Outlook Rock

(Permission to PowerPlay Isen's death from Isen)
Darkblaze snarled and turned to the fae charging in. He pinned her down as he leapt at her. He snapped her neck, the blood pooled around him. "Weak queen." He snarled at her, then he turned back to Tall. The Cernobog would be happy with they're progress.

Heatherstar noticed the dark body of the wolf disappear for a moment and reappear almost of foot away in front of her. She watched the paws of the wolf in slight panic as the progressed nearer to her and she tried to scramble to her paws. Without the distraction Luckyclover had provided, the female's teeth would have met her spine, but they instead skimmed harmlessly through her fur as she slid out of reach. Spinning around the bloodied leader tried to scratch the face of the other wolf, much like she had tried to do to herself.

Isen fell, the blood pooled around her. Her eyes closed. "Forgive me Shadowstorm, someone tell him." She said as loud as she could before he snapped her neck. She was gone. She went to join StarClan... and her sister.

Duskshadow felt another wolf attacking her. What, it couldn't just be one on one? They all needed help because they were too weak! Accepting the challenge, the dominant felt jaws snap at her neck and attempt to bite down. Claws furiously attacked the face of this young wolf in a similar way to how they swiped at the Clan leader's. Feeling pressure on her neck, she brought her back paws upward in an attempt to slash open the stomach of her prey. A malicious grin passed over the face of Duskshadow as the scent of blood filled the air. The scent of death. A triumphant howl emerged from the jaws of the dominant despite the fighting that she was now engaged in.

Tallfeather's eyes widened as Sunclan scent hit his nose. Great. Windclan was being double teamed. Resigned to the worst, Tallfeather whirled around to face his new opponent, but he suddenly realized it was Isenfire, the gentle Sunclan queen. Despite her stomach being heavy with unborn pups, the female courageous lunged for Darkblaze, who made short work of her. Tallfeather watched in horror as the dominant male snapped her neck and left her to bleed. Tallfeather had never been close to the female, but with her death he knew he could go just as quickly. He forced himself not to collapse by her dead body -- and the dead bodies of her unborn pups -- and turned to face Tallfeather, now shivering with a mixture of fright and anger.

"Answer my question." Tallfeather snarled, lips peeling back over his bloodstained mouth, his own blood. "What are you talking about? Where is Skyfeather?!"

Luckyclover snarled and dodged the attack. She attampted to latch on her ear. "I'm stronger than you! I know it! You mutts wouldn't last a day!"

Darkblaze had no grin to him, as usual, his eyes filled with an evil form of grin though. "Roses are red. Violets are blue, today is your death day. We're coming for you." He said, he was like a maniac. He leapt again for Tallfeather, he wanted more then one body. He heard the triumphed howl of Duskshadow.

The wolf released her neck and Duskshadow moved backwards in order to gain sense of the wolves she was now fighting. The dominant spit on the ground in front of the Clan wolves' feet. "You and your gods are no match for Cernobog's true power, the power we possess," she declared with a manic glint in her eye. Duskshadow charged straight forwards at this female wolf using all of the strength she had to run into her side and barrel her over.

Tallfeather shook his head as the wolf spoke. He was a manic, an insane, senile old bat that needed to die. Tallfeather didn't know where these wolves had come from, but their intents were obviously malicious, and the Windclan warrior was done dodging their petty attacks. They'd already killed one wolf and looted the body of another -- and, if their words meant anything, Skyfeather could be dead too. The thought sent white hot rage rushing through his veins, and Tallfeather crouched low to the ground, everything rushing into a blur. He would die if it meant protecting his clan and his mate; and, if they were telling the truth, his children too.

Letting out a loud snarl, Tallfeather threw himself forward. He was aware of nothing but his own labored breathing and the massive wolf in front of him. Limbs outstretched, Tallfeather slammed straight into the flank of the dominant male. He had tried once to unbalance him and knew the trick wouldn't work for such a large wolf, so the moment he made contact with the dominant male, Tallfeather sprang away and rolled under him, aiming to slash his claws across the males soft underbelly before scrambling out from under him.

Heatherstar blinked in confusion as a new scent hit her nose. SunClan? How did they know? Deciding that that was not the most important question right now she turned her head around to getting a better look at who had arrived. In a way she wished she hadn't. The WindClan leader watched in horror as a different large male bore down on the queen, Isenfire, and carelessly snapped her neck, leaving her to bleed, wail, die, on the floor. More than one innocent life had just been lost. Her eyes turned to even smaller slits as she returned to face the female, a new feeling of anger and strength surging through her body. Isenfire will not have died in vain. Howling an ear splitting battle cry she launched herself into battle again, charging after the female as she sprinted at Luckyclover.

Double post)

Streakfire came running into a battle frenzy. [b]"Isenfire! No matter, because you wolves will pay for what you did to her. All of your kind will be gone!" she said in a growl. She jumped and bit Duskshadow's neck, helping Luckyclover.
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"Mutt of the mountains! I can handle this myself!" Luckyclover growled. Luckyclover scratched Duskshadow. (or a least attempted, IDK) "YOU! DO! NOT! BELONG! HERE! MANGY-!MUTT!" Luckyclover growled, getting off of her. She was preparing for another attack.

(They're so strong, KILL LUCKY NOW)

Duskshadow felt the scratch of the wolf attacking her underneath her eye and was filled with rage. Ignoring the new wolf who appeared, she raced at the wolf and barreled her over, biting deeply into her neck and ripping her throat. Jumping off she howled to the others, indicating that they should regroup elsewhere now that their mission was completed. Grabbing the scruff of the dead wolf Duskshadow dragged it away in the direction of the graveyard and into the shadows that waited there.

