, his fur raised. "Fight me if you dare, Boneclan!" He raised his voice also to show that all his fear was gone. The war had begun. Now Squirrelpaw stuck close to Mistclan. Trying to differ the smells, now he waited for someone to challenge.

[Kest]

[ if it's ok with you, Warfox can just follow War; War's just trying to get Warfox alone for a one-on-one fight. I'll start a private thread for them. ]


If you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
--One moment--
Would you capture it; or just let it slip?

War jumped at the sound.
A voice--calling out War's name.

The dark tom turned, his neon-green eyes sharpening, scanning...
There. His adversary. His unfallen enemy from moons passed.

A smirk appeared on his face.
"Varfox," he said.

Then he ran.

This world is mine for the taking
[ Make me king ]
as we move toward a new world order

A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post-mortem

[Onyxdart]

That works for me, so I'll just assume he followed, in order to avoid a one-liner post.

[Duo]

OOC: This is for formality only. Duo is back in battle. Any may challenge him now.

Duo streaked after the black blur, Bloodrose. His white paws were just itching for battle... His tail twitched nervously, hoping none of his comrades has noticed his absence. They'll question him later, he was sure... But for now, he had a lot of making up to do.

[Runner]

Another black streak ran over to Duo, blocking his way. Crimsonblade. "Hello. What's the hurry?" she hissed, showing brilliant white teeth.