*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

"You should recall, you were there, helping them." He batted Ice to the ground and used his other paw to hold her.
"Listen." Heron's voice was snarky. "I know you're just trying to push my buttons. But we are all trying to survive here, not just you." His fur bristled and his eyes glanced nervously at Ice, who was struggling under the large cat's grip. "Do you seriously think we would drive you out for no good reason?"
 
Meadow slunk around, retracing the rogue scents through the tall hammocks. Hopefully they led back to the rogue camp. Her fawn-tan fur blended well with the plants.
(Thanks for your plant geekiness, it's really paying off!)
 
"Listen." Heron's voice was snarky. "I know you're just trying to push my buttons. But we are all trying to survive here, not just you." His fur bristled and his eyes glanced nervously at Ice, who was struggling under the large cat's grip. "Do you seriously think we would drive you out for no good reason?"
Fury poured through him and he glared, fire in his eyes, at Heron. "We owned a small stretch of land near the twoleg place. When they pushed farther into your territory on the opposite side, you drove out all the cats with land there and claimed it. You pushed us to a Thunderpath, then left and we had to cross. My mate and one of my daughters were struck and killed. I'm here for revenge!" He bent back his lips in a snarl adn Shadowblaze hissed.

"I always wanted to know my mother, you took away that chance from me! I will destroy you for that!" She went hysterical and started just clawing at any tribe cat in range.
 
Meadow slunk around, retracing the rogue scents through the tall hammocks. Hopefully they led back to the rogue camp. Her fawn-tan fur blended well with the plants.
(Thanks for your plant geekiness, it's really paying off!)
(Welcome)
"Do you think there are any cats left over there?" He whispered. He watched Meadow, recklessly bounding in, either brave or mousebrained. And here he was, cowering. And he was supposed to be the Fighter, too.
An odd stink of crowfood flooded his nose.
The tall grey trunks of beech trees opened to reveal thinner evergreen broadleaf trees and oaks as water began to fill the low parts of the landscape.
The land became swampy, and pond cypress reared out of the black, opaque water. Twoleg trash sat in the stagnant swamp.
Spanish moss dripped from trees, and Wind opened his mouth as the tangy scent filled his mouth.
A yellowhammer watched the cats in silence, and starlings called.
The ground was damp. "Who would want to live in this place?" Wind hissed.
 
(Welcome)
"Do you think there are any cats left over there?" He whispered. He watched Meadow, recklessly bounding in, either brave or mousebrained. And here he was, cowering. And he was supposed to be the Fighter, too.
An odd stink of crowfood flooded his nose.
The tall grey trunks of beech trees opened to reveal thinner evergreen trees and oaks as water began to fill the low parts of the landscape.
The land became swampy, and pond cypress reared out of the black, opaque water. Twoleg trash sat in the stagnant swamp.
Spanish moss dripped from trees, and Wind opened his mouth as the tangy scent filled his mouth.
A yellowhammer watched the cats in silence, and starlings called.
The ground was damp. "Who would want to live in this place?" Wind hissed.
Wait, I'll do something here! Give me a sec
 
Embers flinched as her guards yanked her into the clearing and started teasing her. She desperatly wanted to flee, but her feeble body was no match for the three large cats. She extended her claws into the ground as their claws met her body. SHe screeched as they shoved her fluffy head into the damp ground. They forced her to eat crowfood earlier and it was making her sick. She glared at them and looked at the ground, not wanting to anger them.
 
Embers flinched as her guards yanked her into the clearing and started teasing her. She desperatly wanted to flee, but her feeble body was no match for the three large cats. She extended her claws into the ground as their claws met her body. SHe screeched as they shoved her fluffy head into the damp ground. They forced her to eat crowfood earlier and it was making her sick. She glared at them and looked at the ground, not wanting to anger them.
Wind's tail fluffed at the sudden screeching. He bounded toward the noise, hoping the recipient of the blows was all right.
 

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