(thank you.)

Streakfire jumped at the wolf. "Coward! Not willing to fight!" she growled. Streakfire jumped in front of the wolf. She bit it. (Or attemted to) "Either you stay and fight of leave and NEVER, EVER, COME BACK!" she growled.

Thistlepaw ran into the heat of the battle. Everything was happening too fast and he couldn't keep up. Wolves were laying dead, their blood pooling in the dirt around them as their lifeless eyes looked where others could not see. The apprentice yipped a battle cry before running towards one of the wolves whom a WindClan wolf was fighting (Tallfeather).

(dun kill him please D:)

Heatherstar stared helplessly after the wolf as she leapt at Luckyclover and slaughtered her just as the male had done to Isenfire. Heatherstar could not believe it, and she wouldn't have believed it, not in a million years, unless she had seen it for herself. However she still found it hard. These wolves were sick and evil, just pure evil, and there was nothing more she could do about it. Luckyclover along with Isenfire and her pups were dead, Luckyclover's along with Shadewhisper's body had been stolen from them and this wolf ya just disappeared as if nothing g had happened. The female spun around to look at the remaining wolves, challenging them to make a move. Maybe she could leave one last mark for them to remember her by?

Duskshadow counterattacked the bite with a sharp scratch to the face of the female harrassing her. With her mouth filled with fur she still managed a, "I will be back, don't you worry about that," before dragging the body of the dead warrior towards the graveyard. Cernobog was definitely with them. The dominant could feel it.

- graveyard -

Jadepaw raced back to the crime scene to see if any of the Sunclan wolves had made it in time. Wolves were still battling but she noticed one of the evil ones run away. The extra wolves must be scaring them off..., she thought triumphantly and wondered what to do. Would she be a burden if she dived into the battle? Or would they appriciate it? She decided to crouch on the crest of the hill and wait to see if any of her clan-mates were injured and needed to be dragged safely out of the battle.

Streakfire growled and bit the wolf again. She smiled as she slinked away. "Never- come- back- again- mangy- mutts!" she said, with a pause between each word. She looked at the remaining wolves. She lunged at Darkblaze. "GET OUT!" she growled. She was a mother, so her protectiveness was much. "OUT"

Jaggedclaw dogged out of the way of the moor clan warrior's attack and grinned evilly at him. The battle would not be a long one, and surely many would be injured....some hopefully killed. His wish was granted soon after as the dieting words of a few female wolves met his ears. One was asking someone to tell who he assumed was their mate. Awww, poor little scrap. He thought mockingly as he watched her pathetic life end. Smirking the grey and white male turned as he heard Duskshadow slinking away, dragging the body of the other female beside her. "The forest will soon fall at our and Cerobog's feet." He growled triumphantly as he bounded after his dominant and was swallowed up by the shadows.

Darkblaze dragged Isenfire's body away. This was good, then now had 3 bodies to use for they're assorted ceremonies. He was now having brought 2 bodies. The Cernobog would rule the forest.

Tallfeather watched dully as the wolves began to retreat. Luckyclover too had been slaughtered, sending a stab of grief through Tallfeather as he realized the fate of his clanmate. The Windclan warrior had no energy to chase down the wolves dragging away her corpse, and he instead padded towards Heatherstar, his cheek still dripping blood. "What do we do?" He asked her hoarsely, eyes traveling over the clearing. As much as he wanted to bolt to Stormclan camp and demand to know where Skyfeather was, he stayed put. Right now, his clan needed him.

Heatherstar stared after the wolves as they left. Who was this Cernobog they were talking about? Was it like their StarClan? She could not say. Turning around she spotted Jadeoaw perched up upon Outlook Rock and realised instantly who had gone to retrieve the SunClan cavalry. Padding slowly up to her she looked down at her with her good eye and dipped her head appreciatively. "That was a very wise thing you did there, Jadepaw. I thank you." Dipping her head again the WindClan leader -who now resembled more of the likes of Direstar due to her blood stained fur - turned back around to look at the wolves gathered on the battle field."Is anyone badly injured?" She asked, taking no notice of her own injuries as she squinted through the crowd with her right eye, scanning the pelts of the warriors and apprentices below. Hearing Tallfeather's question she replied, "Right now we need to check and make sure that everyone here is ok Nd treated of their wounds. Until then I would like you to get those wounds seen to." She gestured to his cheek.

Jadepaw looked up at her leader and bowed her head. "Thank you Heatherstar." she murmered though it was little more than a whisper. Wolves had died in this battle and that took a harsh blow to Jadepaw. Never before had she seen something so vicious and see wolves come out alive... some anyway. Hauling herself to her paws, she waited for instructions from her leader and clan-mates. Other than broken pads from running, Jadepaw was un-scratched and was ready to do all she could to help. "Can I do anything?" the apprentice asked ready to be sent off on duty.

( sorry I missed all of this but that was awesome ill be back in my own territory)

As soon as Thistlepaw arrived at the fight it seemed like it was over. The dark wolves went back to where they came from, taking the bodies of the dead as they went. Thistlepaw knew if he went after them there would be no hope, they could probably snap him like a twig. Looking around he saw that he was the only other SunClan wolf there except for Streakfire. The WindClan wolves were gathering and speaking to their leader whom Thistlepaw recognized from the gathering. She looked to have suffered a nasty wound on her back and some scratching on her face. He felt respect for her, for looking over her Clan before asking for help with her own wounds. Walking up to them confidently he said, "Is there anything I can help with?"