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Post by tfcowner on Mar 13, 2009 19:07:34 GMT -7
OOC: Im going to start the thread but i will wait for punky to finish bios before we commence the attack
Eaglestar once again headed to the highrock. As he waited for his clan to gather, he began to roll battle moves through his head, preparing himself for the last patrol.
When everyone was gathered he looked to see where the first patrol cats were standing. They where all around the entrance right where he wanted them, perfect. Then he looked down on the whole clan to speak. "We commence the plan right now! Patrol one head out and remember damage what you can then leave. You BETTER follow orders! He watched to see how the patrol cats reacted hoping they will leave right away. Defiantly not questioning him.
OOC: sorry this post is bad but i have to goooo!!!!!
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Punky
Senior Warrior
[M:-500]
Mister sandman, bring me a dream, make him the cutest thing I have seen!
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Post by Punky on Mar 15, 2009 0:41:46 GMT -7
Spiritfang looked around her. Tons of cats where battle ready, and wanting to spill blood. Swampfoot got too close to her and she hissed at him, a simple warning but eanough so he walked away.
OOC: sorry it's short but it's on thirty in the morning here
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Chichi
Warrior
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Post by Chichi on Mar 30, 2009 18:52:48 GMT -7
Thymewing practically bounced up and down as she waited for combat. She sighed with pleasure. Aaaaahhh, combat! The thrill of battle, of sinking your teeth into another cat. The warmth of the blood as it gushed over your paws. The shrill cry of the wounded cats as they toppled to the ground. The thrill of pride when you knew that you would win the battle. The satisfaction of seeing your enemy lying on the ground, helpless. The knowledge of knowing you could do whatever you want with them. Even tear their throat out. There was nothing like it, not even Eaglestar could compare. But, fighting side by side with Eaglestar? Nothing could compare with it at all! She shifted in excitement.
She glanced up as Spiritfang hissed at the Swampfoot. That is a cat I could get along with! She walked over to Spiritfang. "Excited? Want to spill blood?," she meowed happily. "It'll be so fun. There's nothing like combat." She looked at Spiritfang through the corner of her eye. "Don't you think?," she inquired happily, her claws literally pulling themselves out of their sheaths in anticipation of tearing into enemy flesh. She could practically smell the blood. And Eaglestar will be there...
OOC: Whoa, Thymewing has some pretty twisted ideas.
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Post by Silver! on Mar 31, 2009 14:48:26 GMT -7
Flickerstep tried to keep the enthusiasm out of his step, but he was just as anxious to fight as the other cats. Though they seemed to be without reason, what did he care? He would fight and kill and that would be that. Looking over, he noticed that a couple of the she-cats seemed to be getting extremely into the whole battle thing.
He would have gone over to join in the heated excitement for the coming bloodshed, but he found he didn't care enough to do so. I just want to get out there all ready! He was part of the second patrol, so he had yet to be able to go out and fight yet. Swishing his tail impatiently, Flickerstep sighed, sitting down, all the while curling and uncurling his tail.
He didn't recognize anyone else in his squad ((which makes things more interesting for Silver, rushing into battle with flickerstep and a hack load of npc's)) but didn't dwell on it. He'd be fine on his own, he always had been. That's the way he perfered things after all.
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Post by tfcowner on Mar 31, 2009 15:24:10 GMT -7
OOC: Kiyana please approve, change or destroy and thing you want with this chart.
First Patrol list
Darkshine:TFC (i was hoping to play on if you don't mind.......) Firestreak:Kiyana spiritfang:Punky Swampfoot:Punky Flickerstep:Sliver
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Punky
Senior Warrior
[M:-500]
Mister sandman, bring me a dream, make him the cutest thing I have seen!
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Post by Punky on Mar 31, 2009 18:22:12 GMT -7
Spiritfang nodded and gave a smile in Thymewing's direction "Yea I'm just so pumped up, i can't wait to claw Pebblestar's eyes out for what she did and said to our leader" Spiritfang noticed that Flickerstep seemed lonely and she winked at him. "Please excuse me Thymewing, i need to finish something." She gave a bright nodd and padded over to Flickerstep. "Hey" her voice was confadent, her gorgeous green eyes honest and loving. "Flickerstep are you ready for battle? " SHe flicked him on the shoulder with her tail. "Oh man i love you" she thought
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Post by Admin on Mar 31, 2009 19:33:08 GMT -7
OOC: Ish good I fink =) Except Silver wanted Flicker to be on the second one! I wanna play one too! Hehehe... I'ma bring in psycho Firestreak LOLZ can you imagine how the others will react?
IC (Firestreak): Bloodstained claws raked the hard earth, scratching in deep, deep marks. With bared fangs and a particular glint in her evil, blood red eyes, Firestreak stood. "Well then, what are we waiting for?" She snarled, her muscles rippling under her scruffy pelt. "Lets go kick some ugly ThunderClan tail!" The aggresive she-cats massive body figure and ginger pelt gave her the look of an extremely angered tomcat with rage issues. Of course, this was how she always looked, but it seemed enhanced by the thrill of her favorite hobby- Shredding the pelts of other cats and tearing out their pathetic excuses for claws.
Firestreak's torn ear twitched with anticipation. Her first target would have to be Eaglefeather no doubt. He was about as large as she, and although he had a kind and gentle heart (which of course Firestreak despised) the tom put up a good fight. For a ThunderClan cat at least.
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Post by Silver! on Apr 1, 2009 13:13:29 GMT -7
(( Oh, no it's fine, I don't care which squad I'm on ^^ Eaglestar placed me on squad two in the other thread, so I was just following that x3 ))
Flickerstep yawned, but looked over just in time to see Spiritfang wink at him. He blinked, tilting his head slightly, but said nothing. If anythign he was. . .perplexed at the sudden show of affection. . .well, if it could be called that. Whatever, she-cats will be she-cats.
"Oh yes, very." He answered honestly, but with a snide undertone to hide his curiousity. Why was this she-cat speaking with him again? Well, she at least seemed to have a brain and some spunk. That was a nice change to what he was used to seeing. Normally a tom was only approached when said approacher had some sort of silly crush.
"And you seem to have a simliar feeling if I heard correctly." He smirked, letting his opinion loose easily threw him into a conversing state. "What squad are you on?"
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