Hunting with Marshclaw

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xx.//I don't know if we'll make it home.]]

An auburn femme bounded out of BlazeClan camp with a tortoisehell tom following behind. She felt as if she were floating on air. The sun shone brightly, and Timbercreek had to squint her green opticals just to sheild out the sun's powerful rays. The pair climbed over a grassy ridge. AshClan was just on the other side.
Timbercreek sat down for a moment to take in the vista. The view took her breath away every time.

xx.//All we can do for now is hope.]]

"Isn't it wonderful?" the femme purred. Silently she skimmed the barren AshClan territory that was off of the back of the volcano for a sign of a gray warrior. Her heart began to race as she saw not one, but two gray cats padding along the AshClan borders. "Come on let's go see what they are up to!" Timbercreek suprised herself with the amount of energy she had today.

xx.//I don't know if we'll make it home.]]

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The lean tortoiseshell bounded after the she-cat with ease. Small paws made it possible. The sun beat down on his dark pelt and he hoped the heat wouldn't slow him down.

He slowed to a stop behind Timbercreek. He meowed,"Yes, its absolutely wonderful." His orbs followed Timbercreeks and he saw the two ash colored cats. Excitement fizzed in his paws and he yipped,"Yeah lets!" Energy welled up inside him and he shifted eagerly on his toes.

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[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//Water all around could swell and wash us all away.]]

Across the border in AshClan, a muscular tom had just renewed the scent markers. Accompanying him was a lean silver tabby femme. "Smolderstone, looks like we've got company," the femme rasped. She was older, but she was still as ready as any young warrior to fight. Both she and Smolderstone had been former AshClan leaders. She gestured her black tipped tail towards a tabby and a tortoiseshell approaching them from BlazeClan.

xx.//And if we never set our feet on land again.]]

Timbercreek's heart sank as she realized that she recognized the two cats, and neither of them was her daughter. They were former leaders, Smolderstar and Featherstar, now known as Featherstep and Smolderstone. If they were only a border patrol then they should pose no harm, however, the auburn BlazeClan femme noted that Smolderstone's scent marker was slightly inside the borders, on the BlazeClan side. "Your scent marker is too far in Smolderstone," Timbercreek hissed. "It's in our territory!"

xx.//This will be one last song I will not forget.]]

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Marshclaw studied the two ashen colored cats. Tail twitching he looked to Timbercreek and read a dissappointed expression. Chewing his lip he was about to meow when she yowled a unhappy greeting.

At the words went into his ears his grin turned cold and his tail began to lash ever so steadily. How dare Ashclan consider stealing even a bit of Blazeclans territory.

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[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//And if you drown.]]

Featherstep whipped around and glared at Timbercreek. "What are you talking about? This is clearly AshClan territory. Now why don't you go run along and leave us alone. This has always been AshClan territory," she spat. Her blue eyes raged with anger. She was not about to let this nice day be ruined by some dumb BlazeClan cat.

xx.//You wont even make a sound.]]

Smolderstone tapped Featherstep's shoulder blade lightly with the tip of his tail. "Now there's no need for arguing," Smolderstone narrowed his pale green optics. "I think Timbercreek will leave if she doesn't want us to expose her secret to our leader. Nobody likes half clan cats anymore, and someone certain in AshClan just happens to be part BlazeClan am I right?" he snarled. "Kin or no kin, your daughter would face the consequences of being half blood," the tom smirked. He scanned over the tom that stood next to Timbercreek. He would surely pose a threat if they attacked. By the looks of him, he was swift on his paws, something both he and Featherstep lacked.

xx.// You'll just swallow water down.]]

Timbercreek filled with rage. At the same time, she was estatic to know that Heatherkit had survived and was living in AshClan peacefully; but how had these two found out? She was put in a very difficult position. When it came down to the wire, she knew that the clan came before immediate family bonds. Timbercreek was loyal and she wasn't going to let these cats take advantage of her. "Move your marker or we'll make you move it!" she hissed as she unsheathed her claws.

xx.//At the bottom you'll find out.]]

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Marshclaw tensed up as the cat mentioned a secret. He wouldnt question Timbercreek thought. He already trusted her. He caught Smolderstone judging him and he stared at the tom coldly.

He was relieved as Timbercreek yowled her own threat back. Marshclaw would love to battle he hadn't battled in a long time. He allowed his tail to lash more angrily now.

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[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//That it's quiet when you drown.]]

Featherstep was sincerely shocked. She could've sworn that Timbercreek would've backed down with the mention of her daughter. The femme couldn't believe that she was still up for a fight. I guess that's a good thing since Heatherpaw had died many moons ago anyways... she considered. Without Smolderstone's consent, she yowled at the BlazeClan cat, "If you want a fight, you'll get one!"

xx.//I'm losing track of all the days.]]

Timbercreek merely had an instant to dodge Featherstep's attack, it was quick and unexpected. The AshClan femme landed square on top of her, knocking Timbercreek over with her full body weight. The auburn warrior rolled onto her stomach and kicked Featherstep off. Beside her she spotted Smolderstone gasp at Featherstep, and then turn and leap onto Marshclaw.

xx.//Lost inside a lifeboat.]]

