Another Raid(Open to all WindClan and DarkClan kittys)

"Ooh. This'll be fun, sorry to disappoint, but Bramblethorn's busy. You'll have to settle for lil' ol me." growled Maplepaw looking from one apprentice to the other. That mangy tom, that looked incredibly beat even though the battle had just started, was much bigger than her, and that other she-cat apprentice was about the same size. "One on two? That's not fair, go find yourself some other cat to fight Gingerpaw, this ones mine."

OOC- Psst, Russet.

IC: This should be easy enough the tom thought, he was bigger than the two she-cat apprentices, and the scratch he had gotten, seemed to have stop stinging, for the most part. "Tell Bramblepaw I'll miss him this battle." he hissed, trying to waste time, DarkClan sure knew how to do it, so why couldn't he?

OOC: Meh..

Gingerpaw growled at the WindClan apprentice, her tail lashing. What an ignorant fool. She shrugged to Maplepaw, rolling her eyes. "Have fun with this scrawny mess." She began to pad away, looking for a victim, when a russet-colored aprentice shot behind her, launching himself on Maplepaw. Although small, he seemed to have some fine incisors on him. A fast little thing. She called over her shoulder. "Still don't want my help Maplepaw?"

"I still don't want your help!" yowled Maplepaw, smiling her blood red claws raking the ground in anticipation for a grand battle. She leaped to the side feeling a thorn-like claw rake her ear. "You're a fast one!" she meowed, turning to the new tom, and licking her whisker's. In a flash she leaped towards the fast little creature, hoping to bite into it's neck, and hold it still.

Gingerpaw snickered, the sound echoing throughout the clearing. With a dismissive flick of her tail she growled to her clanmate. "Have fun then." And padded away without a second glance, shoving her claws into another WindClan apprentice. [this can be anyone]

Russetpaw snarled with fury at this Maplepaw, wanting to get back at DarkClan for what they did to his brother. He allowed himself to be barreled over, rolling to his back last minute to dig his claws into her underbelly as she soared. Both hitting the ground hard, he writhed and clawed at whatever he could manage.

OOC: Nighty, I am attacking you the second time nao, post back :3

Nightstar ducked, and scooted backward away from the young apprentice. "Bah! I don't have to waste my time with you kits, now where is Wolfstar?" muttered Nightstar leaping away from the little apprentices, followed by Bramblethorn who disappeared into the battle while, Nightstar progressed searching for an opponent.

Fieldpaw felt a shot of anger when his brother came, why didn't he think he couldn't take care of himself. This was HIS battle.
"Russetpaw, I am fine!" he hissed, wanting to pounce at his brother, but that wouldn't look very good for WindClan, brothers, fighting. This was the first time Fieldpaw had ever gotten mad at his brother, it's just, he could never fight his own battles. And with that Gingerpaw gone it would be easier for Fieldpaw to just fight Maplepaw.

OOC- Fieldy might like Maple... hehe

Lionpaw turned and raced after Nightstar. "We're not finished yet!" With all his power he swung himself and the cat's throat, pinned him down and bored his claws in his opponent's shoulder. "MURDERER!", he spat. "You will see I will rip each life out of you!"
Rage sounded in his ears. Revenge filled his sight. Revenge for every cat who was ever hurt or even died. He swung his head at the cats throat and bit.

Maplepaw felt a second claw nearly rip off her nose, but she jumped back just in time, feeling blood dripping from her underbelly. "Is that it? A measly scratch! Come on! Show me your real strength you two!" she growled. Glaring with pale red eyes, at the two. She leaped backwards one more time, waiting for the tom to get up and launch another attack. Waiting to show them what Spiderfang had taught, waiting to show them DarkClan's true power.

Nightstar sighed, twisting around in mid-air as the other cat came towards him, with one small but strong paw with sharpened white blades known as claws aiming to whack the apprentice away from him, with little or no effort. This young cat had prowess, and the most important thing, rage, but Nightstar had pure experience, this cat was done for. And his threats were empty and hollow.

