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Fruitclan Reborn (Semi Literate, Accepting)
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r.i.p
(About your form kit, Briarsting is kinda already Echoclan's deputy soooo)
(In fact, the whole reason that he's in Fruitclan territory is to request aid for Echoclan, which is totally messed up for an undecided reason)
Fern let out a startling screech as she and Whitestar were charged by several warriors. She bit and snapped at the cats closest to her, in an almost feral fashion. With a hiss, she ripped a chunk out of the nearest attackers ear, before shoving into the tom's side. Several Fruitclan warriors flocked to Whitestar's side, fighting off the attacking Fishclan warriors while their leader battled Ripplestar. She received a sharp scratch along her shoulder from a passing Fishclan warrior, but she was largely unfazed, instead working her way through the attacking cats to Whitestar's side. She barely managed to reach him, blood dripping between her jaws from earlier attacks. With a snarl, she launched herself at the clan leader, latching herself onto the she-cat's left flank. She ripped at the leader's flesh with a fury never seen exhibited of her by any of Fruitclan, torn away from her frenzied attacks only by an attack by two smaller cats. She let out a guttural growl, that akin to a tiger's as she mercilessly attacked the aggregating cats, tearing at their ears and tails.
Brairsting fought off the nearest cats, almost overcome with enemies. He mowed through his opponents, taking out the closest cats near him, when he realized that there were no more cats in front of him. There were few unconscious cats on the ground, and he turned to the clan entrance, a look of horror creeping up his face as he beheld the carnage inside the camp. Ears pressed to his head, he dashed into camp, glancing back and forth until he caught glance of the tiny cat from days earlier attempting to keep up with the injured cats brought to the medicine cat den. Terror was clear on her face as she worked on keeping the Fruitclan warriors alive. He ran to her side, urgency evident on his face. "Hey, you're the apprentice from several days ago. Please, tell me, where is your clan leader?" Kauri gave a fearful look to the bloodied warrior before giving a silent gesture to the center of the battle, where the clan leaders were battling each other. He gave a sharp nod to the medicine cat apprentice before jumping into the fray. He barreled through cats like a tank, bee-lining his way to the leader of Fruitclan. He growled at Whitestar's side, tackling the Fishclan leader to the ground and pinning her under his enormous frame. "Fruitclan leader, -Whitestar, was it?- I'm in urgent need of your aid. We'll converse after this is over. For now, help me with this she-cat here." He said with a nod to Ripplestar, wincing as she scratched and bit at his side, refusing to get up.
Moonpelt woke up, the camp seemed busy. HIs joints ached. He looked around. "FishClan." He mumbled. He poked his head outside the den, seeing no Fishclan cats he went back inside the den and tried to hide inside the shadows.
Kauri was terrified. This much carnage in camp, all caused in the period of only a short period of time. Wounded cats were flooding the medicine cat den, and she couldn't keep up with the injured warriors. She dashed from cat to cat, administering rushed treatments to wounded warriors. She was on the verge of tears, thinking about the poor kittens in the nursery, probably trapped by Fishclan attackers. She sniffed, determined to make sure that these injured allies in the den were alright and treated as fast as possible, as was her duty to do so.
MoonPelt realized how bad the situation would be, digging a hole in the back of the elders den she crawled out, hiding. He knew he had to fix it but he wanted to help. Being careful of the noise he was making he sneaked into the med den. "Need help?"
Kauri paused when a particularly bloodied tom dragged himself into the medicine cat den, a she-cat being towed gently behind him. "P-please... M-my mate..." He moaned, the unconscious she-cat shedding blood as he shifted her onto the ground. Tears edged his eyes as she stumbled onto the ground beside her. Kauri froze, a shocked expression on her face before rushing to the she-cat's side. Her professional side kicked in, and she inspected the she-cat's wounds. Her underside was scarred and scratched, and her hind legs were in bad condition too. Kauri darted off and returned shortly with cobwebs,dock, and some other herbs. She set to work on treating the she-cat's wounds, and made sure she was still alive and breathing before turning to her mate. "Will she be alright?" He inquired, worry in his eyes. Kauri gave a soft nod, speechless from the shock of the attack. He gave a soft smile, mumbling "Thank you..." sighing gently as Kauri brought more herbs to treat his wounds. The tom had an appeased expression on his face as he closed his eyes and slipped off into unconsciousness, and shortly after, he simply stopped breathing. When Kauri returned to his side, his body was already becoming cold, and as she tried to nudge him awake, tears flooded her eyes and dripped onto his bloody coat, grief over this unknown warrior overtaking her. She was reminded of her duty, and gently and reluctantly shifted the tom's corpse off to the side of the den to make room for more wounded warriors.
"Stop stop!" she yowled. "Retreat you idiots they're going to kill us!" she screeched as she slipped away from whitestar, wounded. she staggered as she tried to run, and she fell, unconscious, yet another of her last four lives being taken away due to her reckless leadership tactics. at the sight of their leader dying once again, fishclan turned back and retreated, leaving her to recover in the enemy's camp.
The scruffy and bloody she-cat lay there unmoving as whitestar watched her carefully, bristling as the she-cat started to stand. Once she did, she turned and hissed at whitestar. "Fishclan will be superior to all clans someday and if i die trying, my deputy will carry on!" she growled before turning and bolting out of camp, leaving injured fruitclan warriors to head to Kauri for treating.
Breathe
Kauri hadn't seen Fern since the battle began. She had no idea where her friend had gone, but she couldn't help worrying over where she went. She was tending to the wounds of a scarred she-cat as Briarsting and Whitestar padded into the den. With a slight gasp at Briarsting's scratched up side, she dashed off for a moment, returning with herbs and cobweb. She silently tended to the toms' wounds, looking to Briarsting while she was treating his wounds. "I-I-I'm s-sorry I d-d-didn't t-talk t-to Whites-star earlier, th-the cerem-m-money w-was only t-today." She said, her voice small and timid. "It's fine." Briarsting replied to the apprentice, glancing to Whitestar. She finished treating their injuries in silence, opening her mouth only to ask if their injuries felt any better. Briarsting gave a swift nod as he turned to Whitestar. "So where shall we talk? I'd prefer not to do so in such a... public place."
"You see, my clan has suffered a great tragedy, and I've come seeking help on behalf of my leader. I am also looking for a she-cat by the name of Ivycreek. She was formerly one of our best warriors before she left the clan, and our clan may need her help again, though I have to say I'm also looking for her on some more... personal terms."
"If you can spare any aid or provide information about Ivycreek, it'd be very helpful." He finished, his pierced ear flicking in the dim light.
Breathe