~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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Quote: He nodded. "Well they will be glad to have you two back. Things have ben fairly peaceful... minus raiding issues." He chuckled. "Pirates are pesky things. I look foreword to not having to deal with it anymore." He glanced at Collia.
 
"You have my word," Tigerclaw dipped his head. For now, this alliance would be useful.
"Indeed.... If you want to take out the current ruler.. we will need to lure them out. This way I don't exhaust all my Rukes."
 
Quote: About five flame flies were fluttering low near the edge of the water in the marsh. Two blue and three red. Their wings glowed like flame.. they could be kept in cages like birds and often cast a relaxing light. Traditionally you only kept them for a month then released them... but you had to catch them by coaxing them to land. for their wings were too delicate to grab. The liked soft singing or low gentle voices. then they would often come close enough one gout grab their silky legs.

"I call blue." He slowly approached them. "Has you singing improved?" He teased.
 
He nodded. "Well they will be glad to have you two back. Things have ben fairly peaceful... minus raiding issues." He chuckled. "Pirates are pesky things. I look foreword to not having to deal with it anymore." He glanced at Collia.

Collia blinked. "What do you mean?"
 
"Indeed.... If you want to take out the current ruler.. we will need to lure them out. This way I don't exhaust all my Rukes."

"I have a better idea," Tigerclaw said, pulling out a map. "This is the camp. We will replicate holograms of your men, and make it appear as if they are attacking camp. While the cats' ships will try to fight back, I'll send in drones marked as Memeruk. I'll kill the ThunderClan leader while we use an illusion, my future deputy's Corbian Ability, to make it appear as if we are bombing camp. We'll suffer no losses and will only have to bring two crews; one from you and my own."
 
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About five flame flies were fluttering low near the edge of the water in the marsh. Two blue and three red. Their wings glowed like flame.. they could be kept in cages like birds and often cast a relaxing light. Traditionally you only kept them for a month then released them... but you had to catch them by coaxing them to land. for their wings were too delicate to grab. The liked soft singing or low gentle voices. then they would often come close enough one gout grab their silky legs.

"I call blue." He slowly approached them. "Has you singing improved?" He teased.

"Oh, stop it. I'll try." Fyra inhaled, then began to sing, her voice beautiful, on key, and melodic. Entrancing, almost.

(She is a siren.)
 
I have a better idea," Tigerclaw said, pulling out a map. "This is the camp. We will replicate holograms of your men, and make it appear as if they are attacking camp. While the cats' ships will try to fight back, I'll send in drones marked as Memeruk. I'll kill the ThunderClan leader while we use an illusion, my future deputy's Corbian Ability, to make it appear as if we are bombing camp. We'll suffer no losses and will only have to bring two crews; one from you and my own.
"Interesting... now I can give you ten stallions easily... we have a habit of ripping cats in two... if you can mark those that would be against you somehow.. we can make sure they are the ones.... taken care of. It will need to appear convincing or they will suspect fowl play." Kraken viewed the map. "We could also use some food when all is said and done..... I have many many mouths to feed."
 
"Interesting... now I can give you ten stallions easily... we have a habit of ripping cats in two... if you can mark those that would be against you somehow.. we can make sure they are the ones.... taken care of. It will need to appear convincing or they will suspect fowl play." Kraken viewed the map. "We could also use some food when all is said and done..... I have many many mouths to feed."

"Fireheart is the biggest threat," Tigerclaw meowed, pressing a button on a small device. A hologram of a fire-orange tom cat with green eyes that glittered like emeralds. "And his friend, Graystripe." The hologram switched to a long haired dark gray tom. "These three are my allies," he clicked an arrow button on a device. It switched from a dark gray, hard muscled tabby tom, to a tabby with a long tail, and finally, to a dusty tom. "Leave them be. All other cats are targets. The forest is also teeming with rabbits, deer, ducks, if you're interested in that sort of thing. Maybe smoked, seared..."
 
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