Duskshadow felt the claws and felt the blows, but didn't, strangely enough. Everything seemed to move slowly, like in a time-warp ... her claws ... her savage expression. But all that changed, time resumed to it's normal pace as he he leaped into the air, twisting his torso to bring his claws down as hard as possible on Spiderfang's muzzle, hoping to leave gashes.

Stormcloud yet again was barreled into, and she pounced upwards, avoiding the worst of the blow. Still, random claws sliced her fur. It was nothing. Nothing that couldn't be fixed in a day or two. That cat was losing power, losing strength. Finally deciding to use a bit more strength, Stormcloud brought her claws down in a wide arc to land on her opponent's head, a trick she had taught herself.

Russetpaw let out a growl that screamed over the other yowls, a deep one in his throat. This apprentice wanted more then a scratch? She'd get it. The small tom lunged downwards, paws aiming to literally rip her paws from under her. And if that failed, his body would likely off-balance her.

Tigerstirpes hissed loudly "Go Home and I will spare your life" then he doded the attack.

Firenose felt a flash of satisfaction as he succeeded with his fighting move. But not for long, as two large paws railed into the top of his head, sending him into the earth barely conscious.

Bramblethorn landed on this Firenose with a wide open maw, hoping to bite into his scruff, and pin him to the ground with his paws. They were both close to being the same size, even though Firenose was obviously older. The dark tabby, would simply pick up the large tom, and toss him away, showing off his muscles and strength, to throw the tom like he was a piece of prey.

Firenose yowled in protest as a second cat landed on top of him. "Help!" He yowled, hoping he reached some cat before the Darkclan cats finished him. Suddenly, he was lifted off the ground and thrown only to land with a thud, driving the breath out of his lungs. Springing up, he arched his back letting out a snarl, "Leave our camp, Fox-Hearts!"

Fieldpaw went back to fighting Maplepaw, it was almost impossible to win with her.
The tom leaped, aiming for her back, and if he did land he would use all his might and claw her insides out. It was hard though, her beautiful pelt and eyes gleaming with hatred toward him. He didn't.... Did he...?

Stormcloud was satisfied by her blow, and watched with the same smirk on her grey face as he fell. She was just about to lunge down and kill him when Bramblethorn stepped in, or rather leaped in. The she-cat snarled, a menacing sound that burned in her throat. "This is my battle Bramblethorn. Leave. Get your own."

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A battle-cry as loud as five DarkClan cat's snarls put together was heard over everything happening in the clearing. A looming shape with a lashing tail, a deep look of hatred in it's eyes. Racing into the clearing, Shadedthorn spotted Duskshadow, battling it out with a large she-cat. He looked to be faring alright. Eyes scanning the camp, he glared down at Nightstar, being battled by a good three cats or so. Make that four. Huge paws thudding on the ground, Shadedthorn leaped, from the back, claws outstretched, shading Nightstar in his shadow, and growled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it just looked like you were losing, with all your fur falling out." teased Bramblethorn flicking his tail in her direction. But whirled around as he heard a yowl. No, more like a wolf's howl from above. a hulking mass of a tabby was baring down on Nightstar, this would be an interesting battle a humongous beast versus the skilled tiny warrior. Bramblethorn purred with delight, and it didn't look like that was the only one. "Looks, like there is some bigger prey to catch."

Nightstar turned with astonishment in his eyes at the monstrousity before him. "Someone's hit the fresh kill pile a little too much." he muttered under his breathe, having to cock his head upward to meet the cats eyes.

Foxtalon ran after his brother, Shaddedthorn, into camp. He didn't let out a battle cry since he preferred to make his entrance more silent, giving the other cats more of a surprise. The large cat watched as his brother went for the leader, Nightstar. He looked away to scan the area, analyzing each cat to find the one that would be the best to go against. His eyes fell on Bramblethorn, the cat that had just threw Firenose away, and seemed to be getting yelled at by his other clanmate, just so he could tease her back. This cat seemed to be the weakest one. He could run him out, and then he'd go for the next in the ladder, that way they could all focus on the stronger cats, and not have to watch their backs for the other ones.