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Marshclaw watched stunned as Featherstep attacked. At once he knew Smolderstone would too. He spun and manged to dodge the toms attack.

Small and lean made him quick on his paws. Something the larger warrior didn't seem to behold. Sneering Marshclaw leapt at Smolderstone making contact with the cats muzzle.

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[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//Drifting out with all the waves.]]

Featherstep pulled herself to her paws, stunned that Timbercreek had been able to throw her so easily. The femme reasoned that the moon she had been confined to camp, ill with white cough, had left her rusty. She let out an angry yowl and leaped back onto Timbercreek biting hard into the scruff of her neck, drawing blood.

xx.//And some will find their way by looking towards the sky.]]

Smolderstone hissed and unsheathed his claws, irritated at missing his target, he lunged at Marshclaw again, his powerful jaws skimmed the tom's shoulder before the tortoiseshell darted out of the way. Just as he had predicted, Marshclaw was fast. He would have to use his wits to defeat this enemy. Smolderstone heaved himself to his paws and turned to jump at the BlazeClan warrior again. However this time, he made it seem like he was going to jump to the left but instead he jumped to the right, landing on top of Marshclaw. "What are you going to do now?" he growled.

xx.//And some will leave their fate up to these ocean tides.]]

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Marshclaw narrowed his eyes and hissed as he was bitten. Shoving away the pain he watched. All at once Smolderstone landed on him hissing in his ear.

Marshclaw twitched his tail and all at once dropped down. Rolling onto his back he felt claws loosned. Leaping to his paws he turned and leapt onto the warrior. His claws sinking into the stomach.

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[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//And if you drown.]]

Timbercreek howled in pain as her skin was pierced by razor sharp teeth. "Get off me!" she screeched, throwing her body around in an attempt to toss Featherstep. She could feel blood pouring over her haunches. She had been wounded deeply. The femme yowled victoriously as she slammed Featherstep into a nearby tree. "That's where your marker should be!"

xx.//You wont even make a sound.]]

Smolderstone's satisfaction hardly lasted long, he was thrown instantly off of the smaller tom. He yowled in frustration before he himself was pinned by Marshclaw. He screeched as claws like thorns ripped his skin and blood dripped down his smokey gray pelt. In response, the tom used all of his strength to push himself onto his feet so that he was now on top of Marshclaw. He lunged for the same spot on Marshclaw's shoulder that he'd practically missed before. This time his teeth sunk in.

xx.//You'll just swallow water down.]]

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Marshclaw yowled as the tom bit into his shoulder. He wriggled in agony but he felt something. His back paws free. Crying in pain still he kicked into the toms stomach with all his strenght. He wriggled some more and slipped out from the tom.

Grinning from ear to ear Marshclaw pushed off of the ground with his hindlegs. He landed beside Smolderstone and lashed out hitting the cats muzzle with long sharp claws.

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[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//At the bottom you'll find out.]]

Timbercreek watched as Featherstep slipped unconcious to the ground. Surely, if Smolderstone had any sense he would retreat now. The auburn femme then rushed to Marshclaw's aide, although he did not seem to need her help. "Smolderstone, get your warrior and leave!" she hissed.

xx.//That it's quiet when you drown.]]

Smolderstone's muzzle ached with pain from Marshclaw's scratches. He was enraged that Featherstep had jumped the gun to fight the BlazeClan cats. How could such an experienced warrior make such a stupid decision? Now they would both have to suffer as a result. His pale green orbs grew large when he spotted Featherstep unconcious at the base of a large oak. "Fine we'll leave," he snarled at the pair. The muscular tom was bleeding badly from his muzzle and from his stomach. Featherstep had suffered a serious wound on her scruff. Smolderstone lifted his clanmate on his back and paced slowly under her weight back to his clan. "This will not be the last you'll hear from us!" he spat as he walked away.

xx.//And when you drown.]]

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Marschclaw was relieved to have the fight end. He limped a tiny bit from the bite on his shuolder. Turning to Timbercreek he meowed,"Well done."

He grinned but his shoulders slumped as he was worn out. The sun beat down on his pelt only to make him feel more hotter. Groaning he meowed,"Should we head back?" He blinked his eyes and licked his wound flinching as he did.

[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//You'll never even make a sound.]]

Timbercreek nodded, "Yes, we should have the medicine cat check our wounds and we should tell Flamestar about what happened." She noticed Marshclaw had a limp. Yes, they needed to go back and see a medicine cat soon so their wounds wouldn't become infected. Timbercreek's shoulder and back ached with pain, luckily they weren't too far and they wouldn't have to walk very far. The sun no longer felt warm and kind, instead, it felt as if it were burning into her wounds.

xx.//And when you drown.]]

ooc: Do you think we should just go back to the camp thread and then I'll ask Flamestar to post or something or what? Any other ideas?

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