Thicket
With Briarfang clamping down on the Rouge's throat, Coldstar backed off briefly, feeling the she-cat's claws tear tufts of his fur out with her flailing claws. Good. Keep her attention on him.Β
He waited for a gap in her failing guard before lunging again, his time sinking his claws into her shoulders. He could keep her distracted - and someone could go for the back of her neck - which would hopefully be exposed when she turned to bite at him again.Β
He could hear the Windclan cat yowling threats, and hushed talk of herbs and blood. But in this moment he didn't much care. That was of Windclan. The fight was now carried by Riverclan.Β
Characters:
Coldstar: (he/him) Ruthless Riverclan Leader
Lawn Gnome: (she/her) Motherly Semi-Feral Shecat
Redthicket: (he/him) Calm Shadowclan Warrior
Sootbounce: (he/him) Bubbly Shadowclan Warrior
Sturgeonwhisker: (he/him) Altruistic Riverclan Warrior
Sunstrike: (she/her) Anxious Thunderclan Warrior
NPCs:
Quailcall: (she/her) Fierce Thunderclan Warrior