Foxtalon ran over to Bramblethorn with great speed, his long legs making his strides wider. When he got close enough, he leaped at the enemy cat, looking to bawl him over with his size and weight, as well as pierce him with his outstretched claws.

Stormcloud ignored his ignorant little comment and simply gave a signature snarl and evil glare in her eyes, turning to see exactly what he was gaping at. She was taken aback, an extremely large cat, the largest she'd ever seen, even bigger then Spiderfang and her brother Duskshadow. Even worse, he was going for Nightstar, or more so, looming over Nightstar. "Now what will we do about that?"

Shadedthorn heard the tiny cat's murumr and he growled, a hiss directed exactly at Nightstar's ear. "What did you say runt?" His mighty paw was raised, claws unsheathed and glistening, and was poised just inches from the side of the leader's head, waiting for his reply so he could rip a life away from his body. Those devils, attacking WindClan while he was away hunting. A smart thing. At the side of his vision he could see his brother, Foxtalon, go for Bramblethorn, who seemd to be quarreling with another cat.

Maplepaw looked at the flying tom, and an evil idea burst into her mind. As the cat landed on his back, she twisted in a circle to fling him away from her. Even though it would cause a long claw mark gash to appear on her back. But if it succeeded the tom would be flung away from her and possible into some other cat. Then she turned her eyes on his brother with anticipation. "Come on! Your little brother attacked. Why can't you?"

Bramblethorn was completely taken a back at the bigger tom, but he jumped out of the way of it just in time to avoid it's claws. "Whew... What in NightClan is that?" he whispered to himself looking at the cat. He was too busy looking for a way to beat it to listen to all of Stormcloud's remark. "Take care of Firenose, I'll handle this one." he meowed to her, growling at the tabby that made him look like a mouse. He really wished he had chosen to stay back at camp now. Where had these two beasts come from? WindClan was so supposed to be filled with tiny rabbit chasers, not burly, blundering wildcats.

Nightstar eyed the bigger tom warily. "Yes, I get it, you are bigger than me, we all get that." he retorted to the cat mocking his size. Nightstar let his fur lie flat, waiting for this huge tom to strike. If he wanted a fight, well then he had one, but Nightstar was not going to make the mistake of attacking first.

Lionpaw felt pain shot through him as Nightstar's claws hit him in the belly. He flew back and hit the ground, motionless. He couldn't move, and not long after everything went black.

OOC: Not dead. Just unconcious.

Firenose cleared his brain as the cats loosened they're grip on him, obviously distracted. Taking advantage, he sprang up, leaping onto Stormcloud with claws outstretched.

Foxtalon landed smoothly on the ground and quickly spun around to face Bramblethorn. His fur bristled, making him look even bigger than he already had, yes, it was possible. He stepped closer to the smaller cat, looking him over, calculating, estimating. He was an observer, so he'd observe more than he'd fight out of habit, but it made him a great one because of it. Quickly, he outstretched a long leg to slash Bramblethorn across the chest.

Russetpaw didn't give the she-cat a chance to finish her sentence because right then he soared through the air, landing on her back and hopefully getting his claws in with a good grip. This cat had some serious skill.

Stormcloud whirled back to Firenose, seeing him try to launch himself onto her. Although she moved before being tackled, tt worked somewhat and his claws left a gash on her shoulder. A furious hiss ripped it's way from her throat and she ignored the fact that two monsters had just stormed into camp, focusing her energy on this pest. "Oh, you shouldn't have done that. Now you're going to pay." She leaped in an arc, eyes such an expression. Such a cold, fury-filled expression, and sliced through the air, claws an absolute blade.

Shadedthorn, bored of this insult fight, let his paw do what it wanted, cuff Nightstar in the side of the head. However, the Maine Coon lifted his other paw at the exact same time, hoping to sandwich the smaller cat's head between the two, claws slicing through fur with any luck. Sure, he could jump on him, but that would be saved for last.