Attack on ThunderClan

((The post would've been 50 times longer but I accidentally erased it all. ))
BloodClan swarmed into ThunderClan stealthly. ViceFang went for the Warrior's den, BoneClaw went for the apprentices, Skulker went for the nursery, BlackStar was to attack SilverWind, while BloodStorm attacked WhiteStar, and RedWater and BlueStorm guarded the entrance through the thicket.

As Vicefang ran to the warriors den, Hawkfire shot out of the entrance and tackled Vicefang with all his strength. "You do not belong here, you fiends!" Hawkfire yelled, preparing for his attack. "You guys are just jealous that we're an organized and powerful clan while you guys are bunch of pitiful losers that were kicked out of their own! You make me sick!" Hawkfire lunged at Vicefang, furious at the intruders.

ViceFang was slightly bigger than HawkFire and the ThunderClan cat would make a very fearsome foe. "Ha! Is this what you call organized?" ViceFang mocked, flicking his tail at the kits who fled to wherever they could as the queens tried to fight off Skulker. ViceFang took a swipe at HawkFire's muzzle with his reinforced claws.

"It's more organized than you're band of pointless rogues!" Hawkfire growled, dodging the swipe. Hawkfire jumped back, readying a full counterattack against Vicefang. He charged, and leapt into the air, aiming for Vicefang's throat.

ViceFang countered by ducking below HawkFire's bite and aiming a vicious bite at HawkFire's throat.

Hawkfire was ready for the counter, and with his paw batted away Vicefang's face before he could bite. "This is pointless. This battle could go on forever." Hawkfire thought, once again readying an attack.

Instantly WhiteStar came hurtling out of the leaders den landing on his side. His chest heaved up and down as he breathed and BloodStorm padded out with scars across his face and blood dripping from his flank. WhiteStar also had blood on his flank, blotting out his white fur. He had been injured severly and was more tired and injured than BloodStorm was. "Well, the big bad ThunderClan leader being beaten by a rogue." BloodStorm snickered, as he slashed his reinforced claws across WhiteStar's face causing him to stagger onto the ground.

They were in the middle of the camp and the BloodClan members made sure to keep anyone from interfering. "When your dead, this territory will be mine!" BloodStorm yowled, once again pouncing onto WhiteStar and holding him down with his paw to the leader's neck. "Where is StarClan now?" BloodStorm meowed, laughing as he pulled back reading to strike the tom's face once again but wasn't able to for WhiteStar pushed him off of him and staggered to his feet.

"This is my clan!" WhiteStar yowled running at the BloodClan leader and raking his claws across his left eye before slamming him onto the ground. He then lept onto the bloodthirsty and cat and bit into his neck killing the cat. "I wouldn't expect StarClan to allow you your other lives." WhiteStar mewed, falling onto his flank. "BloodStorm is dead!" BlueStorm shouted, tears streaking down here cheeks as she fled with RedWater and FlintPaw. Soon after ViceFang, BoneClaw, Skulker, and BlackStar also retreated from the scene leaving the dead body of BloodStorm and the limp body of WhiteStar.

"You're not getting away that easily!" Hawkfire yelled angrily, running after Vicefang as fast as he could. He used his full body weight and the last of his power into a full body slam, straight into Vicefang.

Skulker saw the large tom begin to follow them and jumped over ViceFang and slammed HawkFire backwards before catching back up with the clan and they all escaped back to their farm. The medical cat ran out of her den. Luckily noone was killed in the fight. She took off towards WhiteStar and she just shook her head. "He only has 5 lives left." she murmered, moving over to BloodStorm. "He's dead for good. He had 8 lives left though..." she said, not understanding it fully. WhiteStar awoke and the medicine cat gave him some herbs and told him he was fine but to take it easy. His battle with BloodStorm had taken 3 of his lives.

Hawkfire groaned. He had slammed into something. Hawkfire had dodged Skulker, and ran into something. Through, blurred vision, he could make out a tree right in front of his face. Humiliated, Hawkfire used the last of his strength to crawl away from the tree before passing out.

Silverwind emerged from the training ground where she had fought against Blackstar. There were several huge gashes on her forelegs and flanks, and her left ear was torn and bloody. She assessed the damage done to her clan, then padded over to the limp body of Bloodstorm. She hissed quietly, and nudged the body with a paw. She was tempted to maul it, but feared that StarClan would be angry at her for harming and dishonouring a cat - even if it was dead.

She limped over to the medicine cat, who called her apprentice, and lay down while she was checked over by the apprentice cat. When he was done, she got up and wandered a little ways out. She spotted something huge and leopard-coloured lying motionless on the floor. It was Hawkfire. "Hawkfire!" she meowed, hurrying towards him. She licked his head and sighed with relief as she saw the slight rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. "Hawkfire..." she murmured.

Hawkfire heard the sound of his name. He awoke, and lifted his head where the sound was coming from. Everything was blurry, but Hawkfire could make out something silverish standing over him. Hawkfire mewed quietly, then closed his eyes for much-needed sleep.

"He's fine. The furball just banged his head on the tree while avoiding a kick from one of those rogues." the medicine cat mewed, suppressing laughter. "He just needs some rest and he'll be as good as new." she continued, as she sat next to SilverWind. "I don't think WhiteStar would want anyone to know, but he lost three lives in this battle alone. He only has 5 left now." she mewed.

Silverwind flinched. If Whitestar died...she didn't want to think about it. "Good thing the other cat's dead, then?" she mewed hopefully. She looked kindly again at Hawkfire. "I wonder if WhiteStar's smelt those weird smells..." she trailed off thoughtfully.

"Hopefully they will just disperse and they will be over." WhiteStar mewed, padding up to the three. "LeafPaw, do you mind taking care of the injured cats?" WhiteStar asked, sitting down wrapping his tail around his paws. "Yes WhiteStar." LeafPaw responded, leaping off to an apprentice who lay injured. "If they are dedicated to ruling the forest they will probably just elect a new leader. At first I thought they were ShadowClan warriors but then I smelled RiverClan, WindClan, and all kinds of scents." he mewed, looking up to StarClan. 'Please help the clans through this war...' he prayed to StarClan silently.

BlackPaw, who had been watching the whole thing, smiled delightfully. Could I possibly get, he thought to himself a more perfect chance to find and kill another kit? Soon I will have accomplished my goal of killing 50 kits in three moons. BlackPaw quietly crept past the other cats and towards the Main Camp. His black body blended well with the dark foreest behind him. He crept silently to the entrance of the nursery, but didn't go in. He lay behind some long grass, waiting for a kit tio approach the entrance.

Silverwind sniffed. "Hold on!" she yowled. "An Intruder." she said quietly, stalking off and following the scent. she came to the nursery. A black-pelted cat was crouching in a hunter position in front of the nursery. Silver crept up behind it, and suddenly leapt up and aimed for the cat's back with her claws unsheathed. The cat was cornered and could not escape the blow.

BlackPaw snarled at ShadowStar and turned to run away, but got slashed on the rear by Silver. He stepped back a few paces facing the cat so that he could see her clearly. He snarled viciously at the attacker before running and jumping over her, slashing her on the back with his back paws before dashing off into the forest. "I'll be back!" he yowled back to Sliver. "You can't guard every kit in every clan!" He cackled with laughter, ignoring the stinging agony of the slash across his rear.

Silverwind hissed ferociously at the Shadowclan-smelling cat. She managed to slash him in the face, and he jumped over her to run away. As he did so, he raked his claws along her back. Silverwind yowled warningly at him to leave quickly before she fought seriously, and watched as he left the area, her hackles up. The scratch was only little, but she went back to the medicine cat for a small wad of cobwebs to ebb the blood.

"You're full of the Fighting Spirit, aren't you?" chuckled the cat as she dabbed at Silverwind's back. Silverwind nodded.

"He smelled like ShadowClan." she told the medicine cat and Whitestar. "More and more cats have been invading each other's land."

BlackPaw panted as blood trickled down his back left leg and stained the grass at his paw. He sat down and licked it until it stopped bleeding before quietly heading back towards the Main Camp. He found a dead fox about ten metres away and rolled himself in it so that he wouldn't smell of his usual scent. He then peered through a patch of tall grass. The cat had disappeared, but BlackPaw waited patiently in case she returned.

"Nice figh..." WhiteStar began before being cut-off. His face screwed up as he smelled something disgusting. "It smells like fox. Kind of like fox remains." he mewed, leaving the Medicine Cat's den to peer around. "Maybe foxes have entered our territory!" he shouted, as he took off towards the scent trail only to find the cowardly BlackPaw. He let out a yowl of fury signaling for everyone to come to his location before leaping onto the black rogue. He aimed a swipe of unsheathed claws at the cats flank.

BlackPaw dodged around WhiteStar, causing him to fall into the ground. He leapt up and caught onto a tree with his sharp claws he climbed up until he had reached the first branch at about 15 feet. He lay on the branch as far to the edge as possible without it breaking from the weight. He looked down at WhiteStar and the others who had arrived. Just to be safe, BlackPaw bounded up another few branches until he was safely in the middle of the tree, almost completely hidden by branches, but could still watch what the others were doing.

Silverwind heard Whitestar's yowl and came running, just in time to see Blackpaw run up the tree. She unsheathed her claws and tore after it. Silently, she stalked up behind the cat, who was trapped 15 ft above the ground on a narrow branch. She padded towards it and meowed tauntingly. She was good at climbing, and could easily dodge or fight back if the cat turned and pounced. "You know you can't escape." she mewed. "You can't survive a drop that big. Better just give up and hand yourself over." she flicked her tail as she crouched on the slender branch.

BlackPaw growled at SilverWind. He considered fighting, but it was too risky. He bent his head low. "Okay," he purred softly. "I surrender." He began to edge back along the branch towards Silver. "I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused." he apologized. Little did Silver know, his mind was already scheming.

Silverwind didn't budge. "Whitestar!" she yowled down to the clan leader. "This cat has surrendered!" she turned back to the black-coated warrior. "Who are you and why are you here?" she asked warily, still not